Long Live the Rebel by E L Irwin

Author:E L Irwin
Language: eng
Format: azw3
ISBN: 9781946061348
Publisher: Blue Tulip Publishing
Published: 2019-05-24T04:00:00+00:00

Ryler was dying. She was killing him. Slowly, exquisitely, AJ was killing him. Her scent, that coconut and cream, ocean-air scent of her, drove him insane. Her mouth, her taste… the feel of her hands as she raked her nails on his back, as she dragged him closer, demanded more. Those sounds she was making… that hitch in her breath… All of it. Everything. This was heaven. This was hell. He wanted more. He wanted all of it. He wanted her, and he wanted her right now.

But Ryler held himself back, and that was what was killing him. That was what was gutting him. His frame of mind was not the right one, not for this. He didn’t want to take her out of a need to dispel the pain he was feeling. He didn’t want her to be just another drug to numb the past. When they came together, if they came together, he wanted it to be because they were mutually ready for it. Because they both wanted it. And AJ didn’t know where his head had been before he’d come here. She had no way of knowing, and he wouldn’t use her like this.

Ryler took her hands again, raising them above her head, holding them there. Holding her there. He kissed her slowly before pulling back. AJ tried reaching for him again, and at the sound of her frustration, he almost relented. Instead, he held himself still, held himself in place, and waited for her to see him. When AJ finally opened her eyes, when she took him in, he leaned down and whispered against her forehead, “I want you, AJ.”

She growled in frustrated agreement and tried freeing herself once more, but he held her and continued. “But, not like this. Not for the reasons in my head right now. I want you, and soon. I promise you — soon. Then I’ll have you. But not yet.”

Ryler waited for her to acknowledge his words, to show that she understood. At her slight nod, he said, “I’m going to let you go, just… just behave.”

And then he released his grip and rolled away, coming to a stop on his back beside her. AJ took several deep breaths, trying to get control of herself, whether of her desire, or her temper, Ryler wasn’t sure. Both, he figured. He lay still, letting himself settle, letting her simmer down. When AJ finally moved, she sat up with her back to him. Slowly, she scooted to the edge of the bed and then stood up.

The late morning sun dappled the floor where she stood, and with her back still to him, she said in a low tone, “I understand that you’re fighting demons, Ryler. But I hate it when you do this. I hate the way you push me away.”

And with those words, she walked to her bathroom, closed the door quietly, locking it behind her. Had she slapped him, it couldn’t have burned worse. Couldn’t have left a deeper mark.

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