Undescribable (49 page)

“I’m sorry,” I whisper.

He sighs and wipes the tears from my face. He places his forehead on mine and closes his eyes. “I’m sorry your heart is broken, Angel. I wish I could make it whole. I wish I was the one who could take all the pain away.”

“You do,” I whisper as I look at his pained face so close to mine. “Don’t you see? You do.” I pull my head away from his. “You make me feel better. You make me feel something I have never known, and that’s what gets me through the day, Slade.”

He smiles and it makes me smile. I still can’t tell him I love him. I’m just not ready for that step.

But I’m tired of hiding that fact that I need him.

That I feel he is the only reason I’m breathing right now.

That he can stop my heart with only a look.

That he can make me weak in the knees with just a word.

That he sets my body on fire with just a touch.

I need him in every possible way a person can need someone. He leans down and kisses me. It’s soft and slow, very intimate as he explores my mouth with his tongue. “Thank you,” he says as his lips are still on mine.

“For what?”

“For letting me know what was wrong. Don’t ever think that you can’t.” He leans back, trailing his hands up and down my arms.

I wipe the tears from my eyes. “How about that wine?” I say, making him laugh.

“Whatever Angel wants.” He reaches behind him, grabbing the wine bottle. I hand him the corkscrew. “Thank you.” He pops the cork as I hold the glasses in my hand. I hand him his glass as I look at mine. I watch the wine swirl around in my glass.

“Angel,” he says softly, getting my attention.

I look up at him. “Thank you for tonight.” I look over the city and all the twinkling lights. “It’s beautiful up here.” I take a drink of my wine.

“It is,” he agrees.

“Thank you for yesterday as well,” I smirk at him.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He tries to hold back a smile as he looks over the city.

I put my hand on his face, pulling it towards me. “I know, Slade.”

He chuckles. “I knew that Holly would fold. She can’t keep secrets.” He shakes his head.

“I don’t agree with how you went about it, but thank you. That was very sweet.” I take a big drink of my wine.

“Did I give you enough?”

He didn’t think he had given me enough? “Yes. I even have money to give back to you. It’s in my purse back at the house.”

He shakes his head. “Keep it. Buy yourself another pair of shoes.”

“Slade, I’m not keeping the money. I didn’t even spend half of it.”

He narrows his eyes at me. “Keep it,” he repeats.

I sigh, knowing this will get me nowhere. “Thank you. When is your birthday?” I haven’t asked him this question because I hadn’t wanted him to ask when mine was.
Now that the cat is out of the bag…

“November fifteenth,” he growls.

I laugh. “You hate your birthday too?”

“I’m going to be thirty this year.” He finishes off his glass of wine, then sets it down beside him. I set my glass down as well and lay down on my back, getting comfortable.

“There’s nothing wrong with thirty,” I say as I look up at the stars.

“You only say that because you’re not thirty yet.” He places a hand next to my side as he leans over my body.

I can’t help but compare his eyes to the stars. I could just stare at them forever. I lift my arm, placing my hand on his cheek, and he places his left hand over mine. He pulls them away from his cheek and brings it to his lips, giving it tender kisses.

I smile.

He lets go of my hand as he leans his head down, stopping just inches from mine. He stares into my eyes as he places his hand on my cheek while running his thumb over my bottom lip. “You are unbelievably gorgeous,” he whispers. “And all mine.”

I tremble as his words fall on my lips. “All yours,” I agree.

Even though we are outside in the warm fresh air, it’s getting hard to breathe.

His lips brush mine and I tangle my hand in his hair. He opens up, his tongue softly meeting mine. I can’t do this slowly. I need hard and fast with him. I tighten my hand in his hair as he hisses in a breath.

“Fuck,” he breathes in my mouth.

“I want you, Slade.” I let go of his hair as my hand finds their way to his pants.

He pulls his mouth away from mine. “I didn’t bring you out here to fuck you, Angel.” He gives me a soft smile.

“No?”

He shakes his head.

“Well then consider it a bonus,” I tease.

He laughs at me, then grabs my face in his hands as his face gets serious. “Every second I spend with you is a bonus, Angel.” His lips once again make contact with mine. I feel his hands leave my face and go to my shorts, unbuttoning them quickly.

He pulls away, sitting up. “Lift your hips,” he commands. I lift my hips as he pulls my shorts and thong down my legs. I kick off my heels and sit up, taking my shirt and bra off over my head.

