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Xavier
“Didn’t.....”
I hold up my hand to prevent her from continuing and she wisely closes her mouth. It guts me to see so much fucking sadness in those beautiful eyes of hers and I wish she didn't feel this way. I know if she says one more word about not wanting to be with me because of this bullshit. I’ll lose what little control I have right now. I need a fucking minute to soak in everything she’s just told me, to try and calm my ass down before my anger takes control and makes this situation a lot worse than it already is. Exhaling a deep breath, I run my hand across the back of my neck to relieve the anger and tension knotting the muscles there.
“Never in a million years did I think I would find somebody and have the chance to settle down. Then, I found you.” I pause and look into her wide eyes. “I knew there was something about you, something drawing me to you, but in my eyes, you seemed untouchable. You’d put a shield in place which I thought I didn’t have a chance in hell of penetrating. This past week has opened my eyes to so much more than I ever thought possible. Now, when I look at you I see a future. It plays out in my head as clear as crystal. I understand that shit may scare you because fuck, it did a number on me to begin with. But, I know what I want and what I want is you." My words finish on a growl.
“I'm scared." Her murmur is barely above a whisper but I heard it.
I get why she’s scared but I need her to realise, she has nothing to be scared of when it comes to me.
“I know."
“What if I let you in and shit goes south?" There is more strength in her words now.
“Sweetness, life's about chances. I can't do this on my own, I need you to be on board."
“X, he had sugary sweet words on his lips but the devil was in his eyes."
I suck in a deep breath at her words. I'm barely holding it together. How could she even think I could be capable of anything like that piece of shit?
“What do you see when you look into my eyes?” I speak between clenched teeth.
She studies me for a moment and I can practically hear her mind ticking over. Then, her face softens as if she understands. Closing her eyes, she speaks words which ingrain themselves deep inside every cell and muscle in my body. I know if I touched her right now I would be lost in her forever.
“When I look into your eyes they have a calming, soothing effect like the ocean. They consume me like the waves crashing over the rocks. Center me like the white wash which crawls over my feet as I stand in the sinking sand. When the grey clouds roll in and a humid sticky feeling coats your skin before a storm comes - your eyes, like the storm, have an energy so consuming it surrounds me. I want to hold on to that feeling and never let it go. I want it to soak into every cell of my body and live right there, in that moment. Forever.”
She breathes out slowly, trapped in the moment. She remains motionless as if she is feeling everything she has just described. Goosebumps break out across my skin at the sight. I don’t remember ever having goosebumps from only words.
She shakes her head and seems to snap out of her trance-like state. When she looks around and her eyes meet mine, she ducks her head. A pink tinge colors her cheeks.
“I’m sorry,” she whispers.
Her words knock the wind from me and before she can blink, I drop to my knees before her. I run my hands up her thighs and grip her waist. She tenses and I flex my fingers but then, she dissolves into my touch. Raising one hand, I lift her chin until her eyes meet mine. Freckles are scattered across her nose like confetti and I resist the urge to kiss every one. Forcing my eyes to meet hers, I open my mouth to speak but have no words.
Keeping my eyes on hers, I lean forward and brush my lips over her soft pink blush lips, resisting the urge to push inside for a taste. Knowing, the sweet taste of her ecstasy will pull me in. I wouldn’t be able to stop and I want to give her what she just gave me.
“Your eyes remind of a sunrise on a Spring morning, when the sun’s golden rays bounce off the dew-covered leaves.”
She sucks in a breath as my mouth hovers over hers and I whisper the words across her lips. But, I don’t stop - I need her to understand how fucked up she has me. “Did you know, when the sun hits your eyes, not only do you have a gold band which wraps around the pupils and shines but when you turn your head this way or that way.....” I guide her face from side to side. “....they catch the light? They become luminous and I could spend hours staring into them, wanting to learn every emotion flickering through them. There is so much passion lying in those green depths and I’m a greedy bastard - I want all of it.”
I blow out a deep breath as her eyes begin to glass over and a tear sticks in her long lashes. When she softly blinks, it falls and races down her check. Reaching up, I run my thumb over the wetness and rub it into her soft, milky skin.
“Fuck, I sound like a fucking pussy right now but I’ll be damned if I’ll let you think that my actions are just a way to make you let down your guard. Never in my fucking life did I ever think someone so sweet could be interested in a brute like me. Fuck. I’m not backing off, babe. You have become my reason to get up in the morning and to sleep at night. You center me and I am not giving you up without a fight.” I feel my muscles tense at the thought of her walking away from me and I close my eyes against the feeling.
