I tugged on a corner of the glass, and slowly pulled on it. Victor’s breathing halted, and he clenched his jaw.
“Almost done.” I glanced at him, but he would not look at me.
Why wouldn’t he look at me? Was he upset about something? I could hardly understand him.
Catching my lip between my teeth, I returned to what I was doing.
“I’m almost done. Sorry.” I pinched the shard between my fingers one more time.
A sharp exhale was my only answer. I hated that I was the one hurting him.
“Please hold still,” I said.
“Frid?”
“Almost done.”
“Frid?”
“There.”
I smiled, rotating the piece of glass between my fingers. But when I looked at Victor, there was a strange expression on his face. His eyebrows lowered, his lips were pressed tightly together. He ignored the shard in my hand. Instead, his eyes were on me.
I was about to ask what was wrong, when, with one unexpected motion, Victor yanked me toward him. I nearly lost my balance, wrapping my arms around him. Our bodies connected in the most intimate way. Through my undergarments, I could feel his hardened flesh pressing against my hip. My knees grew weak, and for the first time, I could admit that it was exactly what I wanted him to do. I really wanted to feel what it could be like between us. Just this one time, just for a little bit. To forget about everything and give my body, and possibly my heart, what it has craved for so long.
And yet, I worried that if we did this, our friendship would be over and we could never go back. But with him so close, his arms around my back and his chiseled stomach pressed against mine, it did not feel like it mattered. Nothing mattered anymore. In his arms I forgot about the sisters, the crawler dragons, Talman, and The Fall.
“You have to tell me what you want because... I can’t fucking... deal with it.”
I opened my mouth, but could not say a word. My brain scrambled to make sense of it all, but my body had already decided. Pools of liquid flames traveled down to my abdomen, my bones melted. I had never felt anything like this with anyone. Not one of my two short lived flings could make me feel what I felt for the boy I considered a childhood friend. I had alwayswanted to be with him, even though I knew how wrong it was. No amount of shaming myself worked. Every time I was intimate with someone else, my mind went into forbidden places where he was the one touching me. The first time I had sex, I cried half the night because it was not what I wanted, who I wanted. I felt disappointed and empty. My heart was breaking and I could not understand why it made me so miserable.
“I’m sorry.” He dropped his arms, looking away. “I don’t know why... I thought...” He shook his head.
My body moved on its own. I stepped closer. My chest brushed against his. I could see his astonished eyes, his parted lips. But, I was beyond reason. My fingers played with the hair on the back of his neck. Slowly, his mouth hovered over mine. His warm breath caressed my cheek and then his agonizingly soft lips claimed mine. I exhaled, unprepared for all the feelings that fractured my brain, sending it into an uncontrollable frenzy. The kiss was sweet and gentle, but there was something just underneath the careful exploration that I craved to unravel. Victor’s hands moved to my face, cupping my cheeks. He wanted to slow down, to let me breathe, but I was in agony, I was on fire. My legs wrapped around him and he lifted me up. Victor’s hands slid down to my hips and cupped my backside without breaking our wild, all-consuming kiss. I could not hold back my low, sensual moan.
“I take it you like that.” Victor’s voice sounded strained.
He breathed in, steadying his voice.
“Who told you that?” I responded.
“Just a hunch.” He walked toward the edge of the pool as I continued teasing him with my tongue.
When my back pressed against the stone, I exhaled watching Victor’s hands lifting my undershirt. His beautiful fingers carefully traced the lines of my breasts, concentrating on their tender peaks. A moment later, his lips replaced his hands and my head hit the wall behind me.
“Fuck,” he murmured.
I smiled, catching my lip between my teeth. Then I removed my top all together and enjoyed watching his eyes unfocus.
“I take it you like them?”
“Fuck, yeah.”
His teeth grazed my nipples, leaving tormenting, sizzling hot lines on my skin.
“Ahh,” I gasped when he sucked on them.
I lowered my hips, adjusting my legs just below his stomach. “I wonder if you can show it to me,” I whispered, placing my hand on his chest.
