I turned my face away from his, but he gripped my chin making me peer back up at him again. There was no fight left in me. I leaned my head back against the wall, glaring deep into his constricted pupils. We stared at each other for what felt like hours, both of us lost in our own darkness.
He rubbed my bottom lip with his thumb, licking away the blood from his own lips. For a moment, it felt good that I could cause him any pain. Even as minuscule as that for the suffering he put me through.
“I blamed you, Briggs,” he said out of nowhere, breaking my goddamn heart even more.
<>Austin<>
I wanted one minute to touch her, to look at her, to feel her, to hold her.
My other hand moved to the side of her face, lightly caressing her cheek. Slowly bringing down her walls. I angled my head to the side to take in her beauty as I placed some of the damp pieces of her hair that had fallen, behind her ears. Her eyes were immense. I had never seen them so big.
So soft…
So warm…
So smooth…
She remained still the entire time, giving up on her assault. Her arms fell slack to her sides, and her back was placed firmly against the wall. She didn’t move or speak, as if she was taking me in as well.
“From the second I heard the doctor say it was a miscarriage, I blamed you. I should have told you that day, but I didn’t want to hurt you any more than you already were. I knew you were hurting too. That’s the reason why I kept using. I felt so fucking guilty for feeling that way toward you. Baby, you don’t deserve that. I’m sorry. I love you more than anything in this world. You know that, Briggs.”
Her chest rose and descended with each second that passed. Tsunamis of emotions raged in her eyes, and with each stroke of my fingers against her sensitive skin, I got to see each one unfold.
I leaned in and caressed her cheek with mine, still running my finger along the crevices of her lips.
“I fucking love you. I’m sorry. Let me make it up to you. Let me make it all better,” I whispered, clutching onto the back of her neck, needing her closer to my chest.
To my heart.
I trailed my fingers from her lips to her chin, and down to her neck, moving them to the sides of her body. I wanted to look into her eyes like nothing else existed but her. She seemed so fragile in my arms, vulnerable and broken. The pain I caused was all-consuming, burning into my skin. She stared up at me, her eyes never strayed from my face the entire time I spoke. I felt them stabbing me everywhere.
I roughly clung onto the back of her neck again and brought her to me. She came without a fight, letting me hug her tight to my body. She fit me like a glove, made only for me. With my face on the side of hers, I glided my cheek along the crevice of her jaw, making my way along the side of her neck.
“Please, baby… please forgive me…”
I moved my lips to her mouth and kissed her. She didn’t push me away. Kissing me back softly. I had touched every last part of her, but in that moment, it felt like the first time. It was different.
We were different.
“I need to be inside you,” I whispered in between kisses.
I unbuckled my jeans, and pushed up her skirt, slowly pulling her panties down. I gripped onto the back of her thigh, placing it on my hip. My pants fell to the ground effortlessly, my hard cock sprung free. She still didn’t say a word.
“I love you… I love you so much. I’ll fix this. Us. I promise. I’ll go back to rehab. Whatever it takes, baby.”
Caging her in with my arms, I aligned my cock at her opening before plunging into her *. In one swift movement, I was deep inside her. Her breathing hitched.
She cried out not saying a word.
I gripped onto her thigh again, lifting it higher to hold her in place. I thrust in and out, groaning in approval. Fucking her slow like she loved.
“Does that feel good, baby?”
Every thrust inside her, she felt the mass of my body movement, inching her a little higher each time. I softly kissed her, taking my time with each stroke of my tongue as it entwined with hers. Savoring the velvety feel of my mouth claiming hers. I pushed in and out of her before I pulled away needing to look into her eyes.
I knew Briggs’ body better than she did. My fingers moved to her clit and she let out a soft moan, her resolve breaking with each stroke. Her * clamped down onto my cock, and I knew she was close. Her head fell back against the wall and her arms wrapped around my neck. I lifted her up, wanting her legs wrapped around my torso.
I fucked her harder and with more determination. Her heart was beating as fast as mine. I kissed her passionately with everything that was left inside of me. Needing her to understand my shame and remorse.
“Fuck, you feel good,” I growled out. “Come on my cock, baby. Please let me feel you come for me.”
She moaned, squeezing her thighs with her release. Taking me right along with her. I held her in my arms for what felt like hours, but I knew it had only been minutes. When I placed her back onto the ground, she immediately backed away from me. Her body trembling like she was in shock or something.