Awakened (28 page)

"Stefan, listen to me."

"I thought…I thought I would never see
you again. I thought I had lost your forever." He looked up at me,
his caramel eyes were filled with tears and hurt.

"No Stefan, I could never do that. I'm
sorry, I'm so sorry Stefan for everything I've done and everything
I've put you through. Please forgive me; I need you to forgive me.
I need you to love me and I need to love you. You are my everything
and so much more..." My voice trailed off, I didn't know what else
to say.

He had stopped crying and was staring
at me, looking deep into my core. "Why did you leave? Why did you
leave and not say anything?"

"I run. It's my natural reaction. When
things look like they’re going to burst into flames I run for the
hills. I'm fucked up, okay?" I felt the tears start
forming.

"We're both fucked up,
Stefan, but maybe that's why we need each other. Maybe that's what
brought us together, what will
keep
us together. You give me hope that after my crazy
life, after everything I've been through, that maybe there is hope
for a happy future. You make me feel like I deserve it."

He lifted my chin up so that my eyes
locked with his. "I want to give you the world. I want to love you
more than words can describe. I've never felt so vulnerable, so raw
with any other woman. From the moment I caught you in my arms, I
gave my heart to you. Everything I am is you. You are my universe,
my reason for being; life without you is pointless."

I sighed with relief. It felt so nice
to hear him say that. "I know I've got to work on things, that I'm
not perfect but I'm asking you to work with me, to give me a chance
and stand by my side. Stefan, I need you. I love you more then I
love the air I breathe. You are the air that fills my lungs, you
are the blood that runs through my veins; you are the drug that I
crave. I refuse to give up on us."

He stood to his feet and held out his
hands to help me to mine.

"You can't run. You can’t run every
time I fuck up or say something that scares you. You've got to
trust me and talk to me. If you give me your heart I promise to
protect you, to love and cherish you. I will be everything you need
and I will make sure you have everything you could possibly desire.
All I ask for in return is your commitment to be with me and only
me. I need your word that you won't run out on me. You have to be
patient with me. I'm not good at explaining how I feel; I've never
done this before. I've never felt like this." I saw the burning
passion start rising in his eyes.

I hated the idea of a commitment.
Hell, I couldn't even commit to a nail polish for a solid week. But
I hated what my life would be like without him even
more.

"I’m yours Stefan, forever. I
promise," I whispered.

Stefan's body slammed into mine
sending a rippling wave through my body. He kissed me with passion
and raw, intensity. Nothing could compare to this moment, the
moment we jumped head first…together.

I pulled my hands up to his hair and
ran my fingers through it, gently tugging. He cupped his hands
around my butt and squeezed, sending a light moan rippling up my
throat.

"I missed you...so much,"
he said between kisses. I moaned again in agreement. "You. Are.
Mine." He said in between gentle kisses down my neck. He lifted me
up and carried me to his bedroom, closing the door behind him. He
gently laid me down on the bed and I watched as he undid his tie
and unbuttoned his white shirt, sliding it off to reveal his bare
muscled chest. I smiled at the sight.
God
how I had missed that view.

He undid his belt, then his pants and
stepped out of them, pulling his boxers and freeing himself from
the constrictions. He sprang to life and walked over to me. I felt
myself become wet in anticipation.

"Tonight, you are mine. Tonight I will
control you." He leaned down and kissed me, teasing his tongue into
my mouth, I could taste his anticipation. He flipped me over and
slowly unzipped my dress. He rolled me over once more and quickly
pulled the dress off of me.

"I’m going to fuck you wearing only
those stockings," he ran his fingers up my leg. He was practically
drooling. He pulled my panties off and found my sweet spot with his
fingers. He removed his fingers, replacing them with his tongue,
and licked me gently.

I gripped the sheets and felt my body
shudder as I neared my breaking point. Once I finally reached it
from his tongue and fingers, I let myself fall. I moaned, loudly,
as I let myself fall.

"One," he said picking his head up. I
smiled. I would give into him all night, for the rest of my
life.

"You. Are. The. Most. Beautiful.
Thing. Ever." He said between kisses up my body. He stopped at my
breast and began licking and flicking my nipples, making them stand
to attention. I thread my hands through his hair and lifted my body
upwards, giving him better access.

After a moment he propped himself over
me with his hands on either side of my body, letting me get
completely lost in his caramel eyes that were burning for passion
for me. This man, kissing me and making my body feel things it's
never felt, loved me.

He leaned down and pressed his lips
into mine, again.

He lifted himself up and stared deep
into my soul as he slowly began to fill me. I closed my eyes and
arched my body, allowing him to fill me completely.

"Feel me baby, feel all of me." I let
my body focus on him. I wrapped my arms around his back and dug my
fingers into his skin.

Stefan pulled back and thrust hard
into me, causing me to groan. That was all I needed to fall, I
spiraled downwards giving in, completely.

He leaned down and kissed me, "two." I
pulled him closer until our lips met, again.

