letting her take whatever it is that might bring her peace. I shake with need as my blood roars in my veins. I’m turned on and ready to let myself loose.
“What do you need,” I ask trying to peel her off me before I do something stupid.
“You,” she says breathily. “I want to share everything with you. I want you to take away my pain without feeling it yourself.”
“I don’t mind feeling it as long as it means you’re free from it.”
“You’re going to hate me as much as I hate myself.”
“Never,” I assure her. “There’s no fucking way I’d ever hate you.”
“Touch me,” she pleads. “I want to try.”
“Abigail,” I warn her, while at the same time I’m fucking chiding myself for not doing what she wants.
I breathe out hard as I close my eyes. She’s making it impossible. I can’t think of anything but the heat of her body burning through my pants.
“We are taking things slowly,” I remind her. “I’m a patient man,” I stutter wanting to touch her panties and find out if she’s wet and ready for me. “We can take it one day at a time. There’s no rush.”
“It’s not rushing things,” she sucks on her bottom lip. “It’s taking back my life.”
I’m not understanding what she means. What is she trying to claim?
“You might be the key, Wes.” Her breathy voice makes me shiver.
Fuck. I’m so confused about what to do. I’ve yearned to have her in my arms like this. I run my fingers through her hair. Is it right though?
“If this is what you need, baby.” I swallow hard hoping that it doesn’t send her spiraling out of control.
Our gazes connect, she smiles and says, “Why are you so good to me?”
Because I love you. I think the words, but I’m not brave enough to say them. She deserves to know them, but before I can say them out loud, she has to get used to us as a couple.
As she moves her body against mine, my dick begins to harden. I can’t help it when she’s in my lap and especially after that incredible kiss.
I sigh, regretting already what I’m about to say, “As much as I enjoy having you this close, may I remind you that we are taking this slowly.”
She doesn’t move or speak. I place a few strands of hair behind her ear.
She’s so beautiful. Her lips are inviting and as much as I’d love to kiss her right now, I can’t. My cock grows impatient, swelling inside my trousers and aching to finally be deep inside her. Fuck. I need to take a shower and rid myself of this need.
Abby rubs her sweet pussy against my erection, her mouth touching my ear, then my neck. “Please,” she begs me with a sultry voice.
Fuck, she’s slowly breaking my restraints. Wearing me down.
“Baby,” I whisper in her ear, ordering my dick to stay down. “I only have one setting, and if you continue like this we’re going to end up in bed,” I say truthfully.
“Just a little taste.” She throws a flirty smile and suddenly everything around us seems lighter.
“You’re tempting me just like Eve did to Adam,” I joke, then sober up because she had a lot to drink. “Is this the wine talking, Abby?”
“I swear I’m not even tipsy,” she salutes me. “Scout’s honor.”
“You were never a Scout, gorgeous.”
I caress her jaw and trace her full lips with my thumb.
“What is it that you’re afraid of telling me, Abby?”
“The truth.” She runs her small hands through my hair. “I’m afraid of my past and scared that I don’t have a future.”
“This doesn’t scare you?” I slide my hand down her torso, brushing her full breasts.
She shivers and her cheeks darken slightly.
“We can try more tomorrow,” I suggest, getting ready to jet off this terrace.
She closes her eyes. “No one has ever touched me lovingly; tonight, I wanted that.”
“Hey, look at me.” I cup her beautiful face stopping myself from grinding my cock against her pussy.
I stare into those dark eyes wishing that I could read her mind. Her request to touch her, go a little farther, feels like an open invitation and not to her body, but to her soul.
“Are you sure about this?” I ask, hoping she’ll say no.
A reasonable man would just leave, but I can’t say no to this woman.
“Yes, I want you to erase what happened before I met you. Give me …” She shakes her head.
“I’ll give you everything, anything. Ask