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All of the pain and the hurt drowned out in a clumsy half-wasted kiss with a girl I barely liked.
I wrapped an arm around Brittany’s waist and dragged her closer as she pushed her tongue into my mouth.
I felt nothing.
But feeling nothing was better than feeling everything.
CHAPTERTWENTY-SIX
Penny
I felt like I was free-falling.
Blake dragged his mouth over my neck again, and I panted as I gripped onto him, needing him to ground me.
“Is this okay? Tell me if you need me to stop,” his own breathy voice asked.
I nodded, too full of emotion to reply.
Slowly, painfully, Blake pulled out of me and slid back in. I arched into him, gasping.
It wasn’t a bad pain. That part had passed quickly; now, it was the most delicious ache I’d ever experienced, as he moved inside of me. With every press of his hips, I felt the shattered pieces of my soul start to heal.
“Penny, I love you so fucking much. I never stopped.” Warm lips lingered on my skin, searing each word into my heart.
He loves me.
Blake. Loves. Me.
My eyes fluttered shut, overwhelmed by everything.
He was everywhere.
His weight bearing down on me, strong hands entwined with my own, our slick skin fused together.
I was lost in him.
“Penny, babe, come back to me,” his voice coaxed me from the sensations running through my body, and I opened my eyes to find him gazing down at me. “I need you with me. Stay with me.”
His mouth came down on mine, his tongue tracing the seam of my lips as he nudged them apart.
Fighting back the tears building, I freed my hands and slid them down to Blake’s broad shoulders. I pulled him closer, circling his tongue with my own. He moved inside me again, deeper this time, and I sucked in a sharp breath.
He smiled through his kiss and released one of his hands to hook it under my thigh and move my leg around his waist. My pants came harder and faster. I was chasing my own breath, but I wanted more.Neededmore. I wasn’t sure I would survive without it.
“Blake, I… oh God…” I murmured against his mouth.
He pulled back ever so slightly to whisper, “Just let go. I’ve got you.”
He broke our kiss to tuck his arm around my neck and pull me into the crook of his neck. His teeth grazed my shoulder; his movements grew more frantic but never too hard or too fast.
Just right.
Perfect.
Trembling wracked through me as heat uncoiled low in my stomach. I clung onto Blake with the fear that if I let go, I would fall into oblivion.
As the feelings intensified, everything became a blur of limbs, kisses, breaths, and moans. I writhed underneath him, needing it to stop and wanting it to never end all at the same time.
