In A Heartbeat (12 page)

Once we arrive at my house I have my door open with one leg out before the motor is even shut off. I turn the key and grab her hand tugging her to the door.
She is walking slower than I want so I turn to her and throw her over my shoulder. She begins screaming at me, but I keep walking with my mind set on one goal.

“Put me down Talon!” She is laughing now and slaps my ass right as I stop to unlock the door.

“Oh baby. Do you really want to play feisty?” I ask her and she stiffens just enough so that I know she is considering my question.

We bust through the door and down the hall to my room. I’m not even sure we closed the front door. I set her down just inside my room and turn to lock the door. She pushes her body against mine pressing me into the door
.

I just face the door and feel. Feel the heat of her body against mine. Feel her hands gliding over my back and inside my shirt sending chills through me. I begin to listen. I hear her rapid breaths just as quick as mine. Shit this is going to be quick. I have got to get a grip.

Chapter Ten

Eaven

I want this. I want him so much. My heart is beating so freaking fast and now my breathing is more of a pant. I need to get control
before I attack him like a lunatic. I slow my movements and start kissing his back softly as I lift his shirt. I close my eyes and inhale his scent. He smells like his cologne and sweat. He is allowing me to explore his body with my fingers and my kisses while he leans against the door surrendering to my touch.

I work my way around to his side and squeeze in between him and the door. His entire body is pressed into mine as our eyes meet. He is asking for permission through his eyes. I know I am answering him with my eyes
. We fall into the moment and begin kissing. Kissing more passionately than we have ever before. I wrap my arms around his neck and run my fingers through his hair. His hair is just long enough for me to grab on to it and tug. He lets out a small groan as I do.

“You are so damn sexy.” He whispers into my lips. I am not sure why this makes me smile. He makes me feel sexy. He makes me feel like I am the only woman in the world.
I am gaining self-confidence every day that I am with him because he is great at expressing how he feels about me. He expresses through his eyes and his touch.

He lifts my shirt over my head and tosses it across the room. I follow his lead and tear his off also. My skin is sensitive to every touch and breath of his. He releases me from my bra and lowers to cherish each of my breasts. He takes his time and I enjoy every second of it. When his lips start their path back up to my neck, I take the plunge and go for his zipper. He pulls away.

“Oh no you don’t. Ladies first.” I moan and grumble at him. He reaches for my button and it takes minimal effort from him for my pants to fall open. He slides my jeans down my hips and I kick off my boots and jeans once they reach my ankles. I am standing there in my lacy black panties waiting for him to join me. He is not joining me though. He is watching me from a couple of feet away like a predator watches its prey. This makes me feel a little uncomfortable. I start to wrap myself up in my arms to cover up a little.

“Stop. Put your damn arms back down. Do not ever cover yourself when you are with me, Eaven. You are beautiful. You need to realize that. Do you not know what you do to me?” He grabs my hand and guides
it to the front of his pants.

“Feel what you do to me.
” He is about to burst through his zipper. I slide my fingers to his button and release him from his jeans. I tug down his boxer briefs and his pants fall to his knees. He takes over discarding them. I sit back and enjoy the view. He grabs my hand and leads me to the bed. He reaches for a condom and before I know it he is posed at my entrance looking into my eyes. I lift my hips hoping he will just give me what I want. He slides in slowly allowing me to get used to him first. We easily fall into a rhythm and find out we are very sexually compatible with each other. He waits for my release before he lets go, which doesn’t take either of us very long. We have had weeks of foreplay and I was more than primed and ready for him.

He collapses his weight and falls on top of me. We wrap our arms and legs around each other and lie there as one. I can’t tell where he begins and I end. I am wrapped up in this man literally
and emotionally. I know at this moment that I am for sure falling in love with him. I hope he doesn’t break my heart as I am giving it to him with every moment that passes.

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Talon

I decide I have to get up. I am probably crushing her and I need to dispose of the condom. I take care of business and pull some shorts on. I plop on the bed next to her and tug down the sheets that she had pulled up to her chin. She lets me and I wrap her in my arms.

“So…..w
hat inspired you to be a drummer?” She breaks the silence.

“My parent’s love for music did. Music was always in my life. It wouldn’t be unusual to go a week without watching TV at our house, but music was always playing. My parents love
d this song by Phil Collins called ‘In the Air Tonight’ and I remember it blaring through the house one evening. I started throwing my hands in the air to the beat of the drums and my dad bought me a drum set shortly after. I played drums by listening to the rhythm of the music and creating my own beat. After my parents realized I wasn’t too shabby, they sent me to lessons to learn to read music.”

“Do you have a favorite drummer?”

“That is a difficult one. I have a couple of drummers that I like. Dave Grohl is kick ass! He used to be the drummer for Nirvana. Then he founded The Foo Fighters as their lead singer. Neil Peart is also another top contender for me. He is the drummer for Rush. John Bonham from Zeppelin, and then there is always Joey Jordison from Slipknot. He is a crazy mother fucker on the drums.”

“You said you were going to teach me how to play sometime. When can I expect to be schooled?” She says to me.

I reach over and grab a set of drum sticks and the remote for my stereo.

“You have to listen to the music. Shut out the world and listen to the rhythm.” She sits up next to me in the bed and this time I let her wrap up in the sheet. She has it wrapped around her chest and tucked in at the top so it doesn’t
fall unless someone happens to yank it free. As the song starts I hand her the sticks and lay back. She is in the middle of the bed facing the headboard so I grab a pillow and set it in front of her lap.

