Don't Let Me Fall

Chapter 9

I didn't stop him when he knelt in front of me, his knees sinking into the dirt with a muffled thud as his attention turned somewhere lower than it had been just a few moments before. 

"Is this okay?", he asked me, tearing his eyes up to mine and waiting for the go-ahead I couldn't remember ever giving to any guy before. 

They'd always just taken. But not this one. 

All I could manage was a small nod, eyes flitting towards the sky as I waited for what the muscles in my stomach so desperately anticipated. 

Instead, I felt a pinch on my wrist, his hand still clamping them together as he pushed out, "I need to hear you say it, Meg. Tell me this is okay. Tell me you want this."

Thank God it was dark, because blood filled my cheeks as I breathed, "I want this, Caden. I want you."

At this, he groaned, fingers pelting my skin with his burning touch as I felt the button on my jeans loosen. Heard the zip pull down.  

Felt the coldness of the air wrap around my thighs. 

I squeezed my eyes shut when his fingers brought down that last scrap of fabric, unable to meet the eyes staring into mine when he could finally see all of me. 

When he could see how much I wanted him. 

"Meg," his voice floated through my shame, gravelly and deep as he breathed, "I need to see you eyes. Please, Meg. Show me your eyes, baby."

This man and his needs. 

The moment my eyes crashed into his, he gave me what I so deeply craved, euphoria exploding and shuddering through my body as his tongue glided and his fingers sent shocks up my nerves. All the while holding steady to my gaze. Never once breaking eye contact, even when I cried out, gasping as his fingers slid into me. 

My core gripped his slow, steady pace as he stared up at my face, watching as I released breath after breath, moaning with pleasure every time his fingers drew further into me. 

"Caden...." I moaned, gripping the dishevelled strands of his hair with my fingers as my mind lost all sense of balance.

"What, baby?" he asked, breaking away and giving me his undivided attention, fingers rolling over my centre, pupils dilated as he met my eyes with concern. 

"I..I - I need.." I gasped, unable to bear the sight of him kneeling before me, his face so dangerously close to the part of me that was currently burning for him. 

"Tell me what you need, baby. Let me know, Meg." he whispered in a gravelly voice, his wide palms brushing against the back of my exposed thighs as I gasped at the warmth f his contact. 

"You're so fucking beautiful, baby." he whispered, resting his chin against my stomach as he let me find the words I needed to say.

"I need you...closer. I need you, Caden." I forced the plea through my teeth, tilting my head towards the stars above us as my cheeks flamed a bright red. 

And then.. suddenly, his fingers were out of me. The abrupt lack of them caused a tremor to run through my body, and I whimpered in protest as the cool night air tickled my skin. 

Moments later, I felt his fingers grip my chin, tugging it down as he opened his mouth to kiss me roughly, tongue assaulting mine with an urgency that melted any rational thought in me. 

"I thought I told you to look at me." he confronted me, lips mere millimetres from mine as his other hand drifted across my collarbone, lingering over my pulse achingly slow before travelling down to my bare legs, my pants forgotten somewhere on the forest floor beneath me.