Page 36 of These Rough Waters

“I made mistakes.” I admit honestly, “and mistakes have consequences.”

Her green eyes jump up to mine where I stand over her, letting my gaze sweep across the beautiful features of her face. In every moment I’ve had with this elusive woman I’ve found myself unable to control the urge to touch her. To feel the silky strands of her hair, the softness of her skin under the roughened pads of my fingers, to inhale her scent and feel the heat from her body.

And in each moment, nothing else mattered. No memories or nightmares, no secrets or pasts, I just wanted to touch her. Tofeelher.

And in all of that lay the danger.

Because a woman like Maya didn’t deserve a monster like me.

Yet the cravings, they were loud and demanding and despite the war inside of myself I was so damn weak to ignore them. Like an addict, I just wanted the hit.

Five years I’ve been numb. And I recognized that now. Now that I have this stirring, now I have this budding obsession, I realize there was nothing but emptiness inside of me.

And the darkness inside of me was demanding to be fed.

“Torin,” She breathes as my hand reaches out to touch her hair. It was dark at a glance but on closer inspection I could note the red and copper and even blonde streaks that weaved through her thick mane, glossy and wavy and begging to be wrapped around my fist.

My cock twitches as new images, newdelusionsswarm through my mind, of her on her knees, mouth stretched wide while my cock is accepted between those pretty pink lips, her green eyes on mine while I fucked her face and she knelt and took it, her tongue and teeth teasing on the length of me. Her spread out, tight little body wet and needy and inviting, cunt dripping and swollen.

I could only imagine how she would taste.

Her throat bobs with a swallow and it’s only then I notice how close I’ve gotten, how the position of our bodies, with me standing and her sitting, leaves her face at crotch level. And these sweats are not going to do the job of hiding the sudden arousal that was tightening my muscles and shooting straight to my dick.

It’s been five long years of a hand and I’m suddenly very interested in letting it sink into something much warmer.

I step away from Maya, turning to hide the raging hard-on growing in my sweats and take a seat, subtly adjusting myself to ease the discomfort.

But it wasn’t subtle enough because her eyes drop to my lap before widening and yet she doesn’t avert her gaze.

“Maya,” I rasp in warning as she squirms where she sits, her legging clad thighs pressing together that could have been mistaken for a nervous fidget if it weren’t for the glowing blush that warms her cheeks, and the fact that her eyes continue to linger on my lap.

“Little doe,” I say, louder and she finally moves her stare to my face, lips parted.

“Here,” she suddenly jumps up, rushing toward me, “You should rest, and uh…” she trails off, leaning across me to grab pillows to pile up against the arm. Her hand falls to my good shoulder and she tries to coax me down, but I don’t budge, and her foot catches mine.

Her body stumbles forward and a quick yelp escapes from her as her dainty body lands atop of mine. I grunt as she jolts my shoulder but manage to wrap my arms around her tight waist, holding her steady against me.

“I’m sorry!” She gasps out, keeping as still as she can as her legs straddle one of my thighs, knee bumping up between my legs but that hot, central spot of her rests right over my leg and the warmth of her is like a brand, even through the sweats.

“Stay still,” I whisper.

“Did I hurt you?” She wiggles a little, nudging on my cock with her leg.

“Stop. Moving.”

Her breath rushes out of her as my palm flattens across her back, holding her closer while one hand falls onto her leg, brushing at the crease at the top of her thigh.

“I just wanted to help,” She breathes.

“Maya.”

Her hot pussy presses down onto my thigh and I just… my hand curls around her hip, dragging her across my thigh. Her eyes shutter closed as a gasp parts her lips so I do it again, the sight of it making me leak precum into the confines of my boxers.

Her fingers curl into my shoulder, nails biting through the cotton of my tee as I guide her back and forth across my thigh, my mouth pulling up into a satisfied smirk as she moves with me, grinding down onto my leg.

Her chin dips towards her chest, her breath coming out in soft little moans. Her nails continue to bite against my shoulder, but I watch where her legs stretch over mine, where her hot center is pressing against me. Fuck I wanted to see it weep, see her pussy clench and tighten as she comes. She was stunning like this, fully dressed and finding pleasure against me, I could only imagine how fucking devastating she would be completely naked and at my mercy.

“You look so pretty riding me,” I rasp, lost to the motion of it, lost to the high of it. “Keep riding, little doe, that’s it.”

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