Leading Her from the Darkness

CHAPTER 21

*Cough* Sexual Content. NSFW

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When we finally make it to Dawson's apartment, I'm not even given the chance to look around because I am immediately slammed up against the door. I wince involuntarily and a gasp dissipates from my lungs, but it's avidly muffled when Dawson's lips come crashing down onto mine, devouring me mercilessly. His hands are gripping my waist securely, pinning me into place between his rock-hard body and the grooved wood behind me.

My hands are gripping relentlessly to his inked arms for better leverage, steadying myself as a sudden rush of adrenaline courses through my body, causing my knees to go weak. I gradually move my hands down to grasp at the hem of his shirt, yanking it up impatiently. It forces Dawson to break away from the kiss, allowing me to remove the fabric in one swift motion. My fingers tangle through his soft curls, and tug firmly at the roots, drawing a deep groan to erupt from his mouth.

I smirk victoriously, loving the fact that I can make him moan so easily just by pulling his hair. And I want more. This action only fuels Dawson's hunger further, as I feel his growing member harden. His cock strains against his jeans as it presses against my stomach.

I reach down, my fingers stumbling, working to undo the fasten before I shove my hand under his waistband, palming him through the thin fabric of his boxers - making him sharply suck in air through his teeth from my touch. The heat pools between my thighs with an uncontrollable frenzy. I clench my legs together tightly, trying to ease the growing ache in my core and burning pit in the base of my clenching stomach.

As his fingers curl around my throat, applying the slightest bit of pressure... I freeze, retracting my hands, and wrap my arms around my torso. Every muscle in my body stiffens and my vision fogs over. I close my eyes and shake my head from side to side, attempting to prevent my brain from protectively switching over to Rachel, while also trying to brush away the flashes of memories from past assaults. Memories that are now rushing into my mind like a flood from a broken dam.

Dawson stops, sensing my withdrawal as I emotionally retract within myself to fight off my demons. He reaches up with both hands, placing them on each side of my face. His warm fingers maneuver my head upwards, forcing me to look him in the eyes.

"Look at me, Austyn." My eyes flutter open, and his expression is soft and understanding.

However, his stare grows more intense, as though it's piercing straight through the stone walls of my fortress and is seeing all of my pain. He presses his forehead against mine, luring me in to focus on his face. I can't help but to close my eyes again in defense - afraid of showing him too much.

"Hey, hey. It's okay, baby. Come back to me. It's just me... just us." He grabs ahold of one of my hands and places my palm flat over his chest. I can feel his racing heartbeat pounding against his bones - the rhythmic beat beginning to bring me back to reality bit by bit.

"This is real. Right here. Right now. It's you and me. You are safe Austyn and I promise that I will never hurt you. I need you to feel comfort in knowing that the second you say stop... I stop. No matter what," he coos lightly. His hot breath fans over my face, causing goosebumps to prickle over my skin.

His thumb swipes across my cheek, wiping away the rogue tears that I didn't realize had fallen. I place my free hand over the one that's still cupping my face on one side and instinctively lean further into his warm touch. I take a few lengthy, steadying breaths, hoping to reel my emotions back in. I want to be in this moment with him. Just the two of us. I urge myself to look up at him once more and he gives me a small smile, calming my nerves.