Hearts: the Last Beat: A Sizzling Rock Star Romance (Angel Fire Rock Romance Book 7) by Ellie Masters

Author:Ellie Masters [Masters, Ellie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: JEM Publishing
Published: 2021-04-14T16:00:00+00:00

Seventeen

Spike

While Angel heads out to find Bash, I make my way outside. It’s early and I feel the need for a little sun therapy. Maybe, I need to clear my head.

I don’t buy into Noodles’ whole Zen philosophy about communing with nature, but I believe in the rejuvenating properties of the sun on my face, the ocean breeze blowing across my skin, and the smell of a crisp new day filling my lungs.

If that’s Zen, I’m a convert.

I embrace the moment and let it wash away my stress.

My attention swivels to the far end of the pool, the part where it hangs over the edge of the cliff. A serene smile fills my face when I think about what happened there last night.

It was our beginning.

It’s not like I fucked her and made her mine, but something definitely shifted between us. To be honest, I’ll take last night over fucking her brains out hands down.

Yeah, that doesn’t sound like me at all.

Thus the whole foundational shifting thing going on inside of me. Old Spike would’ve been down only for the fucking and the physical release it brought. New me craves the connection Angel and I formed.

Somehow, holding her in my arms, kissing her, and exploring her body with my hands, fingers, and mouth, feels more intimate to me than shoving my dick inside her for a quick fuck. Not that I don’t want that too. Still a guy. Still with a massive libido to feed.

With her, I want more.

I crave every sensation when I’m with her. Skin brushing against skin. Lips pressing against lips. Tongues tangling. The silky feel of her hair sliding through my fingers. The tiny gasps spilling from her lips.

I crave all of it.

Not that I can’t wait to slide inside her, but I’m in no rush. We’ve got the rest of our lives to figure everything out.

She’s mine now.

That statement evokes a visceral reaction, something indescribable, but poignant. Angel belongs to me, and I’m never letting her go.

Never.

Lucy was right. She always is. It was worth the wait. I could’ve taken Angel any number of times before. I could’ve taken what I wanted and been done with it. If I had, I would’ve cheapened things. Destroyed things. I would’ve turned us into something dirty and vile.

Disgusting.

By waiting, a burden’s been lifted off my shoulders; I know I did right not to push. In letting Angel make her own decisions, this thing between us feels right. Like the very act of waiting, of not rushing, and taking, we’ve been given a beautiful gift.

If Angel can get Bash to agree to me supervising her driving, it gives us a reason to be together. The others will become accustomed to seeing us with each other. We can laugh. Share jokes. In time, a casual touch on the forearm won’t draw an eye. Maybe a quick embrace will be tolerated. Holding hands can follow.

And then?

At some point, my hope is they’ll accept the growing intimacy between us. Nobody needs to know what happened last night or what I intend to happen very soon.

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