He stared down at me through the shadows of his room. I thought maybe there was a part of me that had always known his secret. A part that recognized the devastation of a single mistake. A mistake that could never be taken back, no matter how much you had never wanted to make it in the first place. Despite the fact you’d willingly give up everything to go back and make it right.
Those stony eyes watched me. In them was a love so intense it came shining through the storm.
Obliterating darkness. Conquering fear.
I was no longer afraid, and I refused to continue to be chained.
“I trust you.”
For two beats, he searched my face, then he swallowed hard. My gaze trailed the thick bob of his throat, his Adams apple pronounced. I knew that was the moment he accepted what I was saying. What I was offering him.
I was giving him the last broken piece of me.
The root of my every fear.
My every regret.
One mistake.
That’s all it ever takes.
After tonight, I knew that was something Austin could never be. I’d thought so once. But I knew better now. Knew we were meant and bound, and he would never waste what I was giving him.
I trusted him to cherish it the same way as he cherished me.
I trusted he would be careful. Because he knew I could never go back there. He knew I could never risk the type of loss I’d spent so many years sure I would never survive.
I couldn’t do it again.
He brushed back my hair. The smile he tipped at me was adoring. The need in his expression profound. “You are my world.”
He dipped down, his hands still pressed to the bed on either side of my head. He kissed me slow and deep. The power of it was so devastating I wanted to weep.
My fingers dug into the strength of his shoulders, the muscles twitching beneath my touch, his body so beautiful as he eclipsed me in his perfect dark.
His mouth moved over mine, lips sucking and brushing, our tongues lost to our own slow dance.
The room spun and my body lit.
He sat back on his knees, his striking face bold in the shadows. Mesmerizing. Breathtaking.
My back arched, my body instinctively begging for his touch.
Slowly, he tugged at the button of my shorts, watching my reaction. The sound of the zipper rang in the air. A rush of palpitations scattered through my heart.
Oh God.
I felt so nervous.
So alive.
I lifted my hips an inch off his mattress. Every part of me shook as he slowly peeled my shorts and panties down my legs.
His voice was hoarse. Both rough and soft. “I can’t wait to be inside of you. To feel this body beneath mine.”
That voice dipped, coated with slow seduction. “Can’t wait for my cock to be buried so deep neither of us knows where one of us starts and the other begins. To make you mine. I promise you, I won’t be giving you back.”
It was almost too much when he grazed the tips of his fingers between my legs, barely touching all those places I was dying for him to be.
“Take me.” It was all a throaty mumble.
He slid off the bed, shed the rest of his clothes. Energy bounded from the walls. Dense and deep. Dark like this boy.
Every inch of him was smooth, muscled perfection, the ink etched into his skin a work of art, so much like his body.
He moved across the room. The defined curve of his ass made my throat close up and my thighs clench tight. Desire wobbled like a top in the lowest part of my stomach.
His body was flawless.
Exquisite.
Meant for me.
He grabbed a box of condoms from the drawer in his desk. He turned back, affection playing at his mouth when he gazed down at me as he approached.
Be careful with me.
He climbed back between my quaking thighs, his eyes never leaving mine as he covered his thick length.
Trembles rocked me like a landslide.
“You’re shaking,” he said, smoothing his hands from my knees to my hips, cinching around my waist.
An unsteady smile breached my swollen lips. “Because you make me shake.”
He groaned and crawled over me. Caging me in. Shrouding and protecting. My safety. My haven.
He rocked against me. The tip of his cock brushed my belly as his mouth brushed across my lips.
Shivers rushed, free and fast, skating across my skin.
“And we’re barely getting started on this journey that’s never gonna end.”
He nipped at my chin. At the cap of my shoulder. The top swell of my breast. “I’m going to love you forever. Touch this body every night. Kiss these lips every morning.”
I fell a little further.
Every inch afire, my nerves zinging and my heart rate careening out of control.
He would be my ruin.
My utter demise.
My chaotic, blissful end.
This boy who’d finally let me all the way into the deepest part of his soul.
And I was letting him into mine.
“Make love to me. Please.”
Austin shifted, and I released another shudder of anxiety, my body wracked with pent-up need and old fears I was so ready to let go. He held onto his cock at the base, aligned himself with me.
He ran just the tip through my center.
Testing. Teasing.
I moaned a wispy, “Yes,” and bowed from the bed. Begging with my fingers that clawed at his shoulders.
Austin pushed into me. Not even an inch. But deep enough to knock me from my foundation. Deep enough to send a stampede of emotion galloping through my senses, my heart a thunder and my ears a roar.
All singing his name.
Love. Love. Love.
His jaw clenched, ticked in restraint. “Are you okay?” he gritted, and I forced his bare chest to mine.
Our skin tinder.
The contact a match.
I lifted my hips. “Take me.”
He sucked in a breath and filled me in a long, hard stroke.
Fire.
I cried out against the stunning intrusion, breath stolen and body full.
So, so full.
It felt like the boy was touching me everywhere, taking me whole.
His.
Austin wrapped me up in those strong arms, his weight on his elbows, his fingers in my hair. He rocked his hips, the measured thrusts slow and sure.
Deep and demanding.
Edged in anguish. Rimmed in hope.
He fucked me.
Saved me.
Adored me.
Pulling pleasure.
Again and again.
Higher and higher.
His pants grew harsh, and I clawed at his back.
The threat of utter euphoria shivered through my body. It lifted and spun, a tightening inside that propelled me to another plane. Where the stars met water. Where the worlds became one.
Where shadows and light became color and darkness grew thick.
Where all sense was lost except for the feeling that you were one with something greater than you.
At one with a love that had brought me here.
One that lifted me from the depths and somehow held me under.
Where I drowned in his darkness and that storm blistered and blew and overthrew.
I gasped and hurried to meet each of his wild thrusts as his rhythm grew reckless.
I struggled for the air I couldn’t find.
Because each breath belonged to him.
Darkness and light.
Life and death. Energy spun and spun and spun.
A rolling storm.
Pleasure wound.
Furious.
Unrelenting.
Austin gasped, and pulled almost completely out, my body begging for his return. He slammed back into me.
The last of that dangling thread split.
Shredded.
Lights flashed at warp speed.
Blinding, total bliss.
Austin roared.
Roared my name as he twitched and jerked, his orgasm my own.
I whimpered as beauty spread. Saturating every cell.
Two souls taken by the unending storm.
He slumped down on top of me, his hands restless as they brushed through my hair, his face buried in my neck.
“Edie, fuck. I love you. I’ll never hurt you. Whatever you want, I’ll give it to you. It’s yours. You are my light.”
He dropped his forehead to mine, and an intense peace fell over me when he set a big hand on my face while we both panted for the nonexistent air. He swallowed hard, his heart manic where it pounded against my chest. He pressed his lips to mine, keeping them still, just the hint of a kiss as he breathed me in.
Life.
His eyes squeezed close, and the words flooded the room, almost pained.
“Do you feel that?”
“What?”
“Me.”
I caressed his twisted brow. “I’ve always felt you.”
He exhaled, wrapped me up, and rolled us to our sides. We lay in the middle of his bed, tangled.
“Sing to me…the way you used to,” I murmured into the calm, the relentless guilt that chased us both sated to a simmer.
Wrapping us in a cloak of security.
A blanket of darkness.
Austin…
This beautifully broken boy.
He sang me my song.
Firelight.
And I knew. I would forever burn for him.