Be Brave With Me

Chapter Twenty-One

What had they been doing all these years? When they could have been doing this all this time instead?!

In complete disbelief about all those years wasted, Theo groaned against her lips. Aura answered with a sweet sigh. Their tongues met.

All right. It was decided.

He would never again do anything else in his life but this.

He pulled her tighter into his arms, she arched her back to come even closer. He nipped on her bottom lip, she opened her mouth on a lush moan to welcome him.

He dove in. He needed to make up for all that lost time. He needed Aura closer. Not nearly close enough.

Lost in the moment, he led them back to the balustrade, glad to find some support and... oh, fuck.

Full body contact.

Aura rocked her hips against him, craving more of that glorious friction. "I need you closer. Not nearly close enough."

"Just my thoughts. We're on the sa... aargh. Fuck, Aura." He swallowed his own words in a helpless groan. She had hit just the spot there.

He grew light-headed as her lips returned to his. His blood rushed south to a more important place, leaving him unable to string together even one coherent thought. He only knew he was craving more.

And more. Closer. And more. Yes. There. And more.

His breaths turned shallow, and with his chest on fire, he dragged himself away from her to inhale some fresh oxygen.

Breathing. What a fucking waste of time.

Hungry for more of her, he ducked his head to kiss along her jaw, trail his lips below her ear and down her neck. Who needed oxygen when he could have more of her?

Under his caresses, Aura hummed with pleasure and looped her arms around his neck, all but climbing his body. Making it easier for the both of them, he lifted her up to sit on the balustrade and stepped between her legs. His lips returned to hers, and their kiss grew - impossibly - even more intense. Her hands were buried in his hair, her legs wrapped around him. Aura rocked him closer and closer and fucking closer against her core until he arched over her and-

Woah. He held her tight and eased them both back from the brink.

For a moment there, they had been flirting with the thrill of falling.

Theo peeked over her shoulder down the steep hillside spreading out beneath them. Like you would at the tip of the ten-meter-platform that you had to jump off of because you had mouthed off to your buddies.

Or in his case, his best friend - the girl he loved.

He moved back so he could help her off the balustrade. "Close call there, sunshine. But I've got you."

His brave, brazen Aura slipped straight out of his arms, though, to stay seated on the balustrade. With her hair tousled, her eyes glazed over, and her lips all puffy and pink, she looked like arousal - defined.

"What? No. C'mere." Her voice went up in smoke, and she reached out for him. "Come back. I need your hands on me. I need... you. All of you."

Her words sent fresh waves of blood into his groin. Pretty soon, there would be not a drop left in his head to keep him sane.

"Please?" she added, softly.

On the edge of that damn cliff, he was rolling onto his toes.