“Don’t then,” I plead.
He leans in and presses a lingering kiss to my lips. “I love you,” he whispers. “I love you so fucking much. I’m done keeping the words buried within. I love you.”
Silas wraps his arms around me and turns us over, so I’m lying on top of him, and I can’t help but giggle as I push myself up against him. I look into his beautiful emerald eyes, my heart racing. “I love you so much more, Silas.”
He smiles at me, and I lean in to kiss that smile right off his face. He’s right. This is a moment I’ll remember for the rest of our lives.
ChapterTwenty-One
Silas
The last couple of weeks have flown by in a daze of happiness overshadowing our sorrows. There are nights Alanna still cries herself to sleep, and more often than not, she dreams of her father, waking herself up with the force of her tears. Despite that, our days are filled with happiness and hope for the future we’re working towards.
I was worried she’d lose her spirit, but she hasn’t. Whenever she gets discouraged, she adds something to her digital scrap book depicting our life together. My crazy girlfriend has already picked out our home and our car, as well as the color scheme for all of it. I can’t wait to someday sit in a living room of our own, her vision come to life.
I check my watch as I head to our room. Alanna should be back any time now. We’ve managed to coordinate her shifts at the supermarket with my work, and we’ve gotten into a good routine. During the day, she goes to school and I attend my lectures, and afterwards we both go to work. As much as we can, we leave our evenings open for each other. We’re blessed that we have Ricardo’s support. While our circumstances aren’t ideal, it could’ve definitely been much worse. We’ve made sure to count our blessings as we work toward a better future.
“Si!”
She walks into our room and smiles at me, her eyes shimmering with love. This will never get old. I’ll never tire of seeing her after a long day.
Alanna runs up to me, and I catch her as she jumps into my arms. Yeah, this willneverever get old. She wraps her legs around my waist, and I turn around with her in my arms, pushing her up against the bedroom door as my lips find hers. She moans against my lips, her body moving against mine as I kiss her, taking my time with her.
“Did you know? Iwasstarting to feel a little tired,” I murmur against her lips in between kisses.
Alanna giggles and captures my bottom lip between her teeth teasingly. “Then let me recharge you.” She threads her hand through my hair and grips tightly, her touch possessive as she deepens our kiss. Alanna’s hands move over my back, her fingers slipping underneath my t-shirt. Things have been moving fast between us lately, and I know she wants more, but I’m worried she’s using lust as a distraction from her grief, and I don’t want her to regret anything between us. I want her to take her time and be really sure. I have every intention of spending the rest of my life with her, so I can wait as long as she needs me to if it means we’re building a solid foundation.
I tear my lips off hers reluctantly and drop my forehead to hers, my breathing ragged. “I desperately need a shower, baby.” A cold one, preferably.
I put her down carefully, and she looks at me through narrowed eyes for a moment, but then she nods. I disappear into the bathroom instantly, my heart racing. This woman will be the death of me, without a doubt. How much longer can I resist her? I want to take my time with her and let her experience every step of a relationship slowly, one after another, butfuck. I want her so fucking badly. It was only last week when I made her come on my fingers for the very first time. I’ll need to be muchmuchmore patient.
I let my eyes fall closed as I wrap my hand around my cock, images of Alanna flooding my mind. I don’t think she realizes what it does to me to have her in my space like this. Seeing her wearing my t-shirts, falling asleep with her in my arms, kissing her whenever I please. Then there’s the way she’s touching me lately, her hands wandering every time I make out with her. I thought I’d die when her fingers wrapped around my cock last night. Just one touch, and I’m ready to burst.
I freeze when the bathroom door opens, my hand still wrapped around my cock. Alanna pushes the shower curtain aside, and my heart skips a fucking beat when I find her standing in front of me, naked.
“What are you doing?” she asks, her eyes on my hands. “Do you need some help with that?”
She steps into the shower wearing a nervous expression, her touch hesitant as she places her palms flat against my chest.
“Ray, what do you think you’re doing?”
She smiles up at me, and my heart starts to race. “Forcing you to give in,” she whispers. “I’ve been trying to seduce you for a while now, but every time I think I’ve convinced you, you pull away.”
She inhales deeply, as though she’s gathering her courage, and then she pushes her body flush against mine.
Fucking hell. She’s really testing my patience today, huh? “What exactly is it you’re asking for, baby?”
She glares at me. “You’ll really make me say it?”
I smile at her and wrap my arms around her, pulling her against me, my cock pressing against her stomach.
Alanna looks up at me, her gaze pleading. “Si,” she whispers.
I smirk and turn us around so I’ve got her pressed up against the wall. Alanna’s eyes are filled with so much passion that I swear I could come just looking at her. The girl of my dreams, wet and naked, water droplets running down her breasts. She’s so fucking beautiful, and she has no idea how much power she holds over me.
I grab her wrists and pin them above her head. “Keep them there,” I order.
She nods and bites down on her lip as I grab some soap and lather it in my hands. Watching her chest rise and fall, her nipples rock hard for me. Yeah, she has no idea what she’s doing to me.