Yes, but she needed to.She wanted to know every last detail of what had left him in this state.The hell she’d gone through last night fearing the worst.She was all ready to interrogate the shit out of him.The first in a long series of questions sat ready on her tongue, but the strain in every line of his face convinced her to curb her impulses.Whatever had happened had obviously left him mentally as well as physically bruised.
“Okay,” she squeezed his hand.“I won’t prod.I’ll be thankful you’re relatively okay.”He was, otherwise, he wouldn’t have played the gig, right?
The remark prompted a dry laugh, lacking in humour that gave way to a twitchy, uneasy silence, wherein he refused to make eye contact.Instead, he stared at their interlocked fingers as if he wasn’t sure he was enjoying the connection.After a moment or two, he pulled his hand away.
“Alle, I… God, I’m so sorry, but I can’t do this.”He began backing away again.
“Spook?”She caught hold of his arm and felt the flesh jump.“I don’t understand.What’s going on?”
“You.Me… I can’t.”
“You can’t?Did I do something wrong?”
“No.No.Of course not.”He reached out to her but stopped short of actually touching her.His features crumpled into agony.“Every time you’re near, it just makes it so fucking difficult.I really… I don’t know if I can do this right now.”His thumb finally touched her cheek, while his fingers curled against the underside of her jaw.“Ah, look at you.You’re so goddamn perfect.Walking fucking temptation.It makes me want to…”
“To what?”
His thumb brushed her lips, then began making shallow back and forth strokes along her cheekbone.His thoughts were not so incomprehensible in that moment.They were surely a mirror of hers.Same scenario, just a different angle.
“You know I want everything you do.”
“Do you?”he responded trance-like.“If only I believed that were true.”
“Let me convince you.”
His index finger caressed her lips again.This time when she sighed, he pushed the digit into her mouth.Alle flicked her tongue against the intrusion, then more firmly massaged the calloused pad.
Spook fed her another finger, the blue of his eyes darkening with each suck.
God, yes.She wanted more.Wanted to melt into him.Have him press her up against the wall and chase off all her anxieties with a few well positioned smacks.Her body was already warming, softening, opening at the prospect.Whatever he needed, she’d give him.
The months they’d spent apart had surely been torture for them both.They could end that right here and now.Make good on the promises they’d made to one another by fucking every which way possible.
Three fingers now, which he was pushing deeper with each stroke, like he was testing her resilience before he fed her something larger.
Her hands found purchase against his chest, and then drifted downwards towards his fly.The moment she traced the line of his cock through his jeans, he jammed her hard against the wall.“Alle,” he groaned, before his mouth possessed her, and his fingers curled into the flesh of her arse.
Hell yes!With her whole body, hell yes.
His hips ground hard against her own, as he held her fixed exactly where he needed to feel her.
Alle flicked her tongue against the slit in his lip, and suddenly, he was holding her at arm’s length again, while their intermingled breath heated the air between them.
“Fuck,” he said.
“Please.”
Tiny crow’s feet appeared in the corners of his eyes, which stretched out into grooves as his expression contorted into a humourless grimace.He took a step back, his hands raised up to shoulder height.“Alle.God.No.”The crease lines around his eyes deepened.“No.I can’t.We can’t.”A shiver rolled through him from toe to tip.“You need to leave.Right now.Please, get out of here, before you tempt me to do something insane.”
“Spook?”He’d always been twitchy and prone to swinging from “no fucking way” to “yes, yes, baby”, in the space of a few heartbeats, but this was extreme even for him.
“Please, Alle.Just go.Leave.Before one of us does something we’ll regret and that can’t be undone.”
She would never regret a single thing they did together.There was nothing he would ever need to worry over.They were consenting adults, and she liked it when things got wild between them.Besides, they were perfectly capable of having an adult conversation and setting some ground rules.She’d browsed enough forums to know that communication was the key.
And evidently, their downfall.
“What is it you think I’m going to regret?I’m telling you, whatever it is, it doesn’t exist.”
