Page 49 of I Promise You
He stops caressing me, about to retreat from my face, but I grab his hand softly, stopping him.
“Help me forget a little longer,” I plead, my eyebrows pinching desperately as I inhale scathingly, narrowing my eyes at him.
Danny’s face hardens and his whole body goes rigid at my request. With his other hand, he brushes his hand through his dark blonde hair, contemplating. His blue eyes darken, and I step closer, daring him.
“I won’t be able to control myself with you.”
“Then don’t. I don’t want you to,” I tell him, and he finally moves his hand again, his thumb brushing my bottom lip, and he hums dauntingly.
I feel like my words struck him so profoundly because it’s a look he gave me before when it was my first time.
I can sense his unease when his jaw contorts, as if he’s lost in his thoughts.
He closes his eyes as more tears fall down my cheeks. He leans down, and I can feel his cool breath, scented woodsy, rebellion, and whiskey.
Danny’s scent alone has me aching for his touch.
His lips brush across mine, softly at first. His beard tickles my chin and I can’t help but love when it does that.
Everything about him, every little thing, will always draw me to him.
He dangerously grabs the back of my hair, pulling it as his tongue demands entrance inside. I grant him immediate access and return with my own.
His kisses feel different than ever before, and I can’t quite put the words to describe him, but he has me breathless, panting. The arousal that pulses with need won’t stop and it just gets stronger when he squeezes my ass, pulling my waist closer to him, feelinghim.
He’s hard with anticipation and greed.
“I’ll help you forget everything…” He grabs me aggressively by my waist, pushing me against the desk, and my heart skips a beat from his voracious need. “But me.” He turns me around hard, fast, and determined.
He lifts me high in the air, my feet leave the floor, and I’m in the air for a second or two before he sits my ass on the desk.
I start to breathe heavily with anticipation. Danny looks like a beast who hasn’t been fed in years.
He pulls down my scrub pants fast, deliberately, until they’re on the floor. Goosebumps pebble over my skin.
I’m already wet, ready, I’m so fucking ready.
Make me forget Danny. Make me forget all the darkness that keeps threatening to destroy us both all year.
“I won’t ever let you forget how fucking much I worship you.”
I need him. I miss him. I miss when he can’t stop devouring me, even if it comes with his sadism.
He palms his hands on either side of me on the desk and kisses my lips roughly, with need, and there’s nothing in this world that can stop him.
“I’ve missed you,” I breathe through our feral kisses.
He crashes himself against me, his tongue slipping in momentarily before he pulls back, but barely. He smirks against my lips, and his growl sends me a whirlwind of adrenaline.
We’re both in a frenzy to feel each other.
“You miss getting fucked by me, baby?”His voice is deep and beguiling. He kisses me one last time before one of his hands goes to my throat. My eyes widen with lust, watching the dangerous, forbidden man who begged me to stay away from him, fierce with need. He grips my throat hard, choking me; the last breath I held escapes me like a gasp.
“Y-Yes.” I push that one word out when I realize the pain he promised me has returned. I never thought this would become a part of me…but Danny showed me it was a revelation hidden…a part of me that I will always welcome, unashamed.
He showed me it was always there within me like a candle,waiting to be lit by the right man.
I’m naked from the waist down, and he hums sinfully. His eyes trail down from my eyes, my lips, my breasts, and then my bare core.
