Decipher | Watty's 2017

LII. Stauch

Before I even start this chapter, I would like to warn you one final time that there will be sexual elements in this book and it will be graphic. If you don't want to read it, then feel free to skip it. The only purpose of this chapter and the following ones of similar nature is to show the intimacy and growing of Luke and Melissa's relationship. Reader discretion is advised. This book is not rated mature, but I am confident that if you don't want to read that you will make your own decision. All the love!

Staunch

/stän(t)SH/

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loyal and committed in attitude

Melissa's POV

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Luke's gaze stayed focused on me as I found myself speechless from his heartfelt and vulnerable words. My body felt like it was on cloud nine as I stared into the beautiful blue eyes of the broken man I had come to adore. His entire attitude had done a complete one-eighty since I had been taken hostage in that horrible dungeon below the Central Office. Memories filled my mind slowly, causing me to shake my head slightly as my hand traveled up the thin, black material of his shirt that was separating his skin from mine.

Seconds later, the invisible barrier between us seemed to disappear as Luke's body pressed mine against the wall, causing me to groan in both pain and pleasure. The coolness of his lip ring could be felt against my chapped lips as his tongue smoothly swiped against my mouth, begging for entrance. My arms twined around Luke's neck as I happily obliged his pleads. The power he had over me was startling, but at the same time comforting as I allowed myself to be in his control fully.

His words buzzed and replayed in my head over and over as our tongues struggled for dominance. Shifting his hips slightly upward, he created the pressure that I had been craving for the past few weeks. I could feel the little self control I had stored within me begin to diminish more and more as I felt his hands roam my body, his mouth letting out gentle groans as he became familiar with every crevice and surface.

His feather soft touch left my body for a short moment as one hand repositioned itself on my waist and the other came in contact with my hair, tugging at it lightly. The assault continued trailing down my scalp and my back as I let out a gasp into our kiss. Even now with the barrier of my shirt between my skin and the pads of his fingers, my heart rate increased and the heat of my body climbed to new, unknown heights. As his hands continued lower and lower, the soft touch I was used to became relentless and passion filled until they stopped on the opposite hip as the other one.

My brain couldn't process the amount of bliss running through my system. Yes, he was being a bit rough, but despite just getting out of the purgatory I had just been in, I loved every minute of it. The way his lips fit perfectly with mine, the way his messy hair felt as my fingers tugged at it. His body and mine needed this. They needed to be reminded of the love and passion we felt for each other. They needed to feel how much we missed each other. And I was fine with showing him that.

His lips continued to shape against mine, parting mine easily as I gave him full power over me. My trust in him only grew as the moments went on and the heat in my body on intensified. His hands shift under my shirt, gently caressing my covered skin with his calloused fingers.

"I missed you so much," his raspy voice muttered as his lips tear from mine for only a second, his eyes finding mine for the first time since our lips had connected. His fingers gripped the thin material before flinging it to the floor with a soft noise before returning us to silence. My fingers grasped around his, gently tugging it upwards before he quickly disposes of that article of clothing as well.