Weathervane

Weathervane

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Ada got her first real job as the Costume Designer for an upcoming movie. At work, she meets an up-and-coming actor, Ellis Cartwright, and he is not at all what she expected. **** We break apart to breathe for a moment before I pull him back down to me. One hand stays on his chest, right above his heart, and the other is lightly wrapped around his neck as I bring him closer. He doesn't kiss me, though. Well, at least on my lips. He kisses the corner of my mouth. And then my cheek. And then my jaw. And then my neck. The kisses are slow and gentle, opposing the grip with which he's grasping my hip in his hands. I tilt my head up to give him better access and hold him to me, not wanting the sensation to stop. My stomach tickles and flips, completely forgetting about dinner. My breathing starts to get even faster and my heart races, feeling as if it will beat out of my chest. If this is how I go out, I have no complaints. He moves his focus to other parts of my neck, sharing the love.
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August & Colin | WRU series | book 1 We take risks. We make mistakes. We lie. We love. We hurt. We lose total control. I took a risk. I paid the price. I made a mistake. I felt the guilt. I lied. I lie. I loved. I try not to. I hurt. I still do. I lost control. I'm losing again. I try to stick to my plan, I try to follow my rules, I try to silence my heart, I try to keep control of the domino stones that represent my life. But one domino fell and the rest just followed. *** "We shouldn't do this," he whispers against my lips. I should applaud him for having the strength to act on that thought because I haven't been able to. At one point I wanted to, but his touches made the impulse to stop vanish. Now, the only thing I want to act on is the longing inside my chest as I think about demolishing the space between us. "Do you want to stop?" I can feel his frown against my forehead. He nudges my nose before placing a featherlight kiss on my mouth. His hands slide over my jawline, his thumbs slowly caressing my cheeks. He gives me another kiss. Slow and deliberately, as if he's still debating the answer to my question as he slicks his tongue over mine. He softly sucks on my bottom lip, dragging it with him when he pulls away. "I can't," he confesses before he presses his lips back on mine. *** All Rights Reserved (Do not copy this story, thank you :))

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