Page 64 of The Sting of Love
Donny’s still asleep. Deciding I probably should get some rest, I set the tray down on the night stand, switch the light off and turn on the bedside lamp, reducing the lighting to an amber glow.
The next thing I do is something I haven’t done in close to a week. I climb into bed next to him. I just want to be close to him.
I settle there slipping under the covers with my back to him, resting my head on my arm. Gazing out the window I watch the storm and think of what everyone must be doing back in LA. I’m sure Dad would have called me by now. None of my sisters would have called though. They never do. We aren’t close at all. I’m sure Mom must have told them I went to Italy.
I can just imagine them gathered together talking about me. Jade and Varity are both married to successful men and they have kids. Two each, and Jade has another on the way. They see me as the free spirited maid who’ll get left on the shelf. I knew they agreed with what Mom said too that it was my fault that William ditched me. They always agree with her no matter what and no matter how I feel.
I think the scare I got today snapped me out of the funk I’m in with Mom and I’ll call her back as soon as I’m able to. I won’t put it off any longer. What I won’t do either is allow my trust issues to get the better of me ever again. That and what people might think of me.
I’ve always been this person who thinks she doesn’t care what people think, but I have. I truly have.
That brings me to what I’m supposed to do about my feelings for Donny. Am I supposed to just forget?
He basically told me he loved me. Since I feel the same way too, it’s going to be hard to just walk away from this. Definitely not when I don’t want to.
I was so eager to run away from him, now I want him to keep me. I know though it won’t be as simple as that or he wouldn’t have ended things between us before they began. And we wouldn’t be here now.
I close my eyes but open them again when a warm hand smooths over my waist and runs across my belly.
I turn and face Donny and find him staring at me.
In the soft amber glow the light mimics the same outline the moon would make if we were standing outside beneath the night sky.
My lips part as I take him in and the warmth of his gaze but he places a finger over my lips and traces over my mouth.
“You’re here…” he whispers and I nod with a little smile.
“Right next to you.”
His fingers brush over my cheek and when he moves to my lips I go to him too. Our lips meet for a slow, gentle kiss that soon becomes the fast needy kissing I’ve grown used to with him. I forget right and wrong, what we are and what we aren’t. All I know is what I feel for him.
He stops kissing me and catches my jaw. “I want you.” He husks and his eyes darken to a molten steel.
I want him too. I need him.
“I need to be inside you,” he adds and arousal grips me making me wet instantly. My body misses his, misses his touch. I miss the feel of him inside me, claiming me.
“Your head.” I remind him.
“I want you, Willow,” he insists and reaches forward to tug on the hem of my shirt. “Take your clothes off.”
My eyes never leave his as I shuffle to sit and take off my top. His gaze, heated with desire, burns straight through me as I take off my bra and my breasts bobble out invitingly toward him.
He catches my left nipple between his thumb and forefinger and leans forward to suckle on my right breast. His mouth on me sends a shiver of delight racing through me and I shudder.
He alternates his suckle from one breast to the other driving me insane with pleasure that sweeps through my body. It feels so good, I don’t ever want him to stop touching me.
He moves down my stomach trailing hot greedy kisses all along my skin until he gets to the waistband of the yoga pants. I stop him there as an idea forms in my head that makes me greedy too.
“Don’t stop me Bella,” he says with an edgy smile.
“I’m not. I just want to taste you.”
He straightens up and picks me up so I can straddle him. “Did you miss the taste of me Bella?”
I cup his face and smile. “I did. I want to suck your cock.”
“You’re too perfect.”
