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Dammit. I don’t know what to do. The heartbroken girl is long gone, even though I’m gripping a hold of resentment and anger from then like it’s my lifeline to not become the same girl I was then. But I don’t want to be her. I believe Thorin when he says he’s not the same person. He’s done everything to prove to me that he’s changed.
It’s not like he set out to get a wife.
He didn’t cheat for the hell of it because he could. He was trying to navigate his feelings and he did it all wrong. Not everyone is in it to get their dick wet, but the pain of betrayal is still there. The insecurities it left me with constantly badger me to the point I purposely don’t go out of my way to find someone to flirt with.
Fuck this.
I can’t tell him the wild range of emotions flooding my mind and body, but I can show him. Shoving the comforter down, I sit up and spring towards him, curling my hand behind his neck and dragging his stunned face towards mine as I meld my lips to his.
A current of electricity blinds me, sharply zapping through my body as all the desire and heat rush to the surface, drowning out every morsel of fear keeping my voice trapped. He barely hesitates before sliding his tongue into my mouth, boldly taking possession of me as if he has every right. His hand comes up, cupping the side of my face and taking over the kiss entirely. Like he owns every fiber of my being as my heart thumps erratically in my chest.
Thorin moves, lifting me at the waist until I’m straddling over him. I settle down, forgetting about his hard cock until it’s nestled between my thighs and a strangled moan suddenly leaves my lips at the sudden contact.
Pulling back, his eyes rake over me as our labored breathing mingles together. “So you won’t date me, but fucking me is fine?” His words don’t come out angry, but the direct blow it sends through my chest might as well have had him screaming the words instead.
“No,” I vehemently reply.
He winces. “Bex, that came out wrong–”
Finding my voice, I ramble as I try to reassure and explain to him what I meant. “I didn’t mean I won’t date you. I just don’t really have the time to date you. If I go out with you, then I have to push other priorities off and I don’t want to be seen as a failure for going back on my word.”
Understanding dawns on his gorgeous face. “Is it the charities or your speech writing you’re concerned about?”
“Both.” I blow out a despondent breath.
“Alright. How about we compromise,” Thorin easily says. “I’ll have Holly get in contact with Detrick so they can work out when we have free time. If I don’t have anything going on one night, I’ll bring you dinner while you work. If there’s a charity event outside of the one I’m being photographed with you at, I’d still like to attend to spend time with you if you think it won’t interfere with the mission happening.”
My heart nearly implodes hearing him say all that. “You can’t just sacrifice your time to tag along with me. That’s not really compromising.”
“If you have a day you’re able to get away, how aboutyoubring dinner tome?” He raises a dark eyebrow. “Seems like a fair trade to me.”
We both know it’s not, but it’s better than nothing. This also implies several dates, not just one. Something we have to actively work at to prove we can be together if we truly want to be. Nibbling on my wet lower lip, I nod sheepishly at him. “Alright, I agree to go on a date with you.”
Triumph and desire swirl back into his eyes once more. Sliding his hand under my jaw, he tilts my face towards his and reclaims my lips. There’s something about the way Thorin overtakes my senses, making me feel desired and freed that soothes some wound inside of me. I grind down a little, enjoying the friction our intense makeout session seems to bring us as I swirl my hips, desperate for the desire to overtake every anxious thought that might pop up.
One hand tightens on my hips, keeping the movement going as his other drifts down my throat to clutch at my breast through my shirt. My nipple perks up as his fingers drift over it, spreading warmth through my chest and low in my belly. A moan falls out of my mouth as I back away to draw in air at the same moment he pinches my nipple before rubbing his thumb over the sensitive tip in a soothing gesture.
“Exquisite,” Thorin murmurs as he drags his eyes over my fully clothed body. Suddenly I feel the sexiest I ever have.
My eyes rake over him, greedily devouring the image he presents in only his briefs. How did I forget he was hardly dressed? Dragging the tip of my fingers down his body, I curl them until my nails leave pink tinged marks trailing down to the band of his briefs.
Glancing up nervously, I find Thorin staring at me intently, passion and lust drowning his eyes as he takes me in. “Do you want to stop?”
No, quite the opposite. While I can logically acknowledge having sex right now isn’t the brightest of ideas, I feel so much lighter than I did before I took a nap. No migraine, no stress, just pure happiness surrounding me. And if I’m happy then why can’t I have sex with the man who stripped down to his briefs to sleep with me?
Reaching forward, I grip his hard cock through the thin barrier of briefs between us and stroke upwards, eliciting a full on moan from Thorin’s lips. His hips cant up, trying to follow the motion of my hand and warmth spreads through my chest as my confidence builds.I’mthe reason he looks so blissed out right now, no one else.
Suddenly Thorin grabs my hips, lifting me off his lap until I’m sailing backwards on my bed. My back hits the duvet, the ceiling fan coming into focus right before Thorin leans forward, pressing his face right into my crotch and inhaling like a starved animal at my pussy through my sweatpants.Holy shit. I nearly come off the bed, my hips moving against his face at the invasive gesture that sends arousal spiraling through me. Leaning upwards, he grasps the material at my hips, shimming it down my legs until I’m bare before him.
“Hmm,” he hums, looking up at me through his lashes. “Something’s not right here.” He pinches the edge of my shirt between his fingers, lifting it carefully. “You should take care of this.”
Quickly I sit up, pulling the shirt over my head and kicking off my fuzzy socks at the same time. I lean back, propped up on my elbows as I watch him scoot further off the bed, turning to shuck his briefs down his legs. He kneels on the ground before I can sneak a look at his impressive length.
His fingers wrap tight around my calves, pulling my legs towards him and over his shoulders before his tongue slices through me in a languid, wet swipe. My hips nearly buck him off as my clit tingles. Thorin’s arms move, his hands pressing my hips back down onto the mattress while he continues to assault me with his tongue in ways my body clearly forgot exists.
Before too long I’m fracturing beneath him, my clit caught between his lips before he sucks greedily on it, forcing a scream of his name from my throat. My entire body erupts in goosebumps, warmth weighing my limbs down as I bask in the glow of the aftermath of my orgasm.
Wow.
