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“It’s okay. How long has she been in there?”
“Long enough. I’ve just got to wash out the soap from her hair.”
“I can do that.”
We swap places and while I deal with Rayna, Holly dries the floor and sets out a clean pair of pyjamas.
Together, we work fluidly to put Rayna to bed. Before I can suggest we talk, she’s locking herself in the bathroom and running herself a bath.
I find my dinner still warm in the oven and sit down at the table and eat alone. When Holly first came to stay with us, I was hoping the silence in the cabin wouldn’t be so loud but she’s just as quiet as I am, and it hasn’t worked out how I expected.
I don’t see Holly for the rest of the evening and after an hour of watching crap, I shut down the television and dump my empty beer bottles in the trash before heading upstairs to my room.
Nights aren’t hell for me that much anymore, but I still hate them with a passion. My thoughts are far too loud, but not loud enough to drown out Holly’s cries when they occur around three a.m. Throwing back the sheets, I slip my sweats on and quickly check on Rayna who’s sleeping soundly before closing her door and opening Holly’s.
She’s curled up in a tight ball, clutching her hands to her chest, her tears glistening in the moonlight streaming in through her window.
Rushing over, I pull her up in my arms and hold her close. “Hey, it’s okay. I’ve got you. You’re safe. You’re with me. Rayna’s here. You’re safe.”
I repeat myself over and over until she wakes fully and soaks it in. Reminders of where she is now and that she’s not back in time with the fucker who kidnapped her always help her.
“Leo?” she whimpers.
“Yeah, I’m here. I’ve got you.”
Her nails dig into my chest as we wait for her breathing to calm. I try to do the same each time this happens so it’s easier for her to drag herself from the nightmare faster.
“It’s just a bad dream. It isn’t real.”
Her skin slicks with sweat and slowly she pulls back, her eyes finding mine.
“It’s always so real,” she chokes out. “My hands burn.”
“I know, but it’s not and they don’t.”
“Am I ever going to forget?” she whimpers.
The pain in her voice has me wishing I could tell her she will, but I shake my head, and say, “I don’t think so, but I promise it won’t be real forever.”
I wipe her tears away and I find myself cupping her cheek.
“We all have demons. It just depends on if we’re strong enough to hold them down and learn to live with them.”
I lean in, she leans in, and before I think this through, our lips meet, and I wind my hand around the back of her neck to draw her closer. The moment her tongue sweeps over mine, I push her back until I’m above her, my eyes fluttering closed. Her legs wrap around mine, her nightshirt sliding up above her hips and her hands grip onto my hair. I grow hard and nothing else matters. I think of nothing. All I am capable of is touch. I deepen the kiss and a gasp is caught between us when she wraps her hand around my dick.
She lines me at her entrance, and I kiss my way down her neck before I thrust inside of her, never once breaking the kiss.
I bite down on her shoulder, keeping my pace hard but slow and I could bust when she cries out, tightening her hold on my legs with her own.
“Oh fuck… yes, yes, yes.” She sighs.
I don’t change my pace. I need her to finish because I’m seconds away from reaching my own climax and it’s the best I’ve fucking felt in a long, long time.
She feels so fucking good, and I swear, I see nothing as I pump into her and relish in her moans. There’s nothing in the world but me and her. I slide my hand under her head and lift her into my shoulder and pick up speed. I slam into her, and it tips her over the edge. As she trembles beneath me, her hot breath hitting my shoulder, I blow my load inside her.
For long moments, neither of us move. I gain control of my breath and slowly ease out of her.
Rolling off her, I lie beside her. I know I should say something. She deserves to hear something from me. Anything.
