'Til I Found You (COMPLETED)

5

SPG Alert: Please skip this chapter if you are a minor.

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A cold breeze drifts through the bedroom. As he lays her down against the comforting softness of the bed, his fingers trace the contours of her face. Her beauty never fails to take his breath away. She inhales sharply when his lips find the sensitive skin of her neck. This sensation isn't new to her; in fact, she spent years becoming accustomed to the touch of men she has long since lost count of.

But tonight is different. He is different.

No matter how hard she tries to rescind this growing feeling, she finds herself defeated. She knows it's risky, but his affection enlivens her anticipation. Maybe he is the one she has been waiting for. Still, a flicker of fear ignites in her heart. The past has been a brutal teacher, leaving her with scars that make bridging the gap between their worlds feel like a dangerous gamble.

The sweetness of his lips is addictive. She moans as he gently kisses the nape of her neck. Already, she is bare from the waist up. His thumb strokes her skin as he continues to provide a slow, torturous pleasure. Her breathing turns heavy when he presses her wrists gently against her sides.

"Tell me to stop, babe. I won't force you if you're not ready for this," he gasps, his voice thick with a thirst only her lips can quench.

She knows what she should do-stop him while the lines between them are still blurred-but the truth is, he is her every fantasy. They exchange a long, weighted gaze. She can no longer hold back; she is drowning in his attention.

"I've never been this ready," she whispers. She is taking the same step she has taken before, but this time, she is sure. It's him.

He pulls away for a moment to strip off his clothes. As she does the same, he cannot take his eyes off her. The sight sends shivers through his entire system; she has become the air he breathes, the world he lives in-his everything. He has weighed his feelings carefully over these past weeks, even before acquiring the academy, to ensure she isn't just a rebound. Seeing her every day completes him. He is falling for her, hard.

He straddles her, staring down at her dazzling face. "Where have you been all my life, Lea?"

He tastes her lips before she can answer. His touch travels down, parting her legs. She moans as she feels the heat of his desire rubbing against her. His wild side awakens like a creature ready to be released. He moves to enter her, and she flinches.

"A-Ags. Wait... stop. Please. F-ck, you're huge," she gasps, her lips thinning from the sudden pressure. A stray tear escapes the corner of her eye.

He immediately pulls back, his heart pounding against his ribs. "Babe, sorry. I'm so sorry." He kisses her forehead tenderly.

"Let's do this slowly," she explains, enduring the throbbing ache. "I haven't done this in years."

"I promise to be gentle, babe. I'll take care of you. Don't worry." He captures her lips again. He starts as softly as he can, igniting the blaze between them. He calms her with warm, lingering kisses, his tongue eventually exploring hers with a slow, rhythmic grace.

His hand travels down to ensure she is prepared for him. She moans when his lips move to her breasts, lingering there until she is arching against him. She can feel herself slicking for him, her body betraying her caution. She gasps as his kisses trail lower and lower. It's a beautiful torture as he plants small, soft kisses near her center.

In an instant, his tongue finds her sweetness, and her wild side is completely unleashed. She loses all composure. He kneels on the floor, pulling her toward the edge of the bed to eat her up. Every drop of her is addictive to him. His middle finger thrusts inside her, and she cries out as her pleasure gushes over him.

"Holy sh-t, babe. You're incredible," she gasps, clenching the bedsheets, her toes arching.

The pleasure intensifies until she is shaking. He pulls away and returns to her lips, finally inserting himself with a slow, deep thrust. A moan escapes her, but he muffles it with a kiss. Her fingers dig into his back, her chest heaving against his. He thrusts faster and faster until they both reach a crashing climax.

They collapse beside each other, gasping for air. No one speaks; the only sound is the heavy rain drumming against the roof and the low rumble of distant thunder. When the intensity finally ebbs, he gestures for her to come closer. She obliges, resting her head on his chest. His heartbeat is a melody she wants to listen to forever. He strokes her hair, planting soft kisses on her crown.

"Babe," she breaks the silence.

"Mmm?" he responds casually.

"Why me?"

He scoffs gently. "What kind of question is that?"

"You don't really know me that much."

"Does it matter? I love you, you love me. Isn't that all it takes?" He kisses the tip of her nose.

"But... what if I'm hiding a dark secret? Something from my past?"

He laughs. "Like what?"

"Like..." She stares into his innocent eyes. She wishes he could hear her heart or read her mind. No secret stays hidden forever, but she can't find the words. She is terrified of being broken again. Every time her heart has shattered, she has been the only one to pick up the pieces. Looking at him, she feels unworthy. A decent man falling for someone like her feels like an impossible dream.

If he knew the truth, would he leave like the others? She is so tired of fixing herself. She blames herself for never being able to stop believing in love, even when she knows it isn't meant for her. This is my last straw, she tells herself.

"Anything, babe," she says aloud. "We all have things we leave in the past. Not everyone can accept who we truly are."

"Babe, it's in the past. It doesn't matter to me. Whatever it is, I don't care. You have me now. You aren't alone anymore." He kisses her again.

She responds with everything she has, pouring her silent fears into the kiss.

I hope so, Ags. I hope so. I'm so afraid to get hurt again. Because if I lose you, I don't know if I'll ever find myself again.