Page 32 of Unbreak My Heart


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What if he’s not really here? What if I’m dreaming?

Or what if he leaves? What if he walks away without looking back?

He’s done it once already. My body goes rigid at my unpleasant thoughts.

“Don’t. Please don’t.” His plea goes straight to my heart. “I’m here and I want to stay.”

I place my forehead against his, hoping his warmth will send away the frightening thoughts, and bring back the sexy mood we had going on.

“I’m sorry, Cammy. Please believe me when I say I want nothing more than to stay here with you. Forever.”

I pull back a bit to look at him, and his eagerness is easy to see.

“Okay,” I say, while trying to get rid of my fear.

Gael pulls me into a kiss, the gentleness of it making my heart cry and bringing tears to my eyes. I push them back because I don’t want to get stuck there. I want to get stuck with us, horny and joyful.

When Gael deepens the kiss I’m there with him, and our tongues play a game of give and take that brings the temperature in the room right back up.

His hands, which had landed on my waist to keep me there, as if afraid I’ll jump off the sofa and run away, move up and down, awakening every single nerve ending in my body. And making them burn as hot as a winter bonfire.

My heart skips beats, while my breath comes faster and faster, and when his hands rest at the top of my ass, I’m ready to beg.

Instead, I take a few deep breaths to calm myself down, and start my own exploration of Gael’s shoulders and chest. I move my fingers, light as snowflakes, from his neck to his collarbone. To his shoulder, and then to his biceps, learning his new form while trying not to think about the difference between now and before. But I can’t stop the feeling of sadness filling me, just for a few seconds. Then suddenly, probably aware of where my thoughts are going, Gael kisses me, and his taste fills me, chasing everything else away.

I let my fingers retrace the same path until I’m back at his neck. From there, I explore his chest, avoiding the places where he’s still sore, until I reach the spot where his heart is. And I place my palm there against his skin, needing to feel his heart beating, as though I still need reassurance that he’s here with me.

I leave my hand there for a bit to absorb his warmth, and while my fingers play with the hair on his chest, I get lost in the feeling of how soft and exciting it feels under my fingers. I pull them a little, wanting to check if they curl back into tiny circles. He didn’t have much hair when he left, and this is a pleasant surprise.

A throaty moan coming from Gael has me raising my eyes in surprise to find him looking at my hand and breathing heavily. Like he used to when he was excited beyond measure.

I play there a bit more, pulling and releasing them, then I follow the trail until I meet more hairs. This time they’re coarse, but when I play with them, I can’t ignore how Gael’s breathing speeds up and his hips start moving. But I also can’t ignore the hiss of pain in between.

“Gael, maybe we should stop,” I say to him, though I sure don’t want to. However, his health is the most important thing right now.

“I’m fine,” he’s quick to reply. And to show me how fine he truly is, he puts his hands back on my ass and pulls me close, having me sit across his legs. Then he pushes and pulls until I’m ready to ride his cock, and I can’t stop the moans coming out.

“Gaeeel . . .“ I call his name, hoping he understands he needs to stop.

“I need more, Cammy. So much more.” His voice is as shaky as mine.

Our eyes meet and I see the old stubbornness, so I take things into my own hands.

“Only if you let me do it,” I say, still worried he’ll injure himself.

I scoot away until I’m standing in front of him, his lips turning down, probably thinking we’re stopping here. But I’m as bad as he is and I can’t stop. I take his hand in mine, and I gently help him to his feet, then I pull him behind me while I walk us to the bedroom.

“Bed, now.”

Chapter Fourteen

Gael

‘ Bed, now?’ Cameron’s words are hitting me straight in the chest.

Are we going to bed?

I don’t move. The only thing that will make me go to bed is if he’s coming with me and I can be inside him.

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