Always Been Mine by Carina Adams

Author:Carina Adams [Adams, Carina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Romance, Contemporary
ISBN: 9781493669080
Google: mfO_ngEACAAJ
Amazon: B00GT34SKU
Goodreads: 18774634
Publisher: CreateSpace
Published: 2013-11-20T05:00:00+00:00

Sixteen

Something was touching me, lightly. I tried to ignore it, but it wouldn’t stop. He was staring at me when I opened my eyes, a slight smile on his face. “Well, hello Sleepy Head.” His voice was low and seductive, but I jumped anyway.

The room was dark and Matty's eyes seemed to glow bright against the black.

He laughed. "Sorry honey!" It took me a few minutes to realize where I was. I didn’t know how late it was, but by the darkness in the room, I’d say it was well into the evening.

I’d come back to the hotel after meeting with Will, taken a shower, crawled into bed in Matty’s tee shirt and cried myself to sleep. I must have been more exhausted than I thought. “I wasn’t going to wake you up, but I couldn’t help myself.” He smiled slyly at me, leaning in for a light kiss.

He was sprawled out on the bed next to me, his head on my pillow. I touched his cheek and smiled back at him. I was so happy to see him I could have cried. I kissed him back warmly, moving into him. He laughed, a low chuckle, deepening our kiss, putting his arm over me. His lips moved slowly over my jaw, up to my ear, and down onto my neck. When his tongue touched the wounds that Will had left earlier, I flinched and cried out. It hurt like hell.

Matty pulled back, panic in his eyes. “Joes? What…” he sat up and reached for the bedside table. The light brightened the room immediately.

I sat up, covering my eyes. My neck was killing me, my wrist ached, I had a stiff neck, the light was blinding me, and all too late I remembered the migraine that had prompted my all day sleep-a-thon. I rocked myself back and forth, head in my hands, silently begging the nausea to go away, willing my body not to throw up. Matty had turned back to me, the look on his face told me he was trying to figure out what was wrong.

I felt the bed shift as he moved off the mattress. “Jo?” His voice was soft as he came around my side of the bed. “What happened honey?”

I took a deep breath, thankful the nausea had subsided. I opened one eye, and then the other. He was kneeling on the floor next to the bed, watching me with wide eyes. I tried to smile. “Sorry. Headache.”

He gave me a wry smile. “I’ve heard of the headache excuse, but no one has ever tried to use it on me before.”

I laughed. The movement made my neck hurt though, and I groaned. I felt like I’d been run over by a truck, not… how exactly could I classify what happened with Will? There were girls out there that let their men do much worse to them for sexual pleasure.

I wondered how they felt the next day. It wasn't the physical pains that were making me sick, I'd had much worse.

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