His innocent obsession

Chapter 10

"What did I do?"  My brows pinch holding onto his wrists.

"What do you mean?  You didn't do anything?" He hangs his head, as tears roll down his cheeks. "Jackson, what's happening?  Look at me."  He looks so broken at this moment, and all I want to do is fix him.  But I don't know where to start. He looks up at me with blood shot eyes.

"I lost control Abby.  I promised you I'd never do that.  I could've hurt you."  I climb on him like he's a tall tree,  wrapping my arms around the back of his neck.

"Jackson, look at me.  I loved every second of it.  You had control the whole time.  You wouldn't have hurt me."  His eyes soften when I caress his cheek.

"I don't like that you saw that disgusting part of me."

"If what we did makes you disgusting, then I am too because I'm the wettest I've ever been.  That was fucking hot." 

"You weren't scared?"  I giggle at the fact that he thinks he could scare me. "What?" I shake my head.

"There is nothing you could do to scare me.  We all have sides of ourselves that we hide from people.  And then we meet that one special person who brings it out in us.  That one person who wants to see all of our sides.  I pushed you tonight because I knew it was there.  I wanted to see this side of you.  I love you Jackson.  I want every side of you." 

"But that side is dark Abigail. It can consume me. I don't want it consuming you too."  I look up through my lashes pulling myself closer.

"I'm already consumed by you Jackson. This love is all consuming." He brushes hair from my face behind my ear and cups my jaw. "For the past week when you weren't around I felt like I couldn't breathe. I couldn't eat. My mind was filled with nothing but thoughts of you."

"It has been that way for me since the first day I saw you come down those stairs." My heart races at his confession. "I've just been holding that side of me back for so long. You've  seen bits and pieces. But I've never let it go any further than holding your throat." He watch his hand slide down from my jaw to my neck. The feel of his fingers wrapping around it wakes every nerve in my body.

"H-how much further do you want it to go?"  His grip on my neck tightens pulling my face to his.

"A lot further my baby." My breathing hitches and all I want to do is relieve the ache between my legs. There truly is something wrong with me.

"Does it mean there's something wrong with me then? Because I like it when you take control of me?" He quickly lets go of my neck and cups my face pressing kisses all around my face.

"No, my baby. Of course not. You're perfect. "

"Then why was what we did so wrong?" He opens and closes his mouth a few times. I give a gentle nod, letting him know I'm listening. He sighs but finally speaks.

"It's not wrong. I was wrong. I should've told you how I can get. And explained why I get that way. I should've asked you if you were okay with the things I did before I did them. There's a lot to navigate and discuss. And we have to pick a safe word. That way I know I'll never go too far and do something you aren't okay with and ensure you don't get hurt." The words spew from his mouth like a fountain. This is why I'm not scared. This is how I know he will never hurt me. I hug him tight and bury my face in his neck. Hiking me up he holds me tight as he stand with me in his arms. He sits me on the bed to pick up my discarded clothes off the floor.

"Unicorn." He turns to me arching his brow.

"Huh?" His confused face makes me giggle.

"My safe word. It'll be unicorn." He chuckles walking back to me. I put my hands up when so he can put my shirt on.