Road Trip Ch 03

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It took a while to register that moved. His fingers traced teeth impression made on his shoulder, hesees the beginnings of a bruise. His stomach turned, regret boiling in it. It's never laid a hand on awoman in his life, he had certainly never bitten one. He could not remember how to do it, he was soswept up in his lust, his mind - body - mad with desire for her.

What else could I do?

Images flooded his mind. He holds her down so she could not move. Pulling her bare before him,while he remained fully clothed. Making her to tell him what she wanted. Pulling hair. God, what hesaid. He never used words like that. He always proud to treat women with the utmost respect. Heswallowed hard. Even guilt wash over him, he felt stirring between his legs in mind and he hatedhimself for it.

She looked at him, he said. He felt her gaze. He instructed his eyes to meet hers, afraid of what theysee there. If you will be angry or disgusted or scared. He does not know how to handle any of it. Asharp pain went through his heart when he saw how she looked worried. He dropped his forehead torest on his back, kissing softly bite.

"I'm so sorry, Eve," he murmured into her skin.

She shook her and turned her in his arms.

"What are you talking about?" she asked cautiously.

His fingers found a brand and squeezed lightly. She did not respond.

".. I bit you," he said regretfully. "I never saw anything like this before in my life, I swear that's thelast thing I ever wanted to do was hurt you -".

"Oh, my God," she said, looking amused. "Are you kidding? It was so hot."

"What is?" He stared at her.

Cheeks turned pink and looked down at her chest, where her fingers were tickling elastic hair.

"You do not have to apologize for it - any of it," she said.

"But -" He stopped, surprised. "But - I do not want you to feel like I do not respect you."

"I do not feel disrespected," she said calmly.

"But -" he repeated stupidly. "Why?"

She lifted one shoulder in a shrug, she tilted her head and looked at him.

"I do not know, it made me feel a need ... - .. You wanted me so much that you just took, and I washelpless to do anything about it," she said shyly.

He looked at her, still confused.

"It means that you can lose respect for me?" she asked in a low voice.

"No," he said emphatically, pulling her to him. "No, I think you're amazing." He pressed his face intoher hair, took a deep breath. "I just got scared - it's never been for me."

"I liked it. Never would have thought that I wanted so much," she said. "Promise me you will not ratme a feminist nation or something."

He chuckled. "What do they know, anyway?" He hooked a finger under his chin, so that their eyesmet. "It was amazing," he whispered.

She nodded, smiling dreamily, he stuck his head in the crook of his neck.

"It's never been for me, either," she whispered so softly that it was barely audible.

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Early morning light filtering through the thin hotel sheers to Eve grin. She narrowed her eyes at thewindows, trying to gather the energy to get up and close the heavy curtains. Without moving she feltpain in her limbs and muscles, delicious pain of being thoroughly satisfied. She turned and pressedher face into Will's chest, breathing him in. He was warm and musky. His hands instinctivelytightened around her and she glanced at him.

He was still asleep, his hair adorably tousled, his features relaxed. The corners of his mouth in acryptic smile turned slightly. She put a finger to his chin, curling it in his beard, he studied his face.Wondering how it could look like with dignity, even in sleep, especially after last night.

Her whole body blushed at the memory. She told him the truth; loved every second. Still not quiteunderstand her reaction, she could not help restless peddling her if there was something wrong withher that she liked it very much. Hoping he meant when he said that he did not think her less. Shedeliberately set aside their fears. Nothing ever felt so good.

bar is set impossibly high, she thought dizzily.

The smile that started to grow on the lips instantly disappeared. Knowing that no one else wouldprobably compare was disheartening. It is set in it, as if their contact can extend what it was. How isshe going to get out of that? From him? She knew it was inevitable. Maybe not today, but very soon.By even care? Maybe it was just a fling, some reintroduction into the single life, now that his wifeleft him. What felt when he kissed her, it was when he held her - it was so strong, so powerful.

It might just be her. Is that so? she asked herself. It must mean something .

She was relieved when he opened his eyes to find her immediately. It seemed to come out of sleepfully aware without any fuss or needing time to focus. Their eyes met his gaze calmed her. She againfelt irrespective was . She had no name for it, but it felt comforting connection, trust, astoundingmiracle of it all.

It will be fine. It will be okay.

Mantra is repeated in the brain, and she smiled at him.

"Hey," he said quietly.

"Hi," she said, her fingers tangling in his beard playfully.

He gave her a slow smile, heavy with the sense that it felt right to its core.

"How are you feeling?" he asked.

"I feel great," she said with a smile. "You?"

He laughed and hugged her to him and kissed his forehead fall.

"There are no words, Eva. No words."

She laughed, a little bite chest. He jumped up and pinched her answer. She looked up in time to seehis face grow sober.

"What are you doing now?" he asked.

She left with a dreamy sigh.

"Well, I got to meet girls at brunch -. We were going to spend the day together then maybe dinnerand more dancing if you want to join us," she said teasingly.

He laughed shortly.

"That's not what I had in mind," he said quietly.

Cupping her face as she pushed her face into his chest so she could see his eyes, pale, muted blue.

"What are you doing? - About us ..." he said hesitantly.

"Aha."

us. Eva bit her lip nervously, knowing that he could not avoid the topic.

"What are you doing?" she asked uncertainly.

He looked at her tenderly, running his thumb over her bottom lip. She forced herself to maintain eyecontact, trying to mask his anxiety, able to see him, choosing his words carefully.

"I do not know ... I know I do not wanna say goodbye to you, I can tell you that much," he said, hisvoice thick with emotion. "Besides -" He paused and shook his head slightly, looking uncertain.

"Yeah. Besides," she said quietly, excitement and disappointment battle each other in it.

"Would you go with me to Sturgis?" he said suddenly.

Her head jerked in surprise.

"Come with you - really?" she said.

"You wish," he said, almost shyly. "Rally is not until August, so there is still time to see Georgia oranywhere else you would like to go."

He looked at him.

"You want me to meet you there?" she asked, confused.

"Well - well, not not, if you wanted to do it, but that's not what I meant ... I mean -" He sighed infrustration, looking at her helplessly.

"You, my dear, effectively destroyed my ability to communicate," he said, only partly in jest.

She chuckled. He stroked her brow, nodded slowly as his eyes followed his finger trailing down herface. Her throat went dry, overwhelmed by the intensity of his gaze. She cleared her throat, trying toconcentrate.

"So ... do you want with me in Georgia? And then go to Sturgis together?" she asked, trying to soundcasual, while her heart bounced excitedly chest.

"For Georgia, Alaska, where. Want to go with you, period." He smiled hesitantly. "If that's what youwant."

She smiled at him.

"I'd like you to come with me," she said.