Page 41 of The Devil Within


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‘The only way I could keep you safe was to end it between us, and leave no doubt in anyone’s mind it was over. Including yours.’ He squeezed her fingers. ‘Especially yours.’

She inhaled a shaky breath. For the first time, she saw it all through his eyes.

‘I needed to make sure you’d never come looking for me.’

Sarah nodded.

‘I’m sorry,’ he whispered. His eyes had become glassy. ‘I don’t expect you to be able to forgive me. I don’t deserve it.’

Her breath caught in her throat and her body jolted as her internal walls crumbled. The chair scraped across the timber floor and she stood, releasing his hand. She crossed the short distance to stand in front of him, framing his face with her hands.

‘Alex, the reason it hurt so much when you left is because I loved you with every fiber of my being. And for the first time in my life, I felt loved in return.’ She smiled down at him. ‘Your love changed everything for me. When you took it away, there was no one to pick up the pieces. Only me.’ He opened his mouth to speak but she shook her head. She had more she needed to say.

‘I couldn’t wait to leave home when I finished high school. There was nothing for me there. There still isn’t.’ An image of her mother created a flash of guilt, but she pushed it aside. ‘My family loves me in their own way, I’m sure. But the only time I’ve ever felt as if I was truly home, was when I was with you.

‘I never stopped loving you, Alex. I tried; I really did. I knew I should bury you in the past, but I couldn’t. You have my forgiveness, and you’ve always had my heart.’

He rose from his chair, pressing his forehead to hers. Her hands fell to his chest and she could feel his heart hammering inside.

‘You still love me?’ His voice was hoarse, his breathing ragged. ‘Even after—’

‘I love you.’

His lips found hers, gentle yet firm. The kiss grew slowly, delicately.

‘I love you so much,’ he whispered in her ear.

She slipped her hand into his and led him across the room.

The bedroom was lit with moonlight through sheer curtains. He turned to face her as he lifted his sweater over his head. Tattoos covered most of his arm, back and torso. She couldn’t resist running her hands over him, his skin smooth over hard muscle.

He pulled her into his arms, his lips finding her mouth, her face, her neck. Sarah breathed him in, reaching for his belt, her fingers clumsy with the buckle until it came free. He drew back and removed her shirt as she raised her arms. He moved to her pants, deftly unzipping and pushing them down her hips.

Sarah stood before him in her underwear. He ran his right hand up her outer thigh, coming to rest on the small of her back. With his left-hand, he traced her collarbone from one side to the other.

‘You have the most amazing eyes I’ve ever seen.’ His fingers found her hair again, gently moving her face as if to admire what he saw.

‘That’s what you told me on that first night.’

‘It still holds true.’

This time his lips pressed against hers more firmly, his tongue probed with greater urgency. His hands circled her hips, his grip tightening. Sarah reached up and pulled her fingers through his hair, her kisses matching his.

They moved as though waltzing until Sarah felt the bed against her legs. He lowered her onto the sheets, mouths and hands exploring each other. Sarah groped for his jeans, tugging them down. He kicked them off, then stripped her bare.

His mouth moved down her body, lingering on her breasts as his hands parted her legs. His touch was tender as he slowly teased her, one finger at a time. She loosened her own grip on his hair as he made his way down her body.

A moan escaped as he worked his mouth and tongue between her legs. A moment later, or was it ten, he pushed himself inside her. Sarah could taste herself on his lips, his tongue. She wanted more, she wanted him. Now and forever.

Sarah wasn’tsure how much time had passed when she woke to find herself still inside Alex’s embrace. She wriggled her body as carefully as she could so she could get a better view of his sleeping profile.

The slow rise and fall of his chest assured her Alex was still lost in slumber. Sarah couldn’t remember that last time she’d watched him sleep.

Her eyes traced the outline of his jaw. Not even two days of stubble could disguise its strength. Sarah loved staring at Alex’s face. She’d always found him so unbelievably gorgeous. One dark lock of hair had fallen across his eyes, its shadow deepening the purple smudges beneath. He looked tired. She gently pushed the hair from his face and pressed her lips to his forehead.

The rhythm of Alex’s breathing began to shift and she focused again on his face. A moment later, his eyes fluttered and then opened, locking onto Sarah’s. Her lips found his, tender and sweet. Beneath the sheets, she felt his cock stir.

Moving her body above his, she let him guide himself to her entrance. Slowly, she slid down his length, her own body responding with wet anticipation. He groaned as she ground herself against him, before starting a slow rhythm, up and down. His hands gripped her hips and he rose up to capture her mouth with his.

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