Page 17 of Darkness Colliding
Slowly, her palms push over my knuckles, her fingers exploring down my arms, skimming slowly over my skin in a hypnotic way. I pull her closer until her thighs are firmly between mine. My heart soars within the silence, pounding so hard it’s all I hear. The restraint that’s tightening the muscles of my forearms, forcing me not to pull her down against my hips, is painful.
“I’d never forgive myself if you got hurt because of me.” Her voice is a quiet sound that consumes me entirely.
Her palms brush slowly along the muscles of my biceps, my shoulders, my neck and jaw before pushing through my hair. She pulls at the locks before delving her fingers back in. Over and over again.
“I’d never forgive myself …” I pause, wondering just how thin these walls between us and Nollix really are. Fuck it. “I’d never forgive myself for walking away from you.”
I’m supposed to be here. I can feel it. I’ve never fit anywhere the way I fit with Violence.
Heat flares in her eyes. Her hands become still, holding firmly against the roots of my hair as she studies everything about me. She isn’t pushing me away. She isn’t avoiding me. She’s here. Right now.
And I’m not going to waste it.
Slowly, I lean into her. My thumbs push against her soft shirt until a small sliver of golden skin can be seen between her jeans and shirt. I hold her gaze as I take my time closing the small distance between us. My lips part, my tongue slipping against her lower stomach before my lips press there. A shaking breath leaves her lips, and I give a testing pause, waiting for her to tell me to stop, for her to step back, or for her to even slap the hell out of me.
When she doesn’t, I do it again. The sweet taste of her skin meets my lips as I rake my teeth over her stomach and kiss there slowly.I want to taste every part of her. With that thought, my fingers dig into her hips as I hold her in place. She pulls at my hair but pushes at the back of my head, urging me closer.
The delicious scent of her soaks right into me, and all I can think about is how she trembles in my hands every time my tongue strokes along her skin. Her thighs shift against me, skimming against my cock, and I can’t help but groan against her as I kiss lower.
“Cameron…”
My name breathy against her lips burns through my mind on repeat. My chest heaves as I pull back from her to meet the lust in her eyes.
Fuck.
Gentle fingers skim down the side of my neck before she steadies herself against my shoulders. I mesmerize her every move as she leans into me. The soft curve of her cheek brushes mine as her lips hum against the shell of my ear. My fingers are digging so tightly into her hips I know I’m leaving marks, but all I can focus on is her warm breath against my skin.
“Goodnight, Cameron.”
She lingers there, her head resting against my shoulder before she finally pulls away. The small amount of space between us grows, taking away all the needy energy within me with it. She steps back, taking the ache in my chest with her. Her gaze shifts against mine as she releases her claiming hold on me.
And I let her go.
