Page 106 of The Boy I Once Hated


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Once I’ve made sure she’s seen God in person, I let go and come right afterward. My vision blurs, black spots corrupting my sight. I shake my head, needing to see her face. When it finally clears and I’m welcomed with the most heart-stopping, post-orgasmic smile, something inside my chest cracks, splintering right down the middle. I fall onto my back at her side, still reeling from what just happened. It takes us a minute before we both catch our breaths, the real world outside starting to sneak its way into my bedroom.

“Noah,” Sky calls out, turning to her side to face me.

“Yeah?” I reply, turning to lay on my side, too.

“Thank you. Thank you for making love to me,” she says with happy tears in her eyes.

Instead of giving her a reply, I press my temple to hers and then offer her a chaste kiss. Then I pull her to me, her head nestling into the crook of my neck as I run my fingers up and down the slope of her back. I swallow the lump in my throat and kiss her temple again the minute she gives in to her slumber and falls asleep.

But I don’t sleep.

I can’t.

Because she’s right.

I did make love to her.

Fuck.

I just made love to the one girl who can never be mine.

Chapter 21

Skylar

Eighteen years old

Sunlight streams in from the window. I open my eyes blearily, pausing when I feel something heavy laying across my waist. It takes a moment for everything to come back. The reality of what happened last night.

I gave my virginity to my stepbrother.

Turning my head, I stare at Noah who’s sharing my pillow. His breath is coming out in gentle puffs.

It's amazing how he resembles a sleeping angel; none of the chaos and angst that follows him during the day can be seen.

I feel a little bit like a creeper as I watch him sleep. I think a part of me was sure that he would be gone this morning. Just as he’s done any other time we've gotten close.

I'm glad he's here though, because I think his absence would have broken my heart far worse than all the other times he disappeared on me.

A part of me still dreads when he wakes up though. Will he open his eyes and immediately regret everything that happened?

I analyze myself, trying to see if I feel any regret, but there's none to be found. My insides are a little bit achy, but I feel…alive. I think some of the wildness in Noah leaked out and has seeped inside of me.

Noah’s eyes slowly blink open, and he stiffens for a moment when our eyes connect. But then I watch as he relaxes, a small smile spreading across his lips.

"You are a little stalker, aren't you?" he rasps in a sexy voice.

I roll my eyes and flush.

"You were watching me sleep, weren’t you?" he teases.

I wrinkle my nose at him and I get a little lost in the chaotic blue of his eyes.

His arm that was wrapped around me pulls me closer to him until I'm pressed up against his chest and I can feel his hardening length. "That's okay, Sky, I watched you sleep last night for hours."

His words give me butterflies, not that they’re anything special. I’m just feeling so much relief that he's not running, that I think he could say anything at the moment and I would like it.

"How are you feeling?" he suddenly asks in a more serious voice.

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