Shadows (23 page)

"Gram, he just planted those. They are too
short, to be trimmed."

"Don't tell him that. I'm going to watch his
ass bend over. I might even give him a raise if he does it with a
little shake." My mouth is hanging open, once again, from this
crass woman beside me. "Close your mouth dear. Theron will think
your daydreaming of the gardener." I belt out a loud laugh and it
echoes around the room.

"Eve, don't encourage her." Theron runs his
hand through his hair and my favorite lock falls just above his
eye. Our eyes lock and everything else in the room fades away. I
watch as he pushes back the lock of hair. My breathing changes and
I realize I'm biting my lower lip. Isa clears her throat and I turn
towards her breaking my gaze with Theron.

"So, lunch? I'm starving. Eve, could you
please help me up from here? I fear I've been sitting way too
long." Offering my hand to Isa, I help her stand. The worried look
on Theron's face tells me everything I need to know. She isn't
doing well.

The conversation during lunch is light. Isa
nor Theron bring up my hand or his dad, which I am grateful for.
I'm not sure I would able to be in the same room as that man,
without wanting to throw another punch at him. After lunch, we walk
into living room and relax by windows. I notice a one set of
windows are actually doors that lead to a stone patio. I walk over
to them to get a better view. It's absolutely breathtaking. Stone
pathways wind in and out of a beautiful garden. Tulips, daffodils,
and hyacinths are already starting to bloom. There's a beautifully
painted bird bath with flowers surrounding it. I close my eyes and
picture myself basking in the sun, sitting on the patio with a good
book in my hand. I sigh.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" Isa stands beside me
smiling. Her eyes bright and alive as she gazes out the window. The
love the garden brings her, shows in her smile.

"It is. It's just gorgeous. I'm sure you enjoy
it."

"Oh, I do. More so when my husband was still
around, but I still enjoy walking in the garden when the flowers
bloom. It would be a beautiful place for a wedding, wouldn’t you
agree?"

"It would." I look over at Theron and he looks
so sad. His eyes are lost in the gardens. I want to ask him about
it, but he blinks his eyes and comes back from wherever he was.
Smiling, at him I try to offer him some comfort.

"I'm sure you two have plans and I'm rather
tired. I'll have Evan see me to my room. Perhaps I'll just relax in
the bath a bit."

"Gram, I'm right here. Let me walk with you."
Theron takes Isa's hand in his as they leave the room. A soft
giggle escapes my lips as I watch them walk away. He turns back to
look at me, but I just sweetly smile. Evan is waiting for us at the
bottom of the staircase.

Isa softly places a kiss on each of my cheeks
and then does the same with Theron. "I love you both very much." We
watch as Evan helps her up the stairs. Giggling, I nudge Theron
motioning for him to look up. When she reaches the top, she gives
us a wave and turns around revealing the word sexy in bold pink
letters across her ass. Giving us a little shake, she laughs as
Evan escorts her to her room. Theron rolls his eyes, but I notice
the smallest of smiles hiding in the corner of his mouth. She may
be bold, but he adores her. Our fingers lock together as we head
back to the guest house.

"She's not well, is she?" I ask Theron as he
opens the front door.

"No, beautiful she's not. The doctor fears her
fall may have been a stroke, but she refuses to go to the hospital
to have any tests ran. It's rather frustrating to be honest."
Taking his hand, I lead him to our bedroom. I can't heal his gram,
but I can definitely help him release some stress.

I take off my sling and lay it on the
nightstand. Turning slowly, I remove my shirt and kick my pants off
to the side. I'm standing in a purple satin bra and matching
panties with little bows on my hips. He hisses through his teeth as
I walk towards him. Smoothing my palm out over his chest, I run my
hand up the back of his neck as his mouth finds mine. His kisses
travel across my lips, my jaw, and down my neck, softly nipping at
my throat. A soft whimper escapes me.

