Page 70 of Beneath the Blue Moon

***Casey***

Everything’ll be fine. The first time he told me

that, I believed him; I felt it in my bones. Not this time. This time, I know

nothing will ever be “fine” again. He loves me. I love him. According to his

mother, that doesn’t matter because I’m not good enough for him. Well, tonight

I am. Tonight, I am his and he is mine. Tonight. Just for tonight.

I unbuckle my belt then reach behind me to unzip my dress.

When I slide the straps down my arms, he sits up, wraps his arms around me, and

buries his face in my bosom. As I run my fingers through his hair, he stares up

at me with sad eyes. He wants to fix the situation, but can it be fixed? Helena

was clear about her intentions… crystal clear. A mother knows best—that’s what

Mom used to tell me. Helena’s right; he deserves better. Time for me to stop

being selfish. Again. I hope he’ll understand.

Why did I tell him I love him? It’s only going to make walking

away harder. But I do love him. I guess having to choose has made me realize

what my feelings are. I love him and I’m going to show him how much. If you

love something, let it go, right? Maybe I jinxed myself with that song. Maybe I

should have knocked harder on that wood.

Removing my bra, I toss it aside. As he takes my nipple into

his mouth, his mother’s words echo in my head.

Blinded by you and your tits.

I tug his shirt over his head then push him back against the

pillows. I run my fingers up his chest, cradling his face as I lean in for a

kiss. Reaching between us, he slips his fingers beneath the waistband of my

panties. The strange tingling in my tummy intensifies. With a roll, he places

me on the bed beneath him. He leaves my lips to plant soft kisses down my neck,

across my chest, and down to my breasts. Brushing the pad of his thumb against

the right, he pulls my left nipple into his mouth.

“Ethan….”

He moans, moving down to my stomach, trailing wet kisses

while pulling my dress down. His lips skate over my thighs, following the path

of my dress. With my clothes discarded, he removes his jeans and boxers. I

stare at his magnificent physique, trying to memorize every inch of skin. He

kneels between my legs, gazing down at me, so much love in his eyes. It just

breaks my heart.

“I promise I won’t let anyone hurt you. I can’t help you if

you won’t talk to me, Casey.”

“You are helping.”

I hook my thumbs in my panties, pushing them over my hips.

He pulls them the rest of the way down, dropping them on the floor. I bend my

knees, as he positions himself above me.

“Are you sure you’re up for this?” he asks.

“Yes. I’m okay.”

“No, you’re not. I know I hurt you.”

“I’m fine.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, Ethan… Please.”

Staring into my eyes, he pushes inside me, slowly and

carefully. He’s watching for my reaction, so I do my best to hide the pain. I

wrap my legs around him, pulling him to me to distract him. He moans, burying

his face in my neck as he begins to move. This is the last time I’ll have him

like this, so I hold him close.

“I love you, Casey.”

I love you, Ethan.