Come Back To Me by Kathy Coopmans

Author:Kathy Coopmans [Coopmans, Kathy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-08-22T16:00:00+00:00

Fourteen

Adriana

The truth doesn’t set a person free, as they say. What it does do is encase you behind prison walls that you build yourself. I can’t think about anything Blake has told me, none of it, when he’s touching me, kissing me, and slowly dragging me down the bed until I’m under him and his large body is settled between my now open legs. I should stop this. It’s wrong in many ways. Ways I’m not going to dwell on for fear that what I’m feeling will all slip away. And it will, as soon as my desperate mind realizes I’m not hallucinating and that Blake is actually with me, his hard cock pressing against my center through his jeans. I’m completely captivated. Enthralled and in tune with every ghostly touch of his across my face. His breath, his hands, his mouth, his tongue. They all steal my sense of reasoning.

The way we both keep our eyes open as we capture a taste of something we’ve craved is one of the most intimate acts I’ve shared with this man. I see so much. So much that still needs to be said. I see love, desire, and promises that he wants to say but knows if he does, it will break the spell. I see a man struggling with whether he should handle me softly or hard, or if he should simply back away. Most of all, I see him fighting back his mental agony as he, too, can’t believe he’s kissing me.

I close my eyes when the intensity of his gaze becomes too much for me. All I want to do is forget about everything that is my life and let him take me to a place I desperately need to go. I’ve kept so much inside of me that I’m ready to unhinge. I need to stop bottling it up and storing my life’s demons. After what he told me tonight, I’m ready to twist the cap off and let them free my soul. Before I do that, though, I need to know everything. And everything will come down the road somewhere. Right now, I’m idling in neutral with him.

He removes his mouth from mine, his hand fisting my hair, angling my head off to the side in order for him to kiss across my jaw, along my cheek, and inhale my scent before nipping my lobe. I melt in his hands. Slip away with him just for a little while.

What we’re doing is wrong, but desperation trumps the damage this is going to cause to my heart. I’m wrapped up so tight that I can’t do anything but feel. I’m tired of giving and not taking, and I don’t care anymore if this is something I’ll regret doing. I’ve lived without his touch, without him, and I’m taking what is rightfully mine. Even if it costs me the last bit of my sanity I have left.

“Tell me you want this. Tell me I can make love to my wife.

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