Lies That Bind (on hold temporarily)

Chapter Nineteen

S A R A

"And then there's you," I breathe, placing my hand on his chest as I look into his perfect baby blues. "And these last two weeks we've spent together have been so refreshingly normal and easy. When I'm with you I get to pretend for a little while that I'm a different person. That I'm not the cheater or the homewrecker or the girl who sleeps around because she's too afraid to get her heart broken again. I'm a better person when I'm around you. I can feel myself starting to fall in love with you and that scares the fucking shit out of me."

SHIT.

My hand smacks over my mouth, my stomach flipping when I realize what I've just admitted to James. He looks back at me with his lips parted as his face contorts from that of happiness to confusion and then to something entirely unreadable.

He cups my cheeks and leans his forehead against mine, his breathing uneven as his chest heaves up and down.

"James, I-"

He cuts me off by kissing me softly. His mouth moving against mine slowly, savoring every second our lips are pressed together, almost as if he's afraid it'll be the last time he ever gets to kiss me. His tongue sweeps over my bottom lip, nudging its way inside to tangle with mine and my hand fists in his shirt, needing to be closer.

He scoops me up, making sure our lips never part, and my legs instinctively wrap around his waist as he carries us over to the bed and gently lays me down, letting his body hover over mine.

His finger hooks under the strap of my dress and carefully peels it down, exposing my bare chest, my nipples tightening at the sudden change in temperature.

I sigh when he breaks our kiss, instantly missing the feel of his lips on mine and his sweet, whiskey-laced taste. He trails kisses down my neck and chest, sending chills down my spine and then circles his tongue around my nipple before sucking it into his mouth.

My hand slips under his shirt and I drag my nails along his back, earning a groan as his cock strains in his sweats and flexes against my core.

He slowly peels off the other strap, his breathing heavy as he kisses between my breasts and then lets his mouth close over my other nipple while his hand works to push up my dress. He lightly brushes his fingers over my core, feeling the wetness through my panties and he pulls back, my nipple leaving his mouth with a pop.

I squirm with need on the bed beneath him as he pushes himself up and tugs his shirt over his head, finally giving me a look at his perfectly sculpted abs. I sit up and run my hands down his stomach, his muscles tensing under my fingertips before he leans down and claims my lips once more.

Our kiss deepens, his tongue dancing with mine again as he grips the bunched up material of my dress and pulls it down my legs before going back for my panties. He tosses them across the room before quickly pushing his pants and boxers off, letting his cock spring free. My lips part and my eyes flutter closed as he stares down at me while he pumps his length in his hand and I run my fingers over my clit.

He leans down and trails kisses up my neck and across my cheek, his length heavy and twitching against my stomach.

"J-james," I choke out, my voice breathy and filled with need.

His hips shift back and he closes his mouth over mine as he grabs the base of his cock with one hand and eases himself inside, both of us moaning as he stretches me.

He sinks in little by little, keeping his mouth on mine to swallow my gasps and moans, until he's fully sheathed in me. He pulls away from our kiss and looks deeply into my eyes, letting out shaky breaths.