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She shakes her head. “No,” she says stroking my face, her delicate touch makes me want to bottle up all the ugliness I’m about to share. Will she see me differently knowing my father is not only a violent criminal, but a murderer too?
I rip the Band-Aid off and tell her everything, letting the memories sting. She sobs as she learns my mom’s fate, and her tears spill for the boy who had to find her. I tell her how it changed me, how I’ve refused to date anyone, and how lonely I’ve been, but also afraid of what I could become.
“I understand if this is too much. I won’t blame you if you don’t want to be with me anymore.” It’ll kill me, but I love her enough to let go. Let go of the girl who barged into my life twenty years ago and the only woman I’ve ever loved.
Her knuckles slide across my cheek. Closing my eyes, I relish in the feel of her touch. “Is that what you think? That somehow any of this changed what I feel for you? Because the only thing that changed is my love for you. It’s so much stronger, deeper. I want you like I’ve never wanted anyone in my life. You’re my everything.”
“Lilah—” The sincerity in her words makes it difficult for me to speak, my throat clogging with emotion.
She holds out a hand stopping me. “I understand why you've been afraid but you're nothing like him or the monster I was with. You protect, not hurt those around you, and for once, I’ve found the kind of love I’ve always dreamed about.” I wrap my arm around her, needing to feel her, to know this is real.
“I don’t know if soulmates exist,” she continues, “but I’m thankful to whatever brought us together.” Leaning down, she captures my lips, lighting me on fire, the warmth spreading throughout my body.
I roll on top of her, sinking into her curves. We start out slow, but with every breath and every moan, our desire turns primal, and we’re unable to contain it. In this moment, no one could destroy us. She’s the half of me I’ve been missing, and with her I’m finally whole.
Our kiss is deep, blazing a trail of heat throughout our bodies, our hands tugging and pulling everywhere they can touch. My fingers slide down to the contours of her hips and I pull down her black shorts, taking her panties with them. She moans out my name, biting my lip and that’s all it takes to lose my self-control.
“Yessss,” she screams as I plunge two fingers inside her. I go hard and fast, wringing out every ounce of pleasure she has to give. She pants against my neck, her body clamping around each of my thrusts.
“Do you want more?” I ask, sucking on the fingers that were just inside her, “because I do.” I slip off her tank top, grabbing her breasts in my hands, rubbing her nipples with my thumbs. She arches into me, wrapping her legs around my hips.
“Damian...don’t stop.” I kiss her neck, licking my way down from between her breasts to the place she wants me most.
“You're so beautiful,” I whisper against her thighs, loving their softness. Just a few more days and I get to be inside her. The doc was pretty clear about her orders, but she never mentioned this.
I plunge my fingers inside her again and she whimpers, her legs trembling under my touch. Fuck, she’s so wet. “I promise to make it better, baby.” I descend between her thighs, flicking her clit with my tongue. Over and over I give it to her, while she cries out, no longer holding back. I reach up and grab her breast, pinching her nipple while keeping up the pace with my other hand.
“Yes, yes, don’t stop,” she moans, her voice raspy and trembling as her pussy clenches around me, and that’s when I know she’s close.
I look up, needing to watch her come. I fuck her faster, hitting her spot just right, and then she falls apart, calling out my name like a song of worship and all I want to do is give her more.
I lick her dry and travel back up, my body coming down over hers. A smile of pure contentment is written on her face as she tries to control her breathing.
“Are you ever going to let yourself feel what you make me feel? I wanted you inside me. Why didn’t you—” I kiss her, interrupting those thoughts before they get me in trouble. She kisses me back, her tongue swirling with mine making my cock flinch, probably shouting at me for being an idiot.
“I want you so badly baby, but I want to make sure you get the all clear at your next doctor's appointment.” I thrust my thumb in between her lips and her tongue glides up and down against it. “Once you do, there’ll be no stopping the number of times I’ll make you come.”
I swipe my thumb against her mouth, and she kisses it. “I have no doubt.”
I flip to my back and she curls against my side, her head resting on my heart, my arm wrapped around her protectively. “I love you, Lilah, so much.” I still can’t get over how comfortable I am saying those words, but with her it all comes easy.
“I love you too, Damian. Always.” And when she drifts off to sleep, I know that in her dreams I’m still holding her close in my arms.
Chapter 27
Lilah
Istretch around in bed, still groggy, watching Damian remove his clothes as he gets ready for the shower. He’s such a sight. I’ll never get enough of all those hard muscles, straining against his thick body.
“I kinda like you eye fucking me, but if you don’t stop, watch what happens,” he warns playfully, his deep breaths making his ab muscles contract in the most delicious way. As he steps out of his navy boxers, I bite my lip, my body instinctively running hot and achy everywhere. He growls, low and deep. “Damn it, woman. Do you know how hard I get when you bite that lip?” I lift a brow and look at his cock.I do now.
“You’re an evil, evil little thing, aren’t you?”
“Maybe?” I love knowing how turned on he gets by me. It’s a powerful feeling. And I kind of love pushing him, I want him to stop being so good and give in.
“Maybe, huh?” He climbs up the bed slowly and I swallow, heat blooming in my core. He flips the covers off me, groaning at my nakedness, and pins me down hard against the mattress with his body.
“Shouldn’t you be in the shower?” I ask, trying to keep my voice steady, pretending the feel of him doesn’t affect me at all. The only answer he gives is the press of his stiff length between my thighs, but as he slides his hardness up and down, that’s when I stop pretending.
