Chapter 14

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Isaac

Having my Angels plump lips pressed against mine didn't only feel as amazing as the first time, it felt even better, knowing she was the one who had initiated it.

I didn't waste any time debating whether this was wrong or right – I already knew it was wrong. I didn't waste any time wondering what would happen after this. I didn't waste any time to think at all. I only wanted to feel. So, I kissed her back. Fiercely. Hungrily. The knot in my abdomen growing painfully strong.

Her hands reached my hair, and she tugged. I moaned in response. God, it felt good! So, so good! I let my hands find their way down her slim waist, exploring her body – something I had dreamt of doing for three years. Reaching her mid-thigh, where her nightdress ended, I was rewarded with her soft, warm skin. I let my hand stay there, making slow, longing circles on her outer thigh, but the desire inside me just kept growing until it reached a painful limit.

"Isaac," she moaned. They way my name rolled off her tongue while moaning did strange yet wonderful things to my body.

My tongue prodded her lower lip, desperately asking for entrance. Desperately needing to take this further. I knew this was wrong, on so many levels, but I couldn't help what I felt. And let me tell you, the feeling was beyond amazing. It was epic.

My Angel granted me access by parting her lips and soon our tongues played and teased each other, making me oh-so-hard. I bet she could feel my throbbing friend pressed against her thigh, but I didn't retract my body. In fact, I was desperate to let her to know how much I wanted her. To let her to know how much I loved her.

Wait a minute! I haven't told her that yet, have I?

It was hard to think a coherent thought while kissing her like this. But I had to tell her. I didn't think I would survive if she ran away from me again. No, I had to tell her. But Jesus Christ, it felt good kissing her like this! Maybe I could tell her first thing in the morning... No, no, I had to tell her n – she teasingly bit down on my lower lip. I felt it all the way down to my toes and groaned in response.

Maybe I could wait just a little bit longer... No! Don't you dare mess this up again! I angrily scolded myself. With all the strength I could muster, I reluctantly broke the kiss. "Audie," I whispered huskily.

"Hm?" She hummed before recapturing my lips. God damn she was a good kisser... No, no, I had to talk to her, right now!

"Audie wait, Audie," I mumbled between the kisses, unable to stop myself from kissing her back. It was so fucking frustrating, having to stop when all I wanted was to continue.

She finally stopped kissing me, but replied with a puppy dog look, apparently not wanting to stop. She looked so darn cute. "What?" She asked, still wearing that expression. Fuck me... or more like, let me fuck you, please.

"We need to talk about this," I stated seriously, at the same time creating some very much needed space between us. She looked away, seeming embarrassed. I place my hand under her chin and gently forced her to look at me. Her eyes held the very foundation of uncertainties, and she didn't seem to know what to say. I knew I was the one who had to talk first. "Well..." I began, "first of all, I want you to know that this is not some sick game of mine or anything..." I stated. "Yes, I know the situation is sick, but I care about you..." I drew in a deep breath. "I mean, I really care about you Audie, and I have for a long time..." I said sincerely, meeting her searching gaze head on.

I wanted to tell her that I loved her, it drove me crazy how much I actually loved her, but my mind didn't seem to find the words. A part of me didn't want to risk this by saying it already, and have her run away again. It told me to take baby steps.

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