Wanting to take control, I place my hands on
his as he starts to lift me. "Shirt. Take it off." He stands back
and grabs the hem of his shirt pulling it over his head. His body
is so perfectly cut and defined. My fingers trace his abs moving
upwards to his chest. Taking a step closer to him, I lightly press
my lips to his tattoo. Feeling the warmth of his skin under my lips
only arouses me more. I want to ease his mind and distract him from
reality for a bit. Stretching up on my toes to reach his ear with
my mouth, I lightly nip at his ear and whisper, "Pants.
Off."

"So you think you have control?"

"Yes, I do." My tongue trails along his jaw
line sweeping across his lower lip. He slightly parts his lips and
I invade his mouth trying to conquer his tongue with mine. Undoing
the button on his pants, I slide my hands into the waistband of his
boxers pushing them both to the floor. He steps out, kicking them
to the side. His hands skim up my sides to my breasts, pulling and
teasing my nipples into hard peaks through my satin bra. Pleasure
pours through his touch heating my skin. Grasping my hips, he pulls
me tightly against his body trapping his hard erection between us.
I grind my hips into him. His fingers trail up my spine deftly
unclasping my bra. Hooking his fingers into the straps, he slowly
slides them down my arms careful to avoid hurting my hand. I step
back letting my bra fall to the floor. Feeling sexy, I decide to
make a show of things. I run my hands up to my breasts massaging
them, teasing my nipples with my fingers. Leaning my head back, I
expose my throat, moaning from the pleasure I'm giving
myself.

"Bed. Now. Lay back, bend your knees and
spread those legs for me." My body reacts on instinct to his
commands. He knows he has control over me. I can see it written all
over his face as I spread my legs exposing myself to him. "Who has
control?"

"You do." A delicious smirk slowly forms
across his face. He slowly step towards me. My heart is pounding in
its cage. Blood is rushing through my body at high rates of speed.
I already feel light headed and he hasn't even touched me
yet.

"Only like this, beautiful, and only with
you." His hands slide up my calves, past my knees, and rest on my
thighs. Leaning down with his face hovering over my wet folds, he
whispers, "You want me." His warm breath prickles my exposed
flesh.

"Yes." My voice is laced with need.

He leans his face closer, his lips almost
touching my skin. I raise my hips, but his hands pin them to the
mattress. "You need me."

"Yes." My voice is but a whisper. Knowing he
is so close to touching me, but holding back is torture to my
senses.

"You need to feel me." Slowly, he slides to
fingers between my slick folds circling my clit with my
wetness.

"Yes."

"You are mine." Those words light up all my
senses as he thrusts his fingers deep into my pussy.

"Yes. Yours!"

"Good, girl." Curling up his fingers, he hits
all the right nerves. My toes curl and my fists cling to the sheets
twisting them in my hands. His fingers slam into me, his palm
hitting my clit with every thrust. I'm losing control between the
heat of his touch and the skill of his hands. "Oh. My. God.
Theron!" Slowing his pace, he dragging his fingers along my nerves.
It's torture. I'm a breath away from heavenly bliss and he slows
down. "No! Don't stop. I'm so close." I buck my hips and he lets
out a laugh.

"Fuck me, beautiful. I love what I see. What
will happen if I don't let you come?"

I move my hands down my body towards my clit,
but he grabs my wrist. I need release. "I'll die, Theron. Please, I
need you, only you."

"Always me, Beautiful, always me. Never anyone
else."

"Never." His fingers slide in and out of my
pussy. Leaning down, he softly kisses my clit. His tongue swirls
around my knot of nerves while his fingers curl and hit my nerves
at lightning speed. My back arches, my body is damp with sweat, and
I lose control. Who am I kidding? I never had control. "Ahh!
Theron!" My orgasm spreads through my body, consuming me. Slowing
his fingers, he drags every last bit of my orgasm out of me and I
revel in it. His fingers still and my body twitches around
them.

He slides his finger out and I feel an
emptiness at the loss of his touch. His swirling eyes look up at
me. I watch as he sucks his fingers into his mouth, making sure to
consume of every last drop of my orgasm. He's fucking amazing.
Lifting me by my hips, he places me farther back on the bed. He's
hovering over me on his hands and knees. Wrapping my arms around
his neck, I pull his face down towards mine. His lips are warm and
salty from sweat mixed with my release. His love wraps me in a
cocoon. I feel his hand move as he breaks the kiss and I look up.
He stares into my eyes while he strokes himself before rubbing my
clit with the tip of his hard cock. Watching him touch himself is
so incredibly erotic.

