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We find ourselves in a keen pace that I’m perfectly fine with. We’re in no actual rush, but we’re finally doing this after waiting and wanting even longer than we meant to because of this last horrible week, and it feels so good. Even our kisses are somehow better.
We want to get back to the bliss of the last time we were intimate in this bed, gobeyondit, and there’s nothing wrong with that.
It won’t be difficult. I’m finding out Liv’s body was made for mine. The strangely graceful way her fingers move my hair back from my face, how her mouth keeps landing on the pulse on my neck, the perfect curve of her ass under my hands, how she fits on my lap, the instinctive match of her movements to mine—head to toe, she wasdesignedfor me. She belongs with me in this way just like in every other way we’ve discovered.
And because I can understand her even when she isn’t saying anything, I notice when something other than passion takes hold of her.
…Hesitation?
Her breath isn’t stuttering into my mouth in quite the same way it was, and the rest of her…is slowly going slack. Her hands are wobbly as they lower to my shoulders—yeah, I’m certain of it:she’suncertain about something.
I stop kissing her to whisper, “You okay?”
She nods, presses her lips halfheartedly to the corner of my mouth. “Yeah, I….”
I still my hips and hers on them, then kiss her cheek. “Feels like something is on your mind.”
Her lips next to my ear, beneath my jaw.
I’d love it if she were still really into it. As it is, I want to hear what’s in her head, because I know there’s something.
I drag my mouth along her collarbone while I wait.
There’s nothing halfhearted about her moan.
“Landon….”
And that’s not a complaint, nor is it her putting pleasure into a word. It’s the start of a sentence.
“Yeah, Liv,” I murmur.
Her fingers flex around my shoulders. “I—I want you—on top of me.”
The soft, breathless admission sinks deeply into me.
She wants me where no man has been since…?
She wants me therenow, during our first time together?
I shift so I can see her face, which is gorgeously open. I can see all of her affection for me, all of her desire…and her nervousness.
Eyes moving over my face, she nods like she knows what I’m thinking.
“This is good, babe—the way we are is good and I really…but I—I—just—” now she shakes her head, looking flustered, “—I just, um—”
“Hey, it’s okay.” I rub my hands up and down her back. “Say the first thing that pops into your head.”
Words spill right out of her. “I’ve never wanted to be underneath anybody before now because I’ve never feltcomfortablebefore now, but I do with you, and being like this with you is so good…” an earnest frown creases her features before her forehead touches mine, “…Landon, you feelso goodto me, but I always thought this way would be enough, always thought I’d have to work up to new things with you, and that’s not—that’s not how I feel right now. I wantmorewith you.”
My heart swells almost painfully in my chest.
Jesus.
Her trust is so precious to me. Hearing that she wants me to hold it like a living thing in my hands—holdherin my hands despite….
But I don’t let how that feels overtake me quite yet, because there’s something else that needs mentioning.
I swallow hard, drop my hands to her waist, brush my thumbs over her skin.
