Page 110 of Hard Rock Deceit

"I didn't understand it at first. A utopian society where everyone lived in peace, no pain or fear or suffering. It didn't sound all that bad. But there was also no love or joy. To get rid of the bad, they had to also get rid of the good. And I began to understand why you mightlikeit."

"A life without pain isn't worth living," he mused. "That's what I always told myself. If I hadn't experienced the loss I had, if I hadn't experienced suffering, I wouldn't be able to truly appreciate everything Idohave."

"I don't want to see you suffer anymore," I said. "I don't want to see youinpain."

"That part of my life is over," he said. "Now I can enjoy pleasure. Joy. Love." He gathered me in his arms. "If I had to go through all that shit just for a chance to meet you, for a chance to be with you, it wasworthit."

I buried my head in his chest, contemplating his words. August had been through so much. He'd experienced more suffering than most people ever did. And he'd only come out strongerforit.

"You're amazing," Itoldhim.

His lips pressed against mine once again. He tongue swiped for entrance. I succumbed with a sigh. My orgasm at his fingers had only ignited the flames inside me. I still wanted him. I wanted everything he had togiveme.

August rolled over and pinned me beneath him. As we kissed, he kicked off his jeans and boxers, and pulled my panties down my legs. When we were both naked, he leaned up to open a drawer in his bedside table, pulling out a foilpacket.

I placed my hand on his wrist,stoppinghim.

"I want—" I hesitated, blushing, and powered on. "I want to feel you, skintoskin."

His eyes burnedwithheat.

"Areyousure?"

"I'm on birth control. And I haven't been with anyone since wefirst…"

"Me neither," he said quickly. "And they tested me for everything in the hospital before mysurgery."

I took the foil square from his fingers and tossed it back in the drawer. I pulled him down into a kiss, spreading my legs to accept himintome.

His stiff length bumped against my thigh, the weeping head leaving a sticky wetness on my skin. I took him in my hand and guided him to my entrance. I was so wet, the tip was instantlyslick.

"I want you," I told him. "Justlikethis."

Our eyes locked. His pupils went wide and he groaned as he entered me, no barriersbetweenus.

He went slowly at first, with shallow motions. The pace drove me crazy. I rocked my hips, urging him to go faster and faster. The feeling of his flared head hitting that perfect spot inside me had sparks flying across my vision. I moaned with every thrust and gasped with every withdrawal. I dug my nails into his back and squeezed my eyes shut as pleasure began toovertakeme.

He growled low in his throat, and bit down on my neck one last time. I cried out and exploded, inner walls clamping down around his cock, and he followed me intobliss.

We shook together, bodies quaking, clutching each other tight. Bright, clear, ice-blue eyes locked onto mine as the pleasure slowly abated. I lost myself in them with a sigh, knowing that whatever our future held, whether it was more pleasure or more pain, we would face ittogether.

We would stay by eachother'sside.

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