Shadows (19 page)

"All of it. Take them off." He pulls the hem
of his shirt over his head, while kicking his jeans off. I’m
rewarded with a delicious of view of his firm body. He raises his
eyebrows at me. I know what he wants. Hooking my thumbs into the
side of my panties, I slowly pull them off. He bites his lip and
his nostrils flare. He's completely turned on, and I feel
incredibly empowered knowing I'm the reason behind it. He steps out
of his boxers, standing before me as the Adonis he is. Stroking his
hard cock in his hand, he steps closer hitting his legs against the
mattress.

I wonder how much further I can take this. I
suck one of my fingers into my mouth, making sure to get it nice
and wet. Sliding my hand down to my breasts, I pluck and pull at my
nipples working them into hard points. My other hand slides further
down my body, running my fingers through my slit. I swirl my finger
around my clit, letting out of soft moan. He hisses in
response.

"Fuck, beautiful. Do that again, but this time
slide that finger into your cunt. I want to see how wet you
are."

My breathing is short and rapid. I can hear my
heart pounding in my ears. I slide one finger into my pussy and
then another, thrusting them slowly in and out as I watch him
stroke himself. I need him to touch me. I will never be able to
make myself feel the way he does.

I hold my wet fingers up to him. "Taste." A
very wicked grin appears on his face, and I can only hope he has
very naughty things planned. He grasps my fingers, slowly licking
them up and down making sure to get every last drop I've offered
him.

"God damn, you taste so good. I need more." He
releases my hand and kneels onto the bed. Lifting me by my waist,
he scoots me back towards the headboard. His hands slide down my
body, to my thighs, spreading me completely open for him. "Keep
them open." I watch as his head dips between my thighs. My hands
move to his head as I feel his tongue lap at my core.

“
Theron, don’t stop!” He slams two
finger into me as he massages my clit, working it into a tight
bundle of nerves ready to explode with his other hand. My fingers
scrape his scalp as I grip onto his hair. He nips at my clit and my
body explodes on his hand. "Oh. My. God!" My orgasm rips through me
as I push his head down hard between my legs. He’s licking and
sucking me into his mouth as his thrusting fingers slowdown to a
stop. My legs are shaking. I have never come so quickly or so hard
in my life.

"I love making you come." He crawls over my
body, his legs resting on either side of me. Grabbing my face in
his hands, he kisses me hard. His tongue licks my bottom lip
demanding entrance. My lips part and he invades my mouth his tongue
sliding over mine. I moan into his mouth as I run my hand through
his hair softly tugging it. He bites my lip dragging it through his
teeth. "I need to feel you."

Brushing his hair out of his face, I look up
into his incredibly sexy eyes. "You always say that."

"I do. I'll never get enough." He kisses a
soft trail along my jaw to the spot just below my ear. His tongue
glides lightly over my skin before he softly nips at my neck.
Goosebumps spread across my skin. His touch feels like electricity
coursing through my body. I close my eyes as my body arches into
him. I run my palms down his back.

“
Eve, look at me.” I open my eyes,
finding deep golden brown and green pools looking back at me. His
hands caress my cheeks. "I will always need to feel you. I love
you, beautiful." His words strike deep into my heart anchoring
themselves to the deepest roots of my soul. He loves me. I'm so
caught up in the emotion playing through my body that I can't
respond with words I know he needs to hear.

I softly place a kiss on his lips keeping my
eyes open, looking straight into his. I kiss him again, but this
time my tongue meets his. It's not hurried or rushed. It's sensual,
slow, and loving. I pour all of my heart into it. Softly slowing
the kiss, he pulls back to look in my eyes. He's searching them, I
know what he's looking for. "I love you, too." His eyes light up
like fireworks, I've never seen them so bright and alive. A bright
white smile spreads across his face. He's ecstatic.

Grabbing my shoulders, he spins us so I'm on
top with my legs straddling him. "Oh, beautiful. I wasn't sure.
I've watched your eyelashes flutter against your cheeks as you
sleep. I've heard my name whispered across your lips in your
dreams. I've watched you walk into a room and everything else fade
away. I never thought it would feel this good to hear you say those
words. Say them again. Say that you need me."

