Saint
im with you - avirl lavigne
Thewomanwhoconsumesmy every thought.
Controls my life by simply having her own heartbeat.
Hair as dark as the depths of a raging ocean.
Eyes as blue as the calmness of its surface when it wins the fight.
Features so flawless, you wouldn’t be able to imagine the scars that her mind carries.
I’m the luckiest bastard in the world, because I get to rain down hell on anyone who threatens us with that very woman who matches me in every single way.
We’ve been hiding out until nightfall, waiting for darkness to provide us with a playground that me and my soon-to-be wife thrive in.
My eyes roll over her sitting in the passenger seat. She’s kitted out like a man-made weapon, and she is.
She can lure you into her web with her beauty, disarm you with those pretty eyes, make you want to drop to your knees and surrender when she opens that fucking mouth.
And even when you do all of that, she still wouldn’t hesitate to slit your throat.
I groan, lifting my hips when my dick strains against the zipper.
My hand reaches out to glide along her inner thigh, and she tilts her head back against the seat, staring at me whilst letting out a sigh.
I might be able to conjure her favourite stars through the desire that bleeds beneath my fingertips. But when I look at her?
Truly look at her.
She’s like the fucking moon for me, the only light in a soul as dark and brutal as mine.
And to think she almost snatched that light away, thinking I was gone.
My jaw grinds together, and I grip her hand, brushing my lips over her knuckles. “You ready, darling?”
Indie’s smile is the prettiest and most haunted thing I’ve ever witnessed.
Christ, I love this woman so much it’s hard to believe I’m allowed to share the same air as her. I’m a man obsessed, addicted. I’ll never shy away from those feelings.
“Let’s go,” she whispers, unbuckling her seatbelt.
I hop out the car, walking around to open the door for her. When she slides down against my chest, I take a moment to just hold her in my arms, pushing her loose hair away from her face. “I want you fucking wild in there. I’m not gonna hold you back, Indie. But do me just one favour?”
“What is it?” she asks, wetting her lips as she stares up at me.
My lips flicker. “Stay in my line of sight.”
She rolls her eyes in a way I take note of for later. “Yes, boss.”
My groan rumbles in my throat, and I pull her to me, kissing and stepping into her so her back hits against my SUV. She tilts her head, opening up for me as I deepen it. “Go be that unhinged monster I crave to see again, darling,” I say against her lips.
I’ve seen it in her eyes since the moment she looked at those photos, that other darkness that threatens to take away the light.
If I can keep her mind shielded until she’s ready to bite back at it, then I’ll do whatever it takes.
Both of our earpieces crackle with static. “Rolling the feed. Guys, you can head in.”
