Page 23 of Until He Confesses

I had absolutely no qualms about that, so after moving my fingers to the sides, I held his gaze and slid the fabric down his hips.

His cock sprung out, hard and virile and my heart began to pound in my chest. His size had always excited me more than I could control but now and as my gaze lowered to see what had become of it after so many years I couldn’t look away.

The fabric pooled around his legs. I watched as he stepped out of them and then my gaze ran up his muscled thighs to the member that was sitting upright against his stomach.

“So far you’re the only woman that has been able to turn me on this much,” he said.

I smiled, enthralled at the slight bulge of veins running up the length, my need to touch him to have him in my mouth and to taste him as I once did nearly overpower my senses. I started to lower down but before I could go all the way his hand circled around the side of my neck and then he kissed me.

For the first few seconds after, everything else beyond his taste in my mouth seemed not to register.

I was a bit struck and startled all at once as the sweet soft heat of his lips pressed against mine. I recalled what his kisses used to do to me, how dazed they used to leave me, and found that now even after all these years not much had changed. In short, it seemed even more potent and before I could stop myself, I was pressing even harder against him and angling my head to deepen the contact. He obliged me, leaning down to slide his tongue into my mouth and my knees nearly gave out. I clung onto his biceps, no longer able to support myself on the tips of my toes, and could feel his smile against my lips.

The water fell down softly on us, and I almost couldn’t believe what was happening. It was only a few hours in and yet this trip had already surpassed my expectations in more ways than one.

Kissing him I realized was just like riding a bicycle but at the same time, it felt like flying incredibly high up in the sky. I clung to him even harder, but it wasn’t enough. The heat from our skin melted into one but it wasn’t enough. My heart was full, racing so hard with excitement and contentment that I could scarcely believe it.

I threw my arms around his shoulders and slid my hands into his wet hair, trying to make up for all the kisses I had missed from him over the years.

I realized now that I had been so incredibly lucky to meet someone off the bat that I was so attracted to and felt so safe with. A lot had changed between us but still, the attraction was palpable and irresistible, and I gave myself completely to it.

His arms tightened around my waist crushing me to his body and as once again he held me so tightly to him that I could barely tell us apart, I felt emotions well up in my throat.

Choking on a sob I immediately buried my face in his neck so that I could regain control of myself. Incredibly glad that the running water could cover up my embarrassing display of emotion. But then as he continued to hold me warmly and sweetly, I knew I had already been caught. He remained still while I used him as the pillar of strength that I needed and he placed a kiss on my forehead.

My entire body shook.

This was the man that had introduced me to intimacy and vulnerability. Had been a shield and covering for me. He wasn’t comedic at all, but I’d always found myself nearly laughing at every odd or irritating expression he had at nearly everything and everyone.

Except me.

I was always the exception and it made me feel so special. But in this moment the intense hurt of his betrayal came to mind, and I couldn’t bear it all over again. I pulled away and got out of the stall before he could stop me.

After grabbing a towel, I immediately wrapped it around myself and was out of the bathroom in no time.

10

LUCAS

Iwatched her leave and didn’t need anyone to tell me what had suddenly come over her.

She shoved her hair out of her face as she grabbed her towel and for a brief moment, our eyes met through the mirror. I could see the redness in the corners, and for quite a while after it left me unable to move.

Her reaction made me realize that in all the years we had been separated, I had never really thought about her being sad or hurt at all by our separation.

In fact, my assumption had been that she’d felt nothing, and for a long time after that was what had made me the angriest.

But now I couldn’t help but wonder if I had gotten it all wrong.

My head back then was filled with anger and hurt but to my heart, it had never made sense.

How could a girl who I had been head over heels for and who I could clearly see felt the same way suddenly want absolutely nothing to do with me when it was time for us to plan how we would go ahead with our futures together?

She hadn’t even given me a reason and had simply said, ‘You didn’t really expect this to last forever, did you?’

I had nearly lost my mind but yet and somehow in her presence, I had been able to keep my cool because I couldn’t bear for her to see how much she affected me.

How much she had ripped me open because yes, I had expected us to last forever and I had been ready to fight for it with all my heart and soul.