matter.”
“God, I’ve missed you,” I say.
“You shouldn’t.”
“But I do. You’re all I want. All I can think about.”
“It’s not good for you. Don’t the doctors tell you not to believe in fairy tales?”
“This isn’t a story. It’s real life,” I murmur.
He leans in close to my ear. His warm breath tingles on my skin. “Exactly.” His humming, dark voice makes me moan. “And you know this isn’t good.”
“I don’t care. I like being bad.”
“Oh … you don’t know how much those words turn me on, Lillith.” He grins against my ear, and I can feel his teeth. I shiver from the feeling. His fingers curl around my hips as he softly plants his lips on my neck. Lost in ecstasy, I let him kiss me everywhere. I don’t care if it’s bad, or if it’s real or not, this is what I need.
I’ve always needed this. These months I’ve spent at the institution have made me crave human contact. Made me crave him. Every time he came to visit to check up on me and make sure I was okay, I longed for him more. At first, all we did was talk. Then the talking turned into touching. And now, this. I can’t stop. I don’t want it to. Sebastian calms me down. He’s my drug, the person I use to make myself feel better. I hope he doesn’t mind.
His mouth leaves delicious spots on my neck. But then his teeth are bared, and he sinks them into my flesh. I gasp, the flashing pain both scary and arousing.
“Does it frighten you?” he asks.
“No.”
“Why?”
“Because it’s you. I trust you.”
He bites me in a different spot. I hiss from the pain, but love it at the same time. “You shouldn’t.”
“I know that I can, though.”
“You don’t know me.”
“I know enough. You saved me.”
“That doesn’t mean a thing. I could’ve saved you just for my own pleasure. I could’ve saved you just to get you put into this place.”
“I don’t believe it.”
He chuckles against my skin. “I love it when you’re being naïve.”
Grinning, I reply, “It’s intentional.”
“Hmmm … I’m sure,” he says and continues kissing me until his teeth touch my skin. “You like this, don’t you? You want me to bite you. You want me to give you pain so you can feel again.”
“Ooohhh …”
Suddenly, he twists me in his arms, and I’m staring straight into piercing blue eyes that cut through my soul.
“Answer me, Lillith. Do you want me to do this?” The look in his eyes has changed, his face darkened. Too serious. I’m not sure how to respond.
“Yes … I think.” I swallow as he squeezes my arm tighter.
“Not good enough. I need to know for sure that you’re in this.”
“Yes. I want you. I want this.”
His eyes narrow as he studies me. His hand lifts to touch my hair, and then he strokes my cheek all the way down to my chin to lift my head. “Are you sure?”
“Yes.”
My eyes drift down to avoid his, because I don’t want him to see my doubt. With my hand resting on his chest, I slowly pet the fabric. On the left side of his chest, I notice there is a circular brooch, containing a triangle and a strange shape in the middle. After a curious look, I notice it’s the letter G.
“You know I won’t hold back,” he says. His words bring my eyes back to his.
“I know.”
“No matter what everyone else thinks of me. Of you. Of us.”
I nod softly, leaning into his hand and closer to him. With hesitation, he cups my face and looks at me before moving closer. His mouth hovers near mine, his warm breath soothing my skin. His lips brush along mine, as I close my eyes, and he kisses me. It fills me with warmth so much that it takes my breath away. All my senses come to life as he massages my lips with his. His kisses are careful, luscious, soft. Sweet. Perfect. It’s breathtaking. He’s never kissed me before.
His hand slips down my neck, making me shudder and bite my lip. Cupping my ass, he drags me closer to him as lust takes control, his lips moving expertly
Rebecca Hamilton, Conner Kressley