my head, the move gentle and soothing.
I adore us like this.
Calm.
Content.
Completely blissful.
Void’s opening up to me like never before.
I start telling him about what happened while I was at Tony’s. He chuckles when I tell him about Dash getting his Elsa makeover, and Void holds me when I tell him how I feel helpless that I can’t do more to help Mia. Void and I always are able to connect when it’s just us in a room alone together, but this, right here, this is something else.
We’re treading on new ground.
Taking a step in a different direction.
Maybe spending the night apart is exactly what we needed.
To show us both the thing we need is each other.
Maybe the bad luck ball isn’t going to drop after all. Maybe this is the dream, the dream where good things do happen for me—the dream where finally something is going right for once.
If this is my good dream, then please don’t let any fucker wake me up!
***
I’ve never felt more relaxed than I do right now. We may not have been asleep for long, just a nap, but that hour or so was the deepest, most peaceful sleep I’ve ever had. Falling asleep in Void’s arms isn’t something I’ve done before, but damn do I want to keep doing it. After having my blood taken last night, I thought I would be completely drained today. I wouldn’t say I am at one hundred percent, but this little power nap has certainly recharged my batteries.
My eyelids flutter open, slowly, taking in the sights of the Brick Cell—my home. I’m lying in bed, my leg over Void’s, snuggling into him, while he continues to sleep. He’s so fucking gorgeous, completely vulnerable and exposed. I glimpse down at his soft, supple lips—they’re so pink and delectable right now. Arousal surges as I lick my lips wanting to taste him. I’ve never felt the need to act on my sexual urges or instincts, but with Void lying here like this, I want to take advantage of him. I want to know what it’s like to kiss him, to have his hands roam all over my body, to have him deep inside of me.
My eyes shift to his crotch, and I swallow hard when I notice his jeans tenting with an erection.
I gasp. I was not expecting to see that. My breath hitches as I gnaw down on my bottom lip.
Should I do something about it?
Would he want me to touch him?
I’ve never even held a cock.
How would I know where to start?
But, there’s something about this situation that’s calling to me. I want to make him feel good. I want him to make me feel good.
With my pulse racing like a jackhammer inside my veins, my hand which is sitting above his heart slowly starts to edge down his stomach.
My body throbs with need as I squirm uncomfortably. I edge further toward the zipper of his jeans.
Void wriggles a little as if he’s waking up, but I don’t stop. My breath quickens as my fingers grip the zip of his jeans. I gently slide it down, then edge my hand inside. The tiny hairs leading to his cock tickle the tips of my fingers as they go. Adrenaline surges through me as I reach the top of his boxer briefs, dipping under.
Suddenly, Void’s hand slams against my wrist, halting any further movement. I jolt with shock as I turn to look at him. His eyes wide, his breath rapid, and his nostrils flare as he startles.
“Ivy, what the hell do you think you’re doing?” He yanks my hand out of his pants, shifting me off him as he sits on the edge of the bed with his back now to me. The sound of his zip sliding back up shocks me.
A cold shudder runs through my body as I sit behind him, wrapping my arms around myself more for comfort than anything. “I… I thought… I mean, I saw your erection, and thought—”
“You thought wrong, Ivy. You can’t shove your hand down a guy’s pants.”
“Jesus, Void, you’re making me sound like I’m a predator.”
Running his fingers roughly through his hair, he jumps from the bed and begins pacing. There’s no eye contact when he says, “I have to go,” and heads toward the exit while I stand letting out a loud angry as hell huff.
“So that’s it? After everything we shared since I got back, you’re shutting down on me again?” Fear sweeps over me as tears threaten