“Okay.” She rests her uninjured hand against mine on her cheek as she whispers.
My eyes snap wide and lock with hers.
“Yeah, Babe?” I wonder if I heard her right.
Nodding, she leans forward, brushes her lips across mine and whispers yes into my mouth. It’s the softest touch, like a feather brushed across my skin. I growl and can’t hold back this time. I thread my fingers through her silky hair and take her lips in a deep kiss. A kiss I have been craving since the moment I saw her. It’s everything and much, much more than I ever expected.
Pulling her tight into my hold, I moan into her mouth when her body melts into mine. Her uninjured hand runs up the side of my face before gripping my hair. She twists her fingers through the strands, her nails scrape against my scalp. Turning her head to a better position, I run my tongue along hers - devour and consume every whimper and moan escaping her throat.
After a moment, I pull back, needing to stop before I take her on the lounge. I lean my forehead against hers as we both catch our breath. I feel the warmth of her breath wash over my face and it grounds me knowing this woman is mine. Pulling back a little, I grunt at the satisfaction which runs through me at seeing how swollen her lips look, branding her as mine.
“You’re mine,” I breath out.
“I’m yours.” A shy smile curves her lips as she speaks.
“Fuck, your gorgeous, babe.” Leaning forward, I plant a chaste kiss on her lips before pushing to my feet and reaching down for her. Taking her uninjured hand, I pull her to her feet. I gasp when her chest pushes against mine. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I need to get my shit together. I glance at the clock on the wall to see it’s almost 8:30pm.
“You have had a big day, babe. You must be tired, how about you lie down?”
Right on cue, she yawns and I chuckle.
“Yeah, I’m pretty beat.” She snickers but I don’t find her words one bit funny at all.
“Sorry, too early for jokes.” She turns and heads towards what I assume is her room and I follow.
I’m pissed as fuck with her words, but she has dealt with enough today, she doesn’t need me losing my shit too. It’s taking every ounce of control I have to not demand to know where her bitch of a mother lives. I know it wouldn’t help the situation though and right now I want to be here for my woman.
When I step into her room, I notice there isn’t much in here, like the rest of her place. A queen bed is flanked by a bedside table on each side. A small built in wardrobe with two mirrored doors is on one side of the room and on the other, a television sits on a small plywood stand. The wall in front of her bed has an old-style picture window which looks out over the street. Turning back to Ally, I notice her fidgeting with the hem of her singlet shirt, her eyes downcast and looking at the floor.
“Let's get into bed.” I wave my hand towards the bed and bite back a chuckle when her eyes widen and she looks back and forth between me and the bed.
“Just to sleep, babe.” I reassure her and she nods before climbing onto the bed.
I have to readjust myself at the sight of her ass in the air and struggle against wanting to rip her clothes off and take what I want. She has been through enough for one day, I keep reminding myself as I slip off my shirt, remove my belt but leave the jeans on – needing a barrier between us for her sake.
I hear her gasp and our eyes lock before I make my way to the other side of the bed. I bite my lip to prevent a groan at the sight of her licking her lips as her eyes take in my bare chest.
“Do you wanna watch some TV?” I lie down and notice she is way over the other side of the bed. Not liking the distance between us, I pull her into my arms and as she rests her head on my chest, I breathe in her sweet scent.
“If you want,” she whispers.
I tense when her warm breath flutters over me and her fingers trace the tattoos covering most of my chest.
“Why don’t you have any tattoos here?” She lays her hand across my heart.
“I didn’t know what to put there.” I both love and hate the way she is exploring my body. My dick is as hard as steel and straining against my boxer briefs. I definitely think I made the right decision leaving my jeans on. It’s painful as fuck but worth it to prove I’m not just here for a good time.
Reaching over me, Ally grabs the remote control off the bedside table and flicks through the channels before settling on a movie - Road house with Patrick Swayze.
“Good choice, babe.” I kiss the crown of her head and feel her smile against my chest.
“I loved this movie growing up. My dad gave up watching it with me when I learned every single word and couldn’t help but say them out loud.” She giggles at the memory and I chuckle.
Her giggle has to be the best sound in the world, nothing will ever compare to the sound of her laugh.
“Try and get some sleep, babe.” Wrapping my arms around her, I pull her closer and let the feel of her warm breath wash over my bare skin. It settles the anger sitting like a weight inside me, I’m content to lie here with my girl in my arms.