I sit there and watch him while he pulls his wallet out of his back pocket, producing a condom. He removes his jeans and his shirt. “Lay down.”

I lay down, letting my hands fall beside my head while he positions himself between my legs. He hovers over me with a smile on his face while I feel the tip of him running along my sex, teasing me. “Please.” I will beg all he wants.

“How do you want it, Angel?” He smiles.

“You know how I like it.” I trust him completely with my body.

Just not with my heart.

He lifts his dark eyebrows. “Yes I do.” He enters me in one hard thrust as I cry out in the open night air. I place my arms on his chest, dragging my nails over his pecks. He grabs my hands and pins them above my head in one hand. “You like it hard and fast.” he says as I arch my back, taking in a deep breath. He pulls back slowly. “You like having me in control.” He pushes back in me hard, pushing my body closer to the cab in the process.

“Yes,” I pant.

“You like me dominating you.” He tightens his grip on my wrists.

“Yes.” I close my eyes.

“Look at me,” he demands softly.

I open my eyes and look into his beautiful blue ones. They are clouded over with want. “I like, how you like it.” He pulls out slowly. “I like showing you that I own you.” He enters me just a bit, then pulls back out.

I wiggle. “Slade, please.” I need more.

“I like it when you beg.”

“Please,” I beg again, still trying to wiggle my hips.

“I like hearing you scream.” He pushes all the way into me, hard and fast.

“Slade!”

“Just like that, baby.” He pulls back and enters me the same way as before.

“Please,” I pant. “Don’t stop.” I don’t want him to slow down.

He leans his head down to mine. “I wasn’t going to,” he says before his lips attack mine.

I lay on his chest, panting and trying to slow my heart while I watch him. His eyes are closed as he lies on his back.

“Angel.” He lifts his head looking down at me.

“What?” I smile a big smile, showing him that he has changed my mood immensely.

“We should probably get dressed and head back.” He runs a hand through my hair. “After all that screaming you did, I wouldn’t be surprised if the cops show up any minute,” he laughs.

I sit up, shoving him playfully. “You made me do it.”

“I know.” he gives me his victory smile. “And it was fun. Believe me.”

I laugh, grabbing my clothes and putting my shirt on.

We get dressed rather quickly. Slade loads everything in the truck, then comes back to get me.

“Here, let me help you down.” He stands at the end of the tailgate.

I warp my legs around him and he carries me to the passenger door, helping me get in to the truck, then walks around getting in himself. I lean my head up against the window and close my eyes.

“Okay. Did you get it done?” I hear Slade’s voice.

I blink a few times. Where are we? I look out my window and see we are driving down the highway. When did I fall asleep?

“That’s perfect. Thanks. I know it was hard on such short notice.”

I close my eyes again while Slade talks on his phone. When did I get so tired? I feel him pick me up and carry me. “Lift your arms, Angel,” he says softly. I lift my arms, keeping my eyes shut as he undresses me and places me under the covers in his bed. “Good night, Angel.” He kisses me lightly on the forehead.

I close my eyes with a big smile on my face.

Right now I don’t care about my past or the future. All I care about is being in his arms and how happy he makes me.

Us...lying in bed together.

Right now.

That’s all that matters to me.

I wake up and see my Angel. I run my hand up and down her back, just feeling her soft skin underneath my hand. I remember what we did in the back of my truck under the stars last night and I smile to myself. It was incredible. She is incredible; always blowing my mind. I never expected her to want to have sex out there. Once again she surprised me.

I lie down and grab for my phone, noticing that my alarm is going to go off in ten minutes. I want to lay here the ten extra minutes with her in my arms, but I won’t.

I turn my alarm off and crawl out of bed, walking to the bathroom and turn on the shower.

I stand under the water, thinking about Angel. She was so upset and heartbroken last night. I hate not being able to help her. She tells me I do, but I know it’s only temporary. She forgets about it when I’m distracting her, but I’m sure as soon as she wakes up, her mom will be on her mind.

I rinse off and get out of the shower. I need to do something for her tonight as well. I need to keep her busy and her mind off of everything else. What can I do, though?

I dry off and open the bathroom door quietly, trying not to wake her. I see her still asleep, so I move slowly to the closet to get dressed. I put on a gray button up shirt with a black tie and black slacks, slip on my shoes, and proceed back into the bedroom. I walk over to the bed and softly touch her cheek. God, I wish she knew how much I love her. I will never be the same old Slade. There is no limit to what I will do for her. She just has to let me in and give me the opportunity.