Beautiful Elixir (Beautiful Oblivion #3) by Addison Moore

Author:Addison Moore [Moore, Addison]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Women's Fiction, Contemporary Women, Romance, Romantic Suspense, Contemporary Fiction, Literary, Mystery; Thriller & Suspense, New Adult & College, Sagas, Mystery & Suspense, Suspense
Amazon: B010586I8E
Published: 2015-06-20T23:00:00+00:00

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The moon casts its spotlight over us from that stretch between the circus tents and the Nicholson’s old cabin. I pull him just shy of the porch and kiss him hard once again like an abuse, a domestic assault. For a second I think of having him right here. Letting him push me up against the smooth trunk of this silver dollar tree hauled in by landscapers because the evergreen that once stood here wasn’t good enough for the Nicholsons. They always did think they were better than everyone else. They always believed people were watching them—taking note on how to do it right. Speaking of which.

I pull back, panting into him like we just finished a sparring session.

Caleb is slightly bent at the knee, bringing him down to my height. For Keith I would have to stand on my tiptoes, and here Caleb makes concessions for me. I pull him upstairs, and he hastily lets us in, slamming the door shut like a clap of thunder.

I push his jacket off, tear at his shirt while he gropes for the zipper. It’s an odd dance, the disrobing of two first time lovers. It’s jagged, and passionate, mostly it’s a full workout, struggling with the unexpected layers—the missile launching of shoes. Caleb’s pants stray around his hips while I reach into his boxers and pull him out, hard and ready, so thick and heavy in my hand, I take in a quick breath.

“Wow,” I say under my breath without meaning to. Just letting him know how impressed I am feels as though I’ve given away all of my power. Who am I kidding? Caleb McCarthy stripped me of my power a very long time ago. They say never rely on someone else for your happiness, but I did exactly that, and, right about now, I’m not too sorry.

He pulls my dress over my head and lazily, achingly slow reaches back to unhook my bra—his eyes pinned to mine as if he were motivated by a dare. The moon kisses his features as the curve of a smile takes over his face. He frees the girls and tosses their lace pen to the side as his mouth finds a home over the softest part of me. I pull him in close by the back of the neck, smothering him, feeling him smother me, and let out a ragged groan.

“Caleb.” A burst of relief comes when I say his name. For years it’s been brewing inside me, bubbling up to the surface without my permission. So many times when I was with Keith it wanted to jump out of me. I’ve held it down, drowned it, tried to forget it as the game just became too hard, but tonight I get to shout it to the stars. Tonight his name will roll freely from my tongue, and it feels like a hard won victory.

An urgency builds in me, so hostile, that I can’t wait another minute to have him inside my body.

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