A Different Divergent: Everyday Love

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Chapter 25

Tobias nimbly unlocks his old apartment, never taking his eyes off mine, and pushes the door open with his fingertips. He motions me inside with a nod of his head and locks it behind us. The loud click echoes throughout the nearly empty space, making the desire already running through my body even more profound. Every time I cross that threshold, it feels like I'm walking straight into our past. We have so many wonderful memories in this tiny apartment, especially ones from the very early days of our relationship. I look towards the empty spot that used to house our couch, and I vividly remember when he told me he loved me for the first time. I was shocked and overjoyed at the same time. I couldn't believe the man I had grown to love more than life itself actually felt the exact same way about me.

I jump a little when Tobias comes up behind me and sweeps my hair over my right shoulder. He puts his lips on the exposed skin just beneath my left ear and presses wet, open-mouthed kisses along my sensitive neck, making me shudder. He unhurriedly glides his hands up my body and cup my tender breasts, playfully tweaking my already puckered nipples with the lightest of touches through my bra and fitted tee. He bites down on the spot where my neck and shoulder meet, although not too hard, and I moan, long and low. I can't help but love the feel of his mouth and hands on my sensitive skin. His lips move across my shoulder, pressing kisses as he goes then all the way up to my ear again. The ultrasound pictures slip from my fingers and float to the floor. I'll get them later.

He draws my earlobe between his lips and sucks it gently at first but then gets more aggressive. Oh, God, that feels so good. I swear I feel each pull of his lips shoot straight between my thighs. I turn in his arms and look up at him. His gaze bores into mine, and I see his pupils dilate further. My mouth drops open, and I dart my tongue out to wet my lips. I squirm a little then press my thighs together firmly, trying to tame the ache that has taken up residence in my sex. I want him. No, I need him. Now! I practically launch myself at him, climbing him like a tree. He lifts me, and I tightly wrap my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. Our mouths meet in a long overdue kiss. My heart thrums against my ribcage as our lips, tongues, and hands move together hungrily. He moves us across the room and very gently lies me on the bed.

After a few more minutes of frenzied kissing, I tug at his skin-tight black t-shirt, pulling it up his chiseled body. He breaks our kiss long enough for me to yank it off over his head and toss it onto the floor, then his lips are on mine again. The kiss is tamer this time but only marginally. He runs the velvety tip of his tongue along the seam of my swollen lips, and I open my mouth for him. He thrusts his tongue inside, gliding it along mine. He rolls us until I'm on top then my shirt joins his on the floor. I sit up, reach around behind me, unclasp my delicate black lace bra, and let it slide down my arms. He lets out a contented sigh as he tosses the lingerie away then he runs his hands from where they are resting on my hips up to cup my aching breasts. He rolls the sensitive peaks a little too roughly between his thumb and fingers and I wince.

"Not so hard, Tobias," I say. He sits up so we are nose to nose, gives me an apologetic look, then a soft, chaste kiss.

"I'm so sorry, love," he says. "I guess I got a little overzealous." He wraps his arms around my waist and moves his head to my breasts. He laps at one nipple, soothing the incessant throbbing with his hot, wet tongue and then the other, and I find myself rocking back and forth over the rock-hard bulge straining against the zipper of his jeans, wishing we didn't have so many layers between us. He lets out a low, deep growl, and I can't help my smile. I love so much that I can turn him on.

"Do you like that, baby?" I ask as I run my fingers though his hair, my voice steady but rough with desire.

"Yeah," he moans, kissing his way up my body. His lips hungrily land on mine, then he twists us until I'm lying beneath him once again. When he breaks the kiss, he stares down at me. "You're so beautiful." He glides the backs of his knuckles down the side of my face.