new-adult

His smile is beautiful. It's the kind of smile that can take away all nervousness and tension in a room, no matter how big. I have no choice but to smile back.

Finishing my thoughts aloud meant saying how my dad had passed, and I had failed. How I had smoked joints and lay in bed enabling my hopelessness. I__ been the ugly in my world.

Breathe, Emma. Now is not the time to swoon.

But everything evened out eventually, didn__ it _ every wave subsided, lapsed back into the ocean, returning, giving them time to put themselves back together again. He was her moon. He balanced out her tides.

Eventually, you're gonna have to let someone in.

Sometimes a night of over-eating leaves you hungry for something you can't name. An emptiness haunted me. An emptiness I didn't have a name for until I met Jeb. Now, I' m starving.

You said my name and my heart went rogue

He's made me believe I'm worth love of the liquid kind, you know, the kind that seeps to all my damaged parts.

Forgiveness is a gift you give yourself.

Then maybe you__l believe me when I say_you__e pretty fucking special, Laney Hill.

We fell into each other__ arms and kissed like we were coming up for air after being underwater for days. The melding of our mouths was sweeter than oxygen. We took huge, deep gulps of each other as we struggled with worldly constraints like clothing and gravity, seeking to transcend it all in our coming together.

The kiss wasn__ just any kiss. No, it was a tricky little bastard, because it started out soft and gentle, but shifted gears in a matter of seconds. The moment her response went from surprise to surrender, the kiss turned hard and hungry, launching us into a frenzy of movement. Her arms were around my neck, my hands were moving all over her body, and somehow, in a span of about five seconds, she climbed up me like a tree, her legs wrapped tightly around my waist.We spun and bumped into the counter. I reached behind my back with one hand to tighten the cross of her ankles. And then I had her sitting on the edge of the stovetop, my hands exploring the tops of her thighs. I pushed the ruffled skirt hem up and clasped on to her bare, silky skin. Her tongue dove to the back of my throat, sliding over mine like wet, slick velvet.Holy mother fuck, I couldn__ breathe. I was drowning in this girl.

She was falling apart beneath my hands, and I was falling apart beneath her. My power was her power, and together, we sent each other soaring.

My heart and my cock seemed to like the idea, and Whitney made me a slave to both, so my wits were outnumbered.

If it was possible for two people to make sparks, simply by connecting at their lips, I would think we would have been a firework display in the dark.

Rhys shuddered, and I watched his cock twitch.__lay later,_ he ground out.Indeed.His mouth found mine, the kiss open and deep, a clash of tongues and teeth. He lay me down on the pillows, and I locked my legs around his back, careful of the wings.Though I stopped caring as he nudged at my entrance. And paused.__lay later,_ I snarled into his mouth.Rhys laughed and slid in. And in. And in.

One second, he was in my mouth, my tongue flicking over the broad head of him; the next, his hands were on my waist and I flipped onto my front. He nudged my legs apart with his knees, spreading me as he gripped my hips, tugging them up, up before he sheathed himself deep in me with a single stroke.I moaned into the pillow at every glorious inch of him, rising onto my forearms as my fingers grappled into the sheets.

Please,_ I gasped out.He just brushed his lips against my jaw, my neck, my mouth.__amlin,_ I begged. He palmed my breast, his thumb flicking over my nipple. I cried out, and he buried himself in me with a mighty stroke.For a moment, I was nothing, no one.Then we were fused, two hearts beating as one, and I promised myself it always would be that way as he pulled out a few inches, the muscles of his back flexing beneath my hands, and then slammed back into me. Again and again.I broke and broke against him as he moved, as he murmured my name and told me he loved me. And when that lightning once more filled my veins, my head, when I gasped out his name, his own release found him. I gripped him through each shuddering wave, savoring the weight of him, the feel of his skin, his strength.For a while, only the rasp of our breathing filled the room.I frowned as he withdrew at last__ut he didn__ go far. He stretched out on his side, head propped on a fist, and traced idle circles on my stomach, along my breasts.