Page 39 of Imbalanced Minds

Chapter Twenty-One

Iris

More alive than ever before, I find myself never wanting to come off this high. I love the rush of adrenaline running through my veins and the heat in my core created by Cory’s touch is just as thrilling.

He has the most magical hands. Every time he touches me, I get a zing of electricity and bursts of warmth that I’ve never felt before. This man is going to be my undoing yet the very being that brings me back to life. I honestly don’t know how I got so lucky to have him; at every turn he surprises me. He has this energy about him I can’t get enough of.

He’s so gentle with me as if I’m a fragile flower that’ll fall apart at any moment. All the talk about him being damaged or broken is bullshit. How can he be if he’s showing all this compassion toward me?

The sexual tension in the truck on the ride back to his place, however, is another story. It’s magnetic and frustrating all at once. Cory makes quick work of rectifying the situation and has me out of that vehicle and in his house before I can say another word.

We haven’t slept together yet, and it’s been the worst kind of torture. We only ever take it easy but not tonight; tonight, I’m ready and so eager for him to be inside me.

“Baby girl, you keep squirming like that, and I won’t get to bury myself deep inside you.”

A rush of heat creeps up my neck.

“You are so sexy when you blush, do you know that? You’re such a creature of beauty.”

He’s going to shatter me if he keeps saying things like that. I’ve never taken compliments well in my life but I’m starting to learn with Cory that what he says is the truth. I can see it in his eyes when he looks at me and in the tone of his voice. There’s no mistaking it.

“C’mere, Angel, I need you. To see how soaking you are for me and taste that divine wetness that’s all for me.”

And I’m dead.

Ladies and gentleman, it was nice knowing y’all.

In all seriousness, I’m melting to this man’s touch and it scares me. I’ve gone mute and lost all ways of communication too because all I can manage are moans and shallow breaths.

“Feel this, baby girl? Feel what I do to you? I can tell by your reaction just how affected you are and ya wanna know something? I’m just as affected, if not more.”

“Nuh-uh, not possible,” I breathe out, enjoying the movement of his hands on my body.

“I never thought I’d get this chance with you. I never believed I’d be so lucky, baby girl.” He says so softly I almost miss it.

“You have me, all of me. Now make me yours and make us become one, big guy.” I purr because let’s face it I’m in Heaven and don’t care about a damn thing other than this man having his wicked way with me.

Stripping me down to nothing, the cool air ripples over my skin. He stands and pulls his shirt over his head taking his sweet time—almost like he’s teasing me. I lean up on my elbows and watch as this delicious man strips himself bare before me.

His firm chest is so defined and his arms, my Lord those arms are bulging with muscle. All I want to do is jump him like a wild animal. He stares at me, our eyes locked while he slowly undoes the zipper of his jeans and lowers them to the ground. I swipe my tongue over my bottom lip, savouring the sight of this stunning human.

I see the moment Cory loses his resolve because before I can blink, he’s on me. Two naked bodies rubbing against each other while our mouths taste each other, tongues dancing a dirty dance of lust and greed. Sparks of pleasure arise in me as he plays with my nipple, pinching it between his fingers then releasing it, igniting a bigger fire within.

I need this man in a way I never thought possible, and I need him now. Bucking my hips to try to relieve some of the tension only makes him tease me more.

Finally coming up for air, I reach down for him, taking him in my hand and stroking. Cory lets out a hiss as though he’s in pain, but I know it’s anything but. Its torture.

“Baby girl,” he drawls. “I won’t last if you keep doing that. I told you before I’m barely hanging in there.”

I decide it’s now or never. I so desperately want this man to be mine once and for all. “Please tell me I’m yours, because you’re definitely mine,” I say, with the utmost sincerity in my tone. I’ll ask him for all of time just to hear the love and devotion in his voice.

He looks deep into my eyes and tells me exactly what I need to hear.

“You’ve always been mine, Iris. Now. Tomorrow and forever. You are always mine and no one else’s, do you understand? No one else gets to have what belongs to me. I love you, baby girl.”

Before I have any reaction, he’s burying himself so deep inside me, I’ve hit nirvana. This is where I always want to be, with this man, in this paradise always and forever.

It’s in this moment that I remember what he just said and in that same moment I understand, because I love this man too.

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