I run my palm over the side of his face, my
thumb brushing his lips. "I love you. I need you. I need to feel
you." He smiles again and shakes his head. Laughing, I push my
favorite lock of hair back into place.

"Beautiful, I need to feel you really bad. I
might die if I'm not in you soon, but I want to take this slow. I
want to savor every inch of your delicious body." A soft smile
forms on my lips and I blush. I love him. The way he talks to me
makes me feel as though I'm the only person in the world. Placing
his hands on my hips, he lifts me over him. I position myself and
slowly slide down his cock. He slowly raises me and lowers me back
down on him again. He keeps this speed, and I know he's using
immense restraint. I can see his jaw locked tight and the muscles
straining in his neck. He might want to savor me, but I need him
rough and hard. I force myself back down on him, grinding on him as
he hits my wall.

"Oh, Theron."

"No, slow, baby." I shake my head at him. I
can’t do slow, not now and not with him looking so good under me.
Pushing his hands to his sides, I press them into the mattress as I
raise and lower myself slamming back down onto him. I do it again,
and I hear him hiss. I know he's close, and it only brings me
closer to hitting my second climax. "Beautiful, you are going to be
the death of me. You want me deeper? You want it rough?"

I grind back down on him. "Yes! Please, yes!"
Moving my hands, he grips onto my waist. He raises me in the air
and pounds back into me as he slams me back down onto him. "Fuck!
Again!" He does. I can feel the warm tingling sensation spreading
up my spine. All I need is just a little more.

"I can feel you. You are so close." He thrusts
up into me holding my hips firmly in place. I let out a loud moan.
Letting go of one hip, he slides his hand between us. He pinches my
clit between his fingers and forcefully thrusts back up into
me.

"Ah! Theron!" It's my undoing. My walls clench
around him. He releases my clit and I come spiraling down, my
orgasm racing through my entire body.

"Hold on baby, one more time." Lifting me
again, he slams me hard back onto him. I crumble onto his chest as
I feel his release fill me. He strokes my back and smooths my hair.
I can’t move, and I don't try too. I need to catch my breath.
Placing a kiss on my temple, he softly whispers in my ear, "I love
you, beautiful. I am keeping you." My breathing slows and I fall
asleep right there on his chest. My body rising and lowering with
his breaths. An immense feeling of love and comfort encompass me. I
never thought this feeling could be real.

Chapter 11

W
aking up, I stretch
my arms finding Theron laying peacefully beside me. He's still
sleeping. His long eyelashes softly brush his cheeks. He has one
arm bent back behind his head and one underneath me. Wrapping my
leg over his waist, I lay my head on his chest listening to his
heart beat. It has to be the most comforting sound I've ever heard.
I lightly brush my hand across his jaw. He's so incredibly perfect
and I'm perfectly in love with him. I decide to surprise him with
breakfast in bed and make my way to the bathroom to freshen up. I
put on my bra and throw my hair up in a ponytail. Grabbing on one
of his t-shirts and a pair of his boxers, I quickly get dressed. I
walk into the kitchen and start digging through the cabinets. I
decide to go with pancakes and bacon, because who doesn't love
bacon?

I have a huge smile on my face as I make his
breakfast. I’m making him a cup of coffee when I hear a cough
behind me. I turn around expecting to find Theron, but to my
surprise and dismay it's his father. My smile instantly falls from
my face.

"I'm sorry. I didn't get to make a formal
introduction the other day. I'm Thomas Rowe." He extends his hand
to me, but I don't except it. Theron hates him and I'm not going to
justify his presence in this house.

"I know exactly who you are. What I don't know
is how you got in here. I was under the impression you weren't
welcome." Crossing my arms over my chest, I mentally thanking
myself for putting my bra on before coming into the kitchen. So
much for surprising Theron in bed. He’s standing in the hallway,
looking extremely pissed off.