A sexy grin spread across his face. "I'm going
to fuck you until you scream." Slamming his cock into my pussy, he
lets out a moan. "Fuck!"

"Ahh!"

"You ready, beautiful?"

“
Yes!”

He bends my knees and pushes them up to my
chest. Resting his hands on the back of my thighs, he spreads my
legs wider. He thrusts in and out of me never taking his hands off
my thighs. All of his weight is hammering into my core. It's so
deep, it's almost painful.

"Fuck!" I'm at his mercy and I enjoy every
second of it. He slams into me again. My insides are building into
a frenzied knot. Pulling his cock out of me, he grabs me by my
waist and flips me over on my stomach.

"Spread your legs." I do as he says, but I get
a smack on my ass making me moan. "Wider." Smack! I spread my legs
as wide as I can. Placing a hand on the base of my neck, he pushes
me into the mattress. He braces himself with his other hand on my
back, his fingers wrapping around my side. He slowly slides into
me. I can feel every inch of him. "You are so wet, baby. You feel
like silk wrapped around my cock." He stills for a minute before
picking up speed and ramming back into me. My walls clench around
him. It's so rough, almost animalistic. I can hear his breath rough
and fast in my ears. There's no way I can hold on. I'm absolutely
lost with him.

"Ahh! Theron!" My orgasm hits me hard sending
my mind spiraling out of control. "Oh. My. Fucking. God.
Yes!"

Tightening his grip around my neck, he
increases his pace. He's absolutely relentless. "Oh, Fuck! Eve!" My
walls spasm around him as I feel the warmth of his release filling
me. His body collapses on top of mine completely covering me.
Gently pulling himself out of me, he rolls to his side. He wraps
his arm around me pulling me to him. "Baby. There are no
words."

I shake my head in agreeance. Running my
fingers through his damp locks, I push them out of his face. My
hand skims his jawline, his dark stubble soft under my fingertips.
Catching my thumb, he holds it to his mouth kissing it. I softly
smile. My heart is completely filled with love for him. I never
thought I could love someone so intensely, and so completely.
Closing my eyes, I press my head to his chest. He rests his chin on
my forehead as I listen to his heartbeat. "I love you,
Theron."

"Beautiful, you have no idea what those words
do to me. I've waited so long to be loved and to be seen for who I
am. I constantly have this dream where I fall in love with an angel
who makes me feel needed and wanted. She makes me feel loved. You
are that angel. I love you with everything that I am. I'm so
incredibly lucky to hold you in my arms. I am never letting go. I
am keeping you." Tears falls from the corner of my eyes as I
tightly squeeze them and nuzzle into his chest.

Waking up with the smell of Theron wrapped
around me, I open my eyes, but I find myself alone. His smell
lingers on his pillow and I bury my face in it taking a deep
breath. Stretching, I sit up. I feel completely worn out. It's a
great feeling. I notice a pain pill and a glass of water sitting
beside my sling. I roll my eyes as I pop the pill into my mouth and
chase it down with the glass of water.

My clothes have been neatly folded and are
laying on top of the dresser. Grabbing my clothes, I head to the
bathroom to freshen up and fix my hair. I've just finished putting
on my lip gloss when I hear a light tapping on the bathroom
door.

"Come in."

Theron opens the door and takes a seat on the
countertop. "How are you feeling? Is your hand sore at
all?"

"A little. I took the pills you left me." I
step between his legs, lay my hands on his knees, and run my palms
up his thigh. It's like I'm under a spell and I have no control of
my movements. I have to touch him, feel him.

"Beautiful?"

"Hmmm?" Fingers grasp my chin and bring my
face to his. I melt into him as his soft lips press into mine. I've
lost the ability to speak, but I want him to know how much I love
and need him, so I pour myself into the kiss. His hands weave and
wind into my hair, tilting my head back he breaks the
kiss.