Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 97337 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 487(@200wpm)___ 389(@250wpm)___ 324(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97337 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 487(@200wpm)___ 389(@250wpm)___ 324(@300wpm)
“I love you.” I said the words into his mouth because I couldn’t not say them. The feeling was too overpoweringly strong. He pulled his head back and stared into my eyes, eyes I forced myself to keep open even though I could feel the heat of embarrassment growing on my cheeks.
I was afraid in that moment; afraid that it was too soon, that he wouldn’t give those words back to me, words that I now knew I needed to hear more than I needed air. And then he pulled me into his chest with his hand on the back of my head holding me protectively against his chest and his hips started moving again.
I felt it in his arms, and in the way he surged into me. And even though I wanted the words this was good. I felt his heart, now beating twice as fast and when he pulled my head back again, lowering his lips to mine, I thought I would die at the words he whispered just before his tongue invaded my mouth. “I love you too.”
I never knew what hearing those words would do to me. It was like a window or a door opening up inside me, freeing me from some force I never knew was there, holding me back. I felt the joy of his words wrap around my heart and the loving became even sweeter now that that was between us.
I wanted to say it over and over again and hear him say it back to me, but didn’t want to seem gauche and immature. So I repeated them in my head with each thrusts he made into my body.
My lips grew sore from his kiss but I didn’t want it to end, I never want it to end. And then he announced that he was cumming inside me again and instead of fear I felt only elation. It’s like I’d lost all of my senses completely.
For two people who should be hiding in shame or fear I have to say neither of us were acting in anyway like I’d expect. We had breakfast together in my little kitchen that somehow felt lighter and brighter this morning.
He held my hand across the table as I sipped my tea and he dug into the bacon and eggs I’d made him like a proper little housewife. I was tickled pink inside and could barely keep the stupid grin off my face.
“I’m going to the police on my lunch break. I figure tonight after class might be too late.
“Do you need me to go with you?” I shook my head no, surprised at myself and the fact that I felt no fear about taking this step.
“No, it’s okay. I don’t plan on being there long. I’m just going to show them the texts and that post from the forum, it shouldn’t take long.”
“And see about a restraining order while you’re there, don’t forget.” I mock saluted him and he bit my finger playfully.
“You should probably get going, you’re going to be late.”
“Your car’s blocking mine in remember?”
“Oh, well…” Why was I feeling so shy all of a sudden when I was so open and relaxed before?
He seemed to catch on and drew me into his arms for a hug and a kiss before we walked out the door, but I didn’t quite understand the words he threw over his shoulder at me. “My shy little China doll.” Is that how he really sees me?
As a grown woman who’d practically raised herself, who’d pulled herself up through the muck and mire of life, those silly words shouldn’t have the power to make me weak, but they did. I’ve never felt more alluring in my life. China doll!
Liz
I held onto that high all day, from the moment I left the house with him following behind me in his truck, and even during my lunch break when I headed to the police station to meet with the officer in charge of my case, who then sent me to the courthouse next door to file for the order.
It was going to take a few days before a judge would decide, but once again the officer handling my case said he didn’t see any reason why it shouldn’t go through. I never even knew there was a possibility that it wouldn’t.
All the same, I no longer felt alone and threatened. I’m not quite sure what that’s about, and I know it’s not just because of Drake, though he has a lot to do with my newfound bravery. But beyond that there seems to be something coming awake inside me. A side of myself I never even knew existed.
It could be as simple as what I thought earlier, that having him come to my rescue both that night and again in the principal’s office had reassured me of his commitment but there seemed to be something more at play here, something much more vital to my frame of mind.