“Doing what?” I ask with a shaky breath.
“This.”
And with that one word, he leans down while simultaneously pulling me towards him and before I even know what’s happening he’s pressing his lips to mine.
Chapter Seventeen
Dragna
Blyat’. This is why I haven’t been able to get her out of my head. These fucking lips. I knew when I kissed her, I’d be signing myself up to be so fucking gone for this girl, to be hers forever.
I belong here, kissing her, making sure she’s safe. She belongs in my life and now that I’ve kissed her there’s no fucking way I’m letting her go.
I move my hand from her face to cup the back of her head and finally, fucking finally I slide my fingers through her soft deep brown hair and I grip her by her roots. She moans into my mouth, our kiss now turning dangerously heated.
Somewhere during our lips meeting, our tongues collided and she brought her hands to the back of my neck, pulling me closer to her. I can feel myself growing harder by the second and I need to get some control, but with Willow, I can’t.
Kissing her is realising my heart is beating for something other than to just pump blood through my body.
She digs her nails into my neck and I release a noise somewhere between a moan and a hiss. She quickly breaks the kiss at the sound and looks at me like she’s worried she hurt me.
“I’m sorry! I don’t know why I did that, I didn’t mean to hurt you.” She rushes out completely breathless. She tries to bring her hands down from my neck and retreat away from me but I don’t let her. I bend down to grip the back of her thighs, lifting her and pushing her against the wall.
“Give me it all Willow.” I say as I kiss her neck.
“Do whatever you want to me.” I kiss her jaw.
“The only way you could ever hurt me is by not giving me a chance to show you how sorry I am.” I say while I bring my forehead to hers.
She sucks in a breath before clutching the collar of my shirt and putting her lips back on mine. I wrap her legs around my waist and hold her up with one hand, bringing my other hand back to her hair and tugging on it. I kiss down from her lips to her jaw, to her neck. Licking, biting, sucking, all while she makes the most glorious noises I’ve ever heard.
“Dragna.” She moans while moving her hands to my shoulders, digging her nails in again. I moan against her shoulder, biting it and beginning to grind myself against her. Fuck, I need her. Right now.
That thought brings me back to reality. I have her pinned against a cafe bathroom wall. The bathroom she just had a panic attack in. As much as I don’t want to, I need to control myself. I pull away from her and wipe some of the sweat that’s beading on her forehead away.
“Fuck I’m sorry Willow.” I say as I rest my head on her shoulder again.
“Don’t, please don’t do that.” She says with a shaky voice, sounding like she’s going to cry. I immediately look at her and I can see the pain in her eyes that she thinks I’m pulling away from her again. She looks down to avoid my gaze.
“Hey, look at me.” I say as I dip my head to kiss her. When I break the kiss she looks me in the eyes and I hate myself for being the one to put the doubt that’s in them there.
“I’m not sorry for what’s just happened. I’m sorry because I don’t want you to think I’ve taken advantage. You’ve just had a panic attack. You’re vulnerable and for that I apologise, but don’t think I don’t want you Willow. Fuck I want you so much you have no idea what I’ve done because I’ve been out of my mindthinking about you.” I practically pant the last part out against her lips, holding back from kissing her again.
“Then why did you leave me after dinner just standing on my doorstep the way you did?” She asks with tears beginning to form in her eyes.
“We should talk about this when I get you home safe. Okay?” She nods and just because I can’t help myself, I kiss her again, slowly this time, before setting her down.
“Come onmoya dusha. I’ll drive you.” I link my fingers with hers, bend down to pick up her things, and then lead her through the cafe.
“My purse and my phone, they’re gone.” She rushes out when she notices the table she was at is completely empty.
“It’s okay, they are in the car. I’ve got you Willow.”
She looks up at me with so much innocence in her eyes that I make a vow to myself to never let anyone or anything hurt her. To never let anything remove that innocence no matter how deep I let her into my dark world.
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Willow has fallen asleep on the drive to her apartment. I know how much a panic attack can wipe you out, so I’m driving as slow as I can across town to take her home, giving her some time to sleep before I have to wake her up and tell her the news that she is in fact being stalked.