He began his rhythm, fast and hard. He
gripped the side of my hips and pulled me upwards slamming into me,
each time sending shocks through my body. He took one of his hands
off my hip and began using his finger to massage my clit, which
made me shiver again, how many times could this man make me
cum?

He started going as deep and hard as
he could.

"Baby, come again, come with me." He
leaned back down over me, allowing my hands to glide over the
muscles on his back. I closed my eyes and allowed myself to feel
every inch of him.

We both climbed the hill together,
giving in completely to each other.

Before I knew it we had reached the
end, together. Our moans collided together as we found our release
simultaneous.

He stayed inside of me as he collapsed
onto me. I ran my fingers through his hair, teasing his hair. This
man right here, lying on top of me, was all I ever needed in life.
I would do whatever it took to hold onto him and love him with all
my heart.

We spent the rest of the
night intertwined in each other, allowing ourselves to be
completely raw with each other
.

Chapter
Twenty-One

The next morning, my whole body was
sore from my passionate night. I rolled over to find an empty bed.
I heard the bath water start running so I stood to my feet and
tried to gain my bearings. My whole body groaned with
complaint.

I walked into the bathroom
and found Stefan sitting on the edge of the Jacuzzi, he was
completely naked, his shoulders rising and falling with each
breath.
I could get use to
this.

"Good morning, how do you feel?" He
sprinkled something into the bath water and the whole room smelled
like I was sitting on the beach, watching the waves roll
in.

"Good morning. I feel like I have been
ran over by a semi and then it reversed and ran over me again," I
laughed as I walked to the bath tub.

"Care to take a bath with me? It'll
help with the ache." He shut off the water and looked at me with
passion burning in his eyes.

"I would love that," I held onto his
hands and stepped up the steps into the bath water. I stuck my foot
in but quickly withdrew it, "Ouch! That's too hot."

"You just need to get used to it. The
heat of the water will better help calm your aching
muscles."

I slid into the bath water, slowly. It
was going to take getting used to, but as soon as I was all the way
in, my body began to relax and my muscles felt better. Stefan
climbed in and set behind me, he wrapped his arms around me and
kissed me on the back of the neck.

"Can you turn around? I want to see
you, baby." I stood to my feet and sat back down, my legs wrapping
around his body.

"I'm lucky to have you." I smiled at
him.

Stefan tucked a piece of hair behind
my ear. "You are so gorgeous, I am the lucky one."

"How does the water feel
now?"

"Really good, actually. I'm already
feeling so much better."

He grabbed a soapy sponge and gently
washed my body, taking special care to wash every part.

After he finished, I washed
his body with the same affection and love he had shown me. Stefan
leaned in and kissed me, parting my lips with his tongue. He palmed
my breasts, kneading them, causing me to moan. I tilted my head,
allowing him access to my neck where he kissed me with teasing
nibbles. I felt him come to life under the water; it was my turn to
take control. I reached for him with my hand and stroked him under
the water. He moaned and leaned his head back. Stefan's arms laid
on each side of the bath tub, his head tilted back;
oh, how he turned me on without even touching
me.

I stopped and pulled him towards me,
moving us to the middle of the bath tub. He looked puzzled, but
didn't fight it. He leaned me back, filling me, completely. He
growled through his clenched teeth and dug his fingers into my
waist. I grabbed his shoulders and let my head fall
backwards.

"Are you sure you want to do this
again? If you're in pain…" He held me tight so I couldn't
move.

"Shut up and kiss me."

He smiled and his lips found mine. We
found a rhythm with each other. The passion burning between us was
more than I could handle. The things he did to my body, the things
he made me feel inside, were incomprehensible.

Soon we were lost in each other,
giving in to the burning love between us.

"Baby, I need you to grab that box,
can you lift it okay?" Stefan asked, as he picked up one of the
larger boxes in my room. Everything was packed and ready to be
moved in to the U-Haul outside.

I had finally decided to move in with
him. He had bought us a house outside of town, twenty acres
separated us from any other living being. The house we bought was a
cute ranch style home with four bedrooms and three baths and a four
car garage. Stefan was in the process of building a small house
behind our home so Charles could have the much needed privacy he
deserved. I had finally agreed to take back the keys to my Mercedes
after plenty of debate. I was ready for this next chapter in my
life.

"Yeah, I think I can." I lifted the
box but it immediately fell out of my hands and landed on my foot.
"Shit!"

Stefan dropped his box and came over
to me. "What happened?"

"I dropped the box and it fell on my
fucking foot," I complained as I hobbled around.

"I told you we should've hired movers.
Here, sit down and let me take a look at it." I walked over to a
box and sat down. He lifted my foot and took off my sandal; I was
convinced it would bruise.

"No movers, I told you that. Why pay
that money when we can do it?" I saw no reason why we should spend
that money when we were fully able to do it ourselves.

"Because I have plenty of it, that's
why. I think your foot will be fine, it's going to bruise pretty
badly, though. We’ll need to put ice on it when we get home." He
smiled.

"This isn't funny," I yanked my foot
away.

"No, I wasn't smiling at that. I was
smiling at the fact that it’s our home."

I smiled back at him.