“Close your eyes and listen. Hit the pillow when you feel the beat.” I watch her as she starts to
respond. She has her eyes closed, but has a small smile on her lips. Her head is bowed almost like she is shy. I crank up the volume to the extreme level that I am used to practicing to and I notice she stops smiling. She starts to move her head to a semblance of the rhythm. I kneel behind her and guide her hands toward the pillow and she starts to express what she is feeling. Her expression is more conservative than mine, but she is definitely hearing the music.

I lay back down beside her so I can watch her face. She is
fucking gorgeous. I have always kept my music separate from my love life. Nicole wasn’t really interested in my music and our band was simply just something we were talking about starting back then. We hadn’t really found everyone to complete the group until we found Luke. I always practiced, but only when I wasn’t with Nicole.

Eaven seems very interested in music. She is always asking questions and encouraging me to make it to practice at Luke’s even when I would rather spend time with her.

As the song is ending, I look over and notice she is missing a few of the beats.

“Hey
, lay down on your stomach and let me have the sticks. I am going to replay the song and play it out on your calves. You just feel the music. I want you to feel what I hear in the song.” I know I am going to have to hold back doing this so I don’t hurt her.

She props her head to the side under her arms lying down on her stomach. The sheet is twisted around her and covers most of her back, leaving just enough of her ass visible for me to see where her cheeks begin.

I let the song begin and start my assault of her senses. I look at her face and see
that she has her eyes closed. Her face isn’t grimacing in pain, but merely focused on listening and feeling at the same time. As the song ramps up, I increase the speed and the strength behind each tap. I notice her calves are getting red, so I move to the upper part of her legs.

Another glance at her face and I see her biting down on her bottom lip. Fu
uuuck! She is so damn responsive.

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Eaven

Oh. My. God.
I am not sure I can take this until the song ends. I am supposed to be focused on the rhythm of the song and all I can think of is that I want him to play even higher up my body than he is. Don’t forget to add harder. I would probably quit breathing and pass out. He is freaking fast with his hands. Speed like that is just unnatural.

He moves his way to my butt. The sheet mostly covers it, but he hits the bare skin periodically giving a sharper sting than the strikes that land on the sheet. He pauses long enough to run his hands over my cheeks and slide the sheet higher.

Resuming my massage, he strikes again this time without the barrier of the sheet. I tighten my muscles only to find out that causes it to burn hotter. I force myself to relax my muscles again and realize I’m holding my breath.

Thankful that the song is almost through, I
am finally able to breathe. I am one touch from screaming through the biggest orgasm I have ever had. He must feel the same way, because he instantly collapses on the bed and pulls me on top of him. I delay the trip just long enough to reach for another condom. He quickly takes it from me. I fight the sheet to get untangled and finally I am sitting up on him ready to fall into ecstasy.

He slows me for just a few seconds as we stare into each other. I feel my heart filling even more as I realize how much he means to me. He is a gorgeous man
, body and soul.

I shift backwards until
I am in position. I lower myself onto his shaft. I instantly close my eyes and throw my head back. He fills me, consumes me.

“Open your eyes, Ev. I want to watch your eyes as you come with me inside you.” His demand makes my heart beat faster. I have never left my eyes open during sex. It is just instinct for me to close my eyes and focus on the feelings. This seems raw and stripped open.

I do as he says. I can see his eyes darken as we get closer to release. I am working my hips and he puts both of his hands on the skin of my ass. I feel a sting from the touch and it causes me to inhale sharply. He notices and moves his hands to the side of my hips. We guide each other through what was the longest orgasm of my life. His hands explore my nipples and pinch down on both of them at the same time. All comprehension left me at one point and I don’t think I managed to keep my eyes open the entire time like he wanted. He didn’t stop me, so I went with what my body did naturally. I fall on his chest from exhaustion and kiss his chest right above his heart.

“I am falling in love with you, T
alon. Every time I am with you, a little part of my heart fills more with the love that I am feeling for you. You are very close to having my entire heart. Please don’t break it.” I whisper to his chest. I know he hears me, because his body tenses with my words. I don’t expect him to say anything. I don’t need any reassurance that he feels deeply for me. I know he does.

It would be great if I could just bottle up this moment and know it will last forever. I
thought I was in love once before. If you would have told me that I didn’t know what love was, I would have fought you to the death to say that I did love Brandon. Sadly, I feel stronger for Talon in a matter of weeks, than I ever did for Brandon.

My mom always said that you will know what love is for sure when you know you would do anything for that person, including laying down your life for them. I know I would be lost without Talon. I know that my heart hurts thinking of him being hurt in anyway.

I slide off of him and walk to the bathroom. I need a shower. I turn the faucet all the way to hot and wait for it to heat up. I am leaning up against the wall and I feel his eyes watching me before I feel his touch on my skin. I am engulfed in his arms as he wraps around me from behind. His light nibbles on my shoulder cause me to squirm and smile.

“Can I join you?” He whispers in my ear.

“You can always join me in the shower. No invitation needed.” I say, looking forward to washing his body.

We step into the shower and I reach for the soap. I force him to turn around and
begin to wash his back. I always admire his massive tattoo. I want to get a tattoo one of these days. I am just waiting until I decide on the perfect reason to get a tat. I continue scrubbing his skin making my way around to the front of his body as well.

He returns the favor and washes my entire body, paying special attention to my more rounded areas. He is a breast and ass man for sure.

We towel off and collapse in the bed with exhaustion. He tucks my body into the groove of his hips and we line up in our usual position. This has become home for me. I feel safe and secure when I am just like this, with him.