“Can I take you home?”
We were pushed to the limit, and it was high time we take this elsewhere.
“Take me home, please.”
He didn’t say another word, merely ushering me out of the bar before speed dialing Joe. In the space of ten minutes, I was in the back of the Range with his grip entwined with mine, never letting go. The ride didn’t take long, and once we got to my apartment, he didn’t bother turning on the lights before pulling me close to him.
“Come here,” he demanded then began demolishing my lips. He planted his hands on my hips, lifting me as I wrapped my legs around his body, kissing him back. Our lips became one, gentle but strong, hungered but measured.
“Take me to bed please,” I pleaded as my hands fevered to connect to his bare flesh, exploring his body like it was the first time I had lain hands on him.
River did as I asked, carrying me toward the bedroom without breaking our kiss. He then lowered me down the moment his legs hit the edge of the bed. Drowning in his sheer magnificence, he resembled like a beautiful dark angel descending upon me.
Undressing each other, we drank each other in, lost in our own time, in our own made-up world. Each kiss, each touch amplified thrice fold than before. He was slowly making love to me, and I could sense myself opening up to him. As if all the barriers, all the fight had evaporated into thin air. I felt it all—every fiber of his love, his pain, his hope that he proudly showed to me.
We rode the height of our passion without any pretenses. We were a man and a woman, the past all but forgotten as we came together, sealing our unity with a kiss. And when he fell on top of me, exhausted and asleep, I had never felt such completeness. A joy so intense, so overpowering that tears began to slide off the sides of my face.
“I love you, River.” The words caught me off guard. All the sleepiness immediately vanished as the words sank in. “I can’t be—”
Everything I had worked hard for, all that I had accomplished, all were for naught. The sex must have been driving me into such maddening thoughts. No. No! I wasn’t going to be weakened by any man, most especially River.
Here I had believed that I was no fool in love, but it was harder to fool my heart. It knew all along, and now this secret was something I dwelled to keep for as long as I was capable of hiding it.