by Myles, Jill
Eventually he pulled away, leaving me a panting, quivering mess. He moved back up, leaning in and kissing me on the mouth with a pleased smile. “I guess we’ll have to do that a few times a day until you’re healed.”
I clung to him, my arms wrapping around his neck, boneless and warm. “But David, I…you didn’t…” I sighed. “I wanted it to last longer, and I came too fast.”
He chuckled and kissed me one more time. “We have forever, Olivia. What’s your rush?”
I gave him a slight smile at that.
The look in his eyes brightened, and I nearly wept at the tenderness there. He reached out and brushed a lock of hair from my cheek, then his thumb skimmed my lips. “I’ve missed that.”
“Missed what?”
“Your smile. A real, genuine Olivia smile. I was wondering if I’d ever see it again.”
My smile broadened, though I felt tears prick my eyes. Damn. I was getting all emotional. What happened to my heart of steel? “I haven’t felt like smiling in a long, long time.”
“That’s going to change,” he said, leaning in close. His forehead pressed to mine and I could feel the warmth of him all over. It was like I’d embraced sunshine.
I swallowed hard, suddenly nervous. “What…what if it takes me a long time to change?” I hadn’t trusted anyone in so long – it’d take a while for me to open up and fully give myself to anyone. “What if…I can’t?”
“Shhh.” He said, leaning in close, and his forehead pressed to mine. Our noses touched, and he breathed one last, soft sentence to me. “We have forever, Olivia. What’s your rush?”
I smiled at that.
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