"What the fuck do you think you are doing
here?" He stares right at his dad, hate emanating from his eyes.
Theron quickly approaches me and looks me over as if I might be
injured. "Eve, are you okay? Did he hurt you?" I softly shake my
head no. Theron looks frightened. What exactly would his dad do to
hurt me?

"Theron, we were just making introductions.
I'm shocked and hurt you think I would do anything to hurt your
little leech."

"Get the fuck out. Now!" Theron's voice booms
through the room. Grabbing my body, he wraps me in his arms. I
press my face to his chest as I wrap my arms around him. "Get.
Out!"

"What are you playing at, son? Do not think
you have one over on me or the strength to out maneuver me. I will
leave when I am damn well ready. Why is it I had to hear from the
doctor your grandmother fell? Why wasn’t I called immediately? The
reason you are here is to look after her wellbeing. I come here to
question you and I find this slut in your kitchen."

I have never seen a person move so fast in my
life. Moving out from my hold, Theron lunges at his dad, knocking
him square in the jaw with a fierce punch. Thomas didn't even have
a chance to block it. He falls straight to the floor. Theron is
leaning over his dad. His is voice drips with venom, "You are not
in any position to question me. You are not allowed on this
property. You will respect what is mine. You will not degrade my
girlfriend in front of me and expect to walk away. She has more
class and respect than you will ever have. You will not speak to
her. Ever. I did not call you, because I answer to Gram. I haven't
answered to you in years, and I will not start now. Get your
fucking ass out of my house, now!" Theron stands and kicks him in
the side. He may hate his father, but I can't watch Theron loose it
like this.

"Theron, please, stop. Just let him leave."
Grabbing his arm, I look him in the eyes pleading with him. I know
his dad has hurt him in the past, and I want to prevent him from
hurting him again. If that means making Theron let him go, then
that's what I will do. "Please, babe. I just want it to be us here.
Let me feel you."

The fog of hatred clears from his eyes and he
looks back down at his dad clenching his jaw. He takes my hand in
his, softly kissing my knuckles. "I don’t deserve you."

"Yes, you do. I need you." I place a soft kiss
on his cheek. The last trace of anger vanishes from his face,
leaving the gorgeous man I have fallen in love with.

Thomas stands gripping his face. He sends me a
look of disgust and spits onto the floor. “That's the last mistake
you will ever make Theron. I am done with you. I should have washed
my hands of you long ago. I'll make sure when your grandmother
goes, that you will get none of this. You will get nothing! You'll
be out on your ass living in the dirt with her!" He points at me
and Theron takes a step towards him, but I grab Theron's arm.
Turning back, he stops and gives me a reassuring look.

"Thomas, you need to leave. The only reason
you are walking out of here is because, this beautiful woman is
pleading for me to let you go. I suggest you leave now and don't
come back. As for your threats, I suggest you speak with Gram's
attorneys. The last time we met, I believe you were written
out."

The look of shock on Thomas' face turns
quickly to anger. "I will ruin each and every one of you. Including
my whore of a mother." This time it's me who reacts. Ripping my arm
from Theron's grasp, I pull it back with everything I have and my
fist rockets towards his face connecting with his cheek bone. He
doesn't fall like he did after Theron's attack, but he stumbles
back. My hand is screaming in pain. He raises his hand as if he's
going to strike me, but Theron is quick. He's at my back and wraps
his arm around my waist, lifting me and moving me to his
side.

"I said,
fucking leave
!" Theron's voice
booms and the sound hurts my ears. I bury my face into him as tears
stream down my cheeks. My hand is throbbing, I have never broken a
bone before, but I don't doubt one is broken now. I don't watch
Thomas leave. I don't need to. The door slamming shut is
confirmation enough.

I feel myself being lifted and carried. He
sets me down softly on the counter by the sink. Lifting my chin up
with his fingers he looks me over. Gently placing a kiss on my
forehead, he wipes my tears away with his thumbs. He lifts my right
hand to inspect it and I gasp in pain. The side of my hand is
swollen and is already turning blue. Taking a deep breath, he
closes his eyes. His father being here was bad, and now I've only
made it worse.