“Fuck no.”
“And I am just supposed to trust that?”
“I mean, I would hope you would but if you can’t, I completely understand why.” His eyes look into mine softly.
“Can I ask another question?”
“You can ask as many as you need.”
“How do you feel about me?” I sigh knowing how fucking juvenile I sound, “I mean you told me before you were falling for me–”
“Am.” He interjects.
“What?”
“You saidwere,as if my feelings are in the past, but my feelings for you are very much here…in the present. So…correction, Iamstill falling for you.”
“I–”
“I never stopped thinking about you.” He grabs my hips, pulling them flush with his. “Every day it hurt to not be the one that whisked you away from that fucking place. To not be theone who was comforting you, to not be able to talk to you and just be here for you.”
I looked into his eyes trying to find some sort of falseness, but there was nothing but raw emotion in his gaze, his voice, in the look he was giving me. Like he was pleading with me to believe him.
“You don’t have to believe me right now. I’ll just keep proving myself. Over and over again, for as long as you need me to.”
“I want to believe you.” I whisper. Nothing was more true than those five words. I wanted to believe these feelings towards him weren’t crazy and delusional.
“And I’ll give you all the time you need to figure out that I mean every fucking word I say.”
“I wanted you here so badly. And I know I probably sound crazy for wanting you to be here when I barely know you and my feelings are all over the place.”
“If you sound crazy.” He lowered his lips to my ear, “Then I must sound like a fucking mad man because I have craved this, right here, for so damn long. I don’t need to know you for months or years to know that I want you, Elliott. Every damn piece.”
Goosebumps erupt over my body as he pulls his face away, his cheek drags across my skin as his lips come to hover over mine. I inhale sharply at the ghost-like contact. My whole body begs for him to slam his full lips against mine, but he doesn’t, he just stays there like that. His eyes dart between mine.
“Elliott?” He whispers in a husky tone.
“Yes?”
“Is this–”
I slam my lips on his, not giving him a second to guess if he’s allowed to kiss me ever again. Not giving myself the chance to overthink this moment any longer. I just want to savor it allow myself to feel something other than worry or pain. All I want is his lips on mine for as long as I am still breathing. He groans, deepening the kiss as he pushes his hips into me. I feel the length of him grinding into me and I can’t stop the way I suck in a sharp breath at the contact.
“I take that as you’re okay with this?”
“Kameron…” I say pulling my lips from his.
“I need to hear it, I need to hear you say you want this. That you are okay with this.” His eyes are pleading for me to understand. “I need you to be in control of this moment and it needs to be whatyouwant.”
“I want this.” I reassure him, “I want you, Kam.”
He doesn’t waste another second as he slams his lips back onto mine. His hands grasp my hips, pushing me to lay on my back as I spread my legs for him to nuzzle himself in between them. He deepens the kiss as he lets the weight of himself press into me.
“Fuck, can you say that again for me?” He kisses up my neck, bringing his lips to my ear, “Tell me again how much you want me, gorgeous.”
His voice growls the words and a shiver breaks through me. I have never wanted anything more than this right now. “I want you, Kam.Please.”
“Fuck.You sound so good begging for me, El.”
