Beautiful Boy by Leddy Harper

Author:Leddy Harper [Harper, Leddy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781495199189
Amazon: B01DCO5O24
Publisher: Leddy Harper
Published: 2016-04-27T23:00:00+00:00

Fourteen

My dad had always said I was an impulsive creature, never thinking about anything other than what stood right in front of me. His point had been proven time and time again, none more, though, than the time I’d taken Novah’s pictures in my kitchen. Apparently, I never learned. And throughout my life since then, I continued to make impulsive decisions, including—but not limited to—the times I’d tried to take my own life.

Standing in front of Novah after showing her firsthand how my world stopped for her, and only her, proved once more how I couldn’t prevent myself from doing the things I truly wanted to do. Such as fist my hand in Novah’s thick, blond hair and pull her mouth to mine. Such as gripping her hip harshly while pressing my erection against her lower stomach until she released a hearty moan. After the heavy conversation we’d had earlier regarding my inability to find true happiness in life, pouncing on her like this should’ve been wrong.

But it wasn’t.

At least, not to me.

And as her dainty fingers twisted in my shirt, her small hips rolling against mine, I knew it wasn’t wrong for her, either. She wanted this as much as I did, and nothing could stop us now.

Our heavy breaths mingled together as I pushed her against the table. Her spine arched until it left her neck exposed for my mouth to explore. I licked my way down from her ear to the soft dip in her throat, and then continued to the beginning crevice of her cleavage. Her tank top was in my way, and without warning, I backed up a step to remove it. I needed it to be gone.

She briefly released her grip on my shirt long enough to lift her arms so I could pull her top over her head. The moment she stood in front of me in nothing but her bra and those short, frayed cut-offs, my dick grew impossibly harder behind the fly of my pants, taking every ounce of blood in my body with it.

Her fingers gripped the bottom of my shirt, prepared to strip me of it as well, but I didn’t give her the opportunity to do so. With a tight grasp on her hips, I spun her around, and then, while holding her in place, I began to grind my erection against her jean-covered ass. It wasn’t sweet or slow, but impulsive and needy. I needed her, and the reasons were endless.

Because with her, I felt no pain.

Because with her, I wasn’t in the dark.

Because with her, I wasn’t…me. I wasn’t empty and alone. I wasn’t worthless or insignificant. I wasn’t dying. She filled me with something. Light, love, happiness…I couldn’t identify it. She gave me purpose, even for a brief moment of time. She made me feel…alive.

Because with her…I was somebody.

And I needed that—more than my next breath, more than a drop of water in a drought, more than an ounce of sunshine on a dreary day.

I fell into her and pressed my chest firmly against her back.

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