Page 62 of Envy


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“Open your eyes, Sunshine.” Graham's voice wafts over me, and I shake my head. If I open my eyes, this will end, and I’m not ready.

“Please,” he asks in a voice I have never been able to resist.

I open my eyes to find his stardust gray eyes wet with unshed tears.

“I’ve never kissed anyone, Apollo,” he says before he lowers his mouth back to mine. Our eyes stay fixed on each other, and I can see the truth in his. He’s letting me go.

My heart thumps in my chest, and I whimper when our lips meet in another gentle kiss.

“I’ve never loved anyone.” He takes my top lip between his. He sucks it gently, and I hate him so much for doing this to us. Even now, when everything is broken, when he’s shaking the very foundation my hopes are built on, all I want is for him to choose me.

We feel so good together. So right.

Squandering this feels like sinning.

He drags his lips across my cheek and presses them to my ear.

“I’m saving everything I can for you. And I’m sorry, so fucking sorry,” he whispers and then rubs his face into my hair.

“You’re my oxygen,” he murmurs before his lips come back to mine. His strong, warm hand is tender when it cups the nape of my neck. His other hand tightens around my waist, his fingers grasping and

pulling me closer. I place my hands on either side of his and then everything else falls away.

I’ve imagined this kiss. I thought I was prepared for it. But now I know that the myths, the sonnets, the odes to kisses have all been flimsy, feeble, failed attempts to describe the indescribable.

There are no words for the exquisite, explosive moment your lips touch those of the person who is the keeper of your heart.

This is a glorious exhibition of years of wanting.

This is a dormant dream, refusing to be deferred for one more second.

It erupts, disrupts, and gives life to all of my secret, unspoken wishes.

My lips absorb the imprint of his.

Nothing short of his kiss will ever be enough. Not for as long as I live.

When his tongue slides against mine, I tremble and open to him.

It feels like falling off the edge of a cliff.

I would die for Graham to belong to me and me alone. The way I know I’ll always belong to him.

I would wait forever for him.

I would walk through fire.

I would scale mountains and swim oceans. I would let him take everything he needed from me, and then give him more until I had nothing left.

Once upon a time, he had been my compass.

My star.

But, I can’t do this anymore. Not for one more day.

Loving Graham is killing me.

Slowly.

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