Chapter 28: Unfinished Business
I barely made it past the door before he reached out to grab me; I turned around to evade him and felt my blouse get caught on something. In my panic, I pulled away from it and heard the ripping sound almost immediately.
He had grabbed my hand by then and had pulled me inside the room and shut the door behind us. I tried to push away from him, embarrassed beyond belief at what I had admitted …
His grip was strong and waylaid my efforts to get away as he turned me against the corner by the room, putting up his arms on either side of me, the turn of the wall giving him a solid way of cornering me in.
I could feel the hardness of the wood behind me in a long line just to the right of my spine where the tear was a vertical split halfway down my blouse. I tried not to move too much so that the rest of it wouldn't rip away.
He didn't seem to be aware of my predicament and I kept my eyes downcast hoping that he would sense my discomfort and just leave me alone like he had a history of doing whether it or not…
When he was content to stand there without saying anything, I finally bit down in frustration and raised my eyes to his to give him a piece of my mind.
I never did get a chance to work out exactly what it was that I wanted to say to him in that moment though… as soon as I raised my face to his, his arms snaked around my waist to lift me up against him and a split second later, his lips were on mine…
For a moment, I couldn't think at all… all thoughts suddenly blanked out…
The one and only other time that he had done this to me before, his lips had been on and off mine in less than a second, just a peck to shut me up and make me do his budding. But this one…
This one… was something else entirely… his lips did not come down hard, but soft… and it lingered, catching me by surprise…
I tried to pull away from him, my back bending slightly over his arms that were around my waist, but he followed me down, his lips now moving over mine…
I felt light-headed, I thought, although I didn't think I would faint… I felt my fingers grab onto the front of his shirt, but whether to push him away or prop me up I couldn't be sure…
He moved down from my lips to my neck and I heard an almost indistinct moan as I felt one of my hands move up to his shoulder to hold on… it took me a moment to realize that the sound had come from my throat, and I don't know that I would have realized it if not for an answering growl from him. He grabbed me up to him tightly and buried his face in my neck and I breathed him in… his smell was no longer just as I remembered, but something infinitely more… earthy and raw… it was a heady scent and it made me want to sink my teeth into something.
The sensation that I had felt in my belly that day in the rain and then again when I had seen him change came back trifold now, squeezing my insides so badly that it felt as if it was giving off sparks.
I thought I heard him mutter, "Holy f**k!" and wondered at the sacrilege of the phrase just as I realized that he had found the rip in my blouse…
(To be continued… sorry ladies, Have to Rush off to Work now… I have an extremely busy week at Work)
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