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“Come here and I’ll show you how you can make it feel better,” I say with a lascivious grin and a waggle of my brows. She laughs, and glides through the water toward me.

Adieu

Regan

We’ve been quiet most of the morning. Stone’s family has already arrived, and we’ve agreed that when we get back to the resort, he’ll drop me off and go drop off the rental. We won’t see each other again until the night before we’re both set to leave.

I’m bereft of him already.

This trip has been like finding my way home. I was a planet on the verge of extinction, saved by this man’s divine light. I may not get to keep him, but that light, the perspective, the feeling that I can do the hard things I’ve been avoiding – I’m taking those home with me. It’s time to figure out who I am. But God, I wish we had more time.

“I don’t want to go back.” I give up trying to hold it in and sit on the bed, the T-shirt I was folding gripped in my hands.

He joins me, sitting so our thighs touch, but he doesn’t put his arm around me. And I need him to, so desperately.

“I know,” he says, his voice is as hollow as my heart feels.

“Are you okay?” I ask, running my fingers along the soft scruff on his jaw.

He nods. “For now,” he whispers. He leans in and my eyes flutter closed. My lips tingle in anticipation of his touch. Instead of his mouth, the firm pads of his fingers stroke my lips.

My eyes pop open in surprise, and the conflict and misery in his eyes make me want to scream and cry at the same time.

That tortured gaze follows the path of his hand. He runs his fingers up the center of my nose, over the arch of brows, ghosts them over the tips of my lashes and then finally he cups either side of my face.

“You’re so much more than I could have imagined, Regan. I…” His voice is strangled, his eyes full of desperation that makes me tremble. He opens and closes his mouth a few times before he seems to abandon the idea of speaking.

Instead with a groan that sounds like surrender, he swoops down and claims my lips in a searing kiss.

His magical mouth thrills me to the edges of my senses and sends my imagination scouring for a new word to describe what we’re doing.

Because to call this a kiss, is akin to calling pearl, sand. It may start that way, but when pressure, passion, and fate collide– simple, small things become extraordinary, fathomless treasures.

With every breath we share, we are creating something so priceless that we’d be fools to let it go.

I’m falling in love with him.

God help me. How could I be so stupid?

It’s only been a handful of days, but Stone Rivers has already made me feel more alive than I thought possible. I feel connected to the earth, grounded to the moment. When I look at the night sky, I don’t notice the dark. I just see an endless spray of brilliant, blazing possibilities.

We make love one last time. There’s a rhythm, a natural push and pull between us that is at once cadent and capricious.

We are wanton, wild, wicked and so fucking happy.

My lips may say this isn’t real.

But my heart beats with the secret truth…and there it shall have to stay.

Crash Landing

Regan

“Oh, dear Lord, I feel almost human again,” I groan and lever up to sitting.

I can’t quite meet the eye of the woman who just finished washing my hair. It felt so delicious that I closed my eyes for a few minutes and pretended she was Stone. I might have come if she hadn’t stopped right when she did.

“You’ve got such incredible hair. It’s like the wigs everyone wears; these curls are to die for.”

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