“Are you sure Ember? Is this what you want?” My voice sounds foreign to my own ears, hoarse and scratchy.
“Do you have doubts Hale?” She whispers back, her eyes wide. As if I haven’t been dreaming about this shit for years. She has no idea what she fucking does to me.
“There’s no place in the world I’d rather be than here Sweet Girl,” I pause, dropping my forehead against hers. “God Em, you consume my thoughts. Even in the pits of Hell l I sought you out. I can’t imagine life without you.”
She removes her hand from mine and grasps my dick, bringing it closer to her and I close my eyes and take a few deep breaths, trying not to lose control. She cums first, always. I slowly slide inside, moving slowly to let her adjust. She cries out and I immediately pause. She breathes deeply then pushes me farther inside her with her feet against my ass. There’s no way to describe what being inside her feels like. The only thing I think of is coming home. My body fits with hers like she was made just for me. I pull back slowly and sink inside her until we’re skin to skin. Her nails score my back, urging me on and I pick up her thigh, hooking it against my hip, to get a better angle. I start moving inside her, her pussy grips me like a vise, and I know there’s no way I’ll last long. This is the first time I’ve been inside anyone since I left her. Just the thought alone has me picking up speed, my thrusts hard and fast. I feel my balls slap against her ass and she cries out, my name spilling from her lips. I feel the familiar tingle at the base of my spine, and my balls drawing up tight, so I reach down to rub her clit. I won’t go without her. Bringing my mouth to hers, I swallow the breathy moans leaving her lips. “C’mon baby, cum for me. Let me feel you.” I whisper against her lips. I slam inside her once more and I feel her come apart beneath me. Her orgasm squeezes around my cock, and I let go. Together we cum, our bodies perfectly in sync. I drop my body down on hers, wishing I could get even closer to her. Fuck, it never feels close enough. Moving inside her slowly, she milks every drop from my cock.
“God Ember. I fucking love you. Fuck, I love you so much.” Planting kisses all over her face, I draw a giggle from her lips. She looks like a goddess beneath me. Her cheeks heated and pink, all for me.
Still buried inside of her and I’m already thinking of having her again. As we lay there skin to skin, heartbeat to heartbeat, I thank God for the second chance He’s given me. There’s nothing in this world I wouldn’t do for Ember. Finally pulling out of her body, I press my lips against hers and then get off the bed. Walking to the bathroom to clean up. Grabbing a rag, I quickly run the warm water over it and clean myself off. I grab a separate rag for her and wet it. Walking into the bedroom I see her laid out in the bed, her hair mussed and she’s drifting off. I bring the rag between her legs and clean her off. Taking care of her is my number one priority in the world. I toss the rag aside and climb in beside her, pulling her into my arms. The storm still rages outside and I know immediately she’s asleep. Her chest rises and falls softly against my own. The storm rages on outside and my eyes drift shut. I doubt I’ll get a peaceful moment of rest, but if there was anything that would give me peace it’s this beautiful girl lying in my arms.
I wake up suddenly with the feeling of dread creeping up my spine and my body drenched in sweat. Fuck, I’m glad I woke up before the flashbacks started. I don’t want her to have to see that shit. I feel Ember stir beside me, snuggling in closer and sighing against my chest. I hate that this shit even touches her. I kick the sheet off and try to cool down. Her nipples harden against my chest with the sudden cool air and my mouth waters. My dick stirs to life and I reach over and lay her gently on her back. Her hair fanned out behind her makes her looks like a fucking dream. She never stirs as I spread her legs and run my tongue along her pussy. I take my time devouring her, and finally as I suck her tiny little clit into my mouth her hands find my head, pushing my face harder against her. Pulling back a fraction I look up at her and find her cheeks flushed and her chest heaving.
“Mornin’ baby,” I smirk and plant kisses along her thighs. Moving up her body I settle against her and tease her opening with my cock, barely pushing inside and then pulling back. Her moans against my ear give me exactly what I need and I spend the rest of the morning relearning her body in the best way.
Ember
Hale and I are sitting on the couch, watching Sons of Anarchy reruns and sharing a bowl ofCaptain Crunch at three in the afternoon. He kept me up until the sunlight began streaming in the windows and I am not complaining. Having him next to me doing something as simple as watching TV and eating Captain Crunch seems like a dream. It’s hard not to touch him constantly, when it feels like he could disappear in front of me.
“I’m going to keep the house, Hale. I know you’re working on your dad’s house, so I’ll talk with B and see if I can move in here and she can stay at the apartment. I don’t want to leave her with more of a burden than she can handle. Is that okay?” He smirks, “You don’t have to ask me Em. This is just as much yours as mine. I hope one day I’ll get you under the same roof as me, but we can take things at your pace. I know school and dance is going to be a lot.” He picks my hand up and kisses the palm.
“It’s not like you’ll be very far... It’ll be just like we’re in high school again. Minus the dry humping.” I laugh, giving him a playful shove.
“Nope, but a lot of fucking humping babe.” Good Lord.
Hale decided today that he wanted to take me on a real date. Things have been so hectic with Nan’s house and dance, especially with school starting up in a few days, it’ll be nice to have time together. I feel like there’s so much new to learn about him. Thanksgiving is tomorrow and I’m planning to cook a meal for him and B and Nashville. I know a few of Nan’s recipes and it’s just Hale and I. Neither of us have any family outside of each other. I tried to ask Hale where he was taking me tonight, but he’s tight lipped. The only thing he’s said is wear something comfortable and be ready by seven. I’ve been trying to unpack as many boxes as possible today to have some resemblance of organization. Everything’s strewn around and I can’t find half of the things I’m looking for. I decide on a simple cream sweater and a dark wash pair of jeans that go perfect with the brown riding boots I just miraculously pulled from a box. After stepping out of the shower, I take extra time to blow dry and curl my hair, letting it fall in long waves down my back. I sit down at the old cherry wood antique vanity that was passed down to Nan from great grandmamma to me, and take a moment to look at myself. My cheeks are flushed, my eyes are bright, and my skin looks healthy. It’s as if just having Hale near me brings out the best in me.
I hear footsteps behind me and I see Hale leaning against the doorway, watching me in the mirror. I was so lost in my head I didn’t even hear the front door open.
“I don’t know why you even put that shit on Em, you don’t need it,” he says, gesturing to the makeup that sits in front of me.
My cheeks heat at the compliment and I quickly swipe the lip gloss against my lips and stand. I pick up my purse and join him by the door.
“Flattery won’t get you anywhere mister.” I leave him standing there and sway my hips for affect. I hear his groan behind me. “Maybe we should just stay in and see a movie... I’m pretty sure there are a few spots on your body my tongue hasn’t touched.” He says as he comes up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist, nuzzling my neck.