Chapter 14
Adeline
“What are you staring at?” I try to look away as quickly as possible, but Gideon catches me anyway. I can’t help it. My eyes drift over to him on their own accord. His black hair is sticking out in every direction. I’ve watched him run his hands through the silky strands at least a dozen times. My throat runs dry almost every time.
“Nothing.” I turn my eyes towards the window and try to focus on something other than the beautiful giant sitting beside me.
“You’re such a bad liar, Snow.” He flexes his fingers around the steering wheel. It feels as if he’s squeezing my heart. I swear I can feel each and every digit digging into my flesh. A few minutes pass by before he speaks again. “You’re staring again, Snow.”
“I can’t help it.” I sigh exasperated. “You’re sitting over there all smug like a freaking Greek god.” I lift my feet up and rest them against the glove box. Every few feet the purple fabric of my chucks light up against the brightness of the street lamps outside.
“Feet down, Snow.” Gideon reprimands me as if I’m a little kid.
“Fine!” I practically whine crossing my arms over my chest like the baby I am.
“Seriously Snow, what the hell is bothering you?” I didn’t realize anything was bothering me until I was forced to sit in the passenger side of his brand-new truck for the past hour. Well, I mean I wasn’t exactly forced. More like I forced Gideon to let me come with. But what I wasn’t anticipating was the radio silence.
“Nothing!” I lie. My voice raises a few octaves, giving me away. I feel the truck start to slow down and begin to worry as we pull to the side of the road. We’re in the middle of nowhere with nothing but corn fields on either side of us. Its pitch black outside. I watch Gideon’s bicep flex as he practically slams the truck in park and turns towards me, eyes storming.
“We’re not going anywhere until you tell me what the hell is up.” His voice is coarse. The smell of him permeates through the entire cab, cologne mixed with his body soap. I breathe in deeply and sigh in relief. Something about it puts me at ease.
“I don’t know, I mean I just thought that maybe you’d talk to me.” Gideon seems to only be able to talk to me through text lately and it’s utterly annoying.
“I’m talking now aren’t I?”
“Yeah but that doesn’t count. You’re only talking cause’ you think I’m mad at you or something.” I shrug my shoulders.
“Are you?” he asks. “Is my Snow mad at me?” he pouts making me laugh.
“No I’m just…”
“Frustrated?” my eyes snap up to his. He hit the nail on the head with that one. “Are you frustrated because I won’t talk to you? Or because I haven’t touched you since I ate your pussy?” his dirty words make my cheeks flush. My core begins to ache and my breathing picks up speed.
I nod.
“Are you aching to be touched by me? Do you want my lips on yours so fucking bad it hurts? Are you thinking about it right now, how it would feel to have my lips on you once again?” his lips are just inches away from my ear. Every other word I can feel them brush against the sensitive skin there. He’s so close I can practically feel his chest against my side.
“Yes.” I close my eyes and whisper into the darkness.
“Tell me.” he demands. “Tell me you want it just as badly as I do.” He takes a deep breath. “That the thought of being with me has been tearing you up inside, consuming your mind body and fucking soul as badly as it has been mine.” His hands come out and grip my hips. In one swift movement he lifts me up and places me right on his lap, each of my thighs rest against the outside of his. Through the fabric of my jean shorts I can feel his thickness swelling against my core. It’s throbbing and heating with need.
“I do.” I moan as he starts to rub against me. “I want you so bad it hurts.” How do I tell him I’ve wanted him since the first time I laid eyes on him? That the mere thought of his body against mine has been plaguing my thoughts since that first night out on the deck. I was enamored by the thought of him, intrigued by him alone, and turned on by the dangerous aura that seemed to follow him wherever he went.
“Fuck, Snow.” His hands come up to tangle in my hair and he forcefully pulls me into him. My lips smash against his in a hungry kiss. His mouth consumes me completely. I can feel every last heated emotion flowing between us, anger, frustration, want and need. His hips grind into my in a rhythmic manner. The fire within is burning fiercely and out of control.
It’s uncontainable.
It’s uncontrollable.
“That feels so good.” I mewl between kisses. The fabric of our jeans rubs against my pussy in just the right way, causing a burning friction to build up.
“Tell me how badly you want it,” he demands between kisses. “Tell me how bad you want this…us.” our tongues dance together it’s hard to get any words out. I don’t want to stop for one minute but for Gideon I do.
“I want it Gideon, so damn bad.” He takes hold of my hips and begins to rock me back and forth. His hands guide me to exactly where I want to be. Our breathing picks up together. The windows are completely fogged up shielding us from the outside world.
“Come on baby, just a little more.” His voice comes out strangled. His eyes cloud with lust. The feeling deep down inside of m begins to overflow. My clit is being rubbed in just the right way, just one more time and…
“Gideon!” I practically yell his name as my body spontaneously combusts from the inside out. He lets out a strangled cry of pleasure and I can feel the sudden hot wet spurts push against his jeans.
“Fuck, Snow. You’re killing me.” he rests his head against my shoulder. Our breathing mixes together, our foreheads are hot and sweaty. My body is completely spent as I try to slide off of his lap. My legs are sore from being spread apart for so long but it was completely worth it. He leans over to place a chaste kiss against my lips and I can’t help but smile against him. I feel myself willingly hand over another piece of my heart to him. At this point I can only pray he handles them with care.