Page 75 of Healing Conviction
After meeting his eyes for three seconds she slammed them shut again. She tried to tug him in, but he thrusted so hard she yelped. Instead of pulling back out, he stayed buried deep inside. A frustrated growl erupted from her chest.
“Drake,please. I’m so close. Please move!”
“I don’t fucking care how close you are, Pix. I’ll take you to the edge and back again all night until you look in my eyes while I make you come.”
Ithurtto deny him this. Her heart ached, but she had to hold something back. If she gave every piece of her, there was no way to take them back whenever she’d have to make herself whole all over again. It’d taken so long before she wouldn’t be able to survive it with Drake.
Make me, please.
She silently begged, knowing she couldn’t do it herself. His hand gripped her entire throat and squeezed before taking her lips in his.
You’re everything.
The words he’d used earlier scratched at her throat to say back at him, but fear and terror overrode like muscle memory. Even as she wanted to tug him closer, when his tongue caressed the seam of her lips, she grew stiff under his arms until his soft lips left hers.
He tightened his grip until the need to gasp for air made her eyelids snap open on reflex. Her eyes finally held his, and he began to move again at a faster pace.
“I know you want me. I know you feel this. I don’t know why you’re afraid to admit that to yourself, but I will fuck the admission out of you if I have to.”
Panic that she’d have to moan her truth had her rolling her lips inward, biting them so hard she could feel her heartbeat in them. Her brain told her to look away, but his grip grew painful as he forced her head in his direction.
Yes, please. Keep going.
“Nora, goddamnit, fucking look at me.”
His hand let in precious air, but after one gulp, she slapped her hands over his and squeezed. If he made her look at him, it wouldn’t be enough, but it would be as much as she could give right then. She couldn’t do more. Not yet. His confusion made him slow, but she nodded and forced her eyes to stay on him as she took small sips of breath.
“Please… I can’t. But I want to. Make me. Please.”
His disappointment tore at her soul as it reflected in the flames in his eyes, but he nodded and tightened again. She was nearly wheezing, but her eyes were on his. The moment was so intense, the emotions forced a tear from her as her entire body began to convulse. Her inner walls fluttered at the promise of coming again. She clawed down his back as pleasure racked her body. All the while her eyes met his, and she hoped that he could see everything she couldn’t say.
Thrusting into her at a punishing speed, she tried to match him until she couldn’t take it anymore. She cried out his name, past the pressure on her neck, while he used the hold he had on her throat and hip for leverage to move her up and down his cock.
A loud roar echoed through the trees until she realized he was calling out her name as he ground into her heat and came inside her in hot jets. Watching him pour everything into her made her chest heave against him. With every rocking motion, he drew yet another spasm from her, sending her into spiraling bliss.
When he was finally spent, he caught himself from collapsing against her. An overwhelming feeling of security flowed through her as he wrapped his arms underneath her back and hugged her close. They breathed in sync a few breaths before she returned the embrace. Palming her ass and tugging her against him, he pushed inside her impossibly farther before he flipped them over.
She panted on top of him, the cool air kissing her skin again before he wrapped his arms around her, protecting her from the chill. He caressed down her back before resting his hands on her ass cheeks and kneading them gently as he kept up small thrusts.
This was the most intimate she’d ever been with anyone. Usually she jumped up and was on to the next, whatever that may be. But leaving was the last thing she wanted at the moment. Eventually she felt him softening within her and she cursed her inner muscles for trying to push him out.
His hand fit underneath her chin and lifted her up by her neck to meet his eyes. She waited for the panic to set in, but she was only delirious with pleasure.
“Why don’t you look at me, Pix?”
She winced but kept his gaze as she told him the truth. He deserved that at least.
“It’s too much, Drake. You. Me. It scares me. This—” She rested her right hand over his heart before freeing her neck from his grasp. Propping herself up, she placed his hand over her own thundering heart. “This scares me. I’ve never felt anything thismuchbefore. I know how lost I got once, when I never felt half this. I’m afraid of losing myself again.”
His eyes softened as he brushed her hair back from her forehead. “Nora, you make me a fucking mess. I know you didn’t know me before I got shot, but I never used to be such a sappy son of a bitch. I’m sure as hell making up for lost time now.”
The returned confession soothed some of the terror in her mind, but she had to ask. “Does it… does it scare you? How you feel?”
“The only thing I’ve ever been scared of is losing you.” The hand over her heart added pressure. “But even knowing that the way I feel might scare you away, I also know if I don’t give you everything—if I don’t give you all of me—I wouldn’t blame you for not trusting me. I’ll regret losing you more if I had more left to give.”
A small tear burned her eye before it escaped. She wiped it away and gasped as his cock slipped all the way out of her, his cum escaping with it.
His growl underneath her made her lift her head to see the flare of possession filling his eyes. He pushed his cock back inside her, pumping lightly until she was moaning and he was hard enough to stay inside. His big arms wrapped around her, pulling her tight against his chest as he whispered against her forehead.