That's a Lie by Victoria Klahr

That's a Lie by Victoria Klahr

Author:Victoria Klahr [Klahr, Victoria]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Contemporary Romance
Publisher: Victoria Klahr
Published: 2014-03-25T04:00:00+00:00


Chapter 17

Josie

I feel like I can breathe again.

I’ve been suffocating since Seth left two years ago, and I haven’t been able to breathe right since. I’ve gone everyday living in an abyss of darkness that only got worse as time went on. I latched onto the love I thought I had with Blake, but even that couldn’t bring me back to the level I’m feeling with Seth right now. I see the difference now that I’m letting myself be free with him. He makes me feel alive, liberated, and blithe, and that’s something I haven’t felt in so long.

I learned to cope with the depression that clung to my soul until I got to a point where I thought that was who I was. It became normal for me to live in that sadness, and I didn’t realize how much I needed him until he got me to admit it aloud.

While it may not have been hearts and flowers, the way Seth fucked me tonight against the tree will forever be scorched into my memory as the best I’ll-make-you-admit-that-you-love-me-and-fuck-you-so-hard-when-you-finally-open-up sex of my life.

I told him I’m in love with him, and when I said the words verbally, I felt so replete. I could have cried from the lightness I felt after saying it. And now that I’ve let myself have a taste of unadulterated passion with him, I want nothing more than to keep it and enjoy it. I want to cling onto him and never let him go, I won’t let him go.

“When did you get this one?” I ask, tracing the tattoo on Seth’s bicep. He’s delicious naked, so I haven’t let him dress since we ripped each other’s clothes off when we got to his room. I’ve been laying in the crook of his arm tracing all of his tattoos, and asking what they all mean and when he got them. He came home with a lot more tattoos than he had when he left.

His whole right side is covered in art. From his shoulder down to his wrist, there is no blank skin. His ribs are covered in a dark zombie pirate theme, his leg has a sexy pin-up girl with a professional camera, and his other leg has an underwater theme. His left arm, back, and chest are the only places that haven’t been touched by ink, but I’m positive he’ll have them covered eventually.

He looks down at the rhino and smirks.

“I was drunk-,” he starts.

“How come you’re drunk in most of these stories?” He laughs deeply, shaking me as his chest rumbles under me. A warmth of pleasure from hearing his laugh flutters in my stomach- he’s so perfect. His fingers trail down my back making me shiver, and he rests his hand above my butt.

“Because that’s when I get my best ideas,” he answers, smiling and tapping the tip of my nose. “Anyway, I was drunk and I was watching National Geographic or some shit like that, and they said that rhinos have super thick skin.



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