Violet
The space between us had shrunk to almost nothing.
The air suddenly felt heavy... and sweet with a faint scent from him I had never exactly slt before. It had to be from the water...
’You’re lying.’
My skin tingled where he touched , and there was a warmth spreading through my chest that amplified the faint dizziness I felt.
His gaze dropped to my lips.
My heart stuttered.
’I’m seeing things.’
"We should..." I started, but the words dissolved on my tongue.
His hand slid up my spine, slowly, deliberately, his fingertips tracing each path through what I was wearing. The touch sent shivers cascading down my body, and raising goosebumps all over my skin.
He leaned closer, and I could feel the warmth of his breath against my lips.
I should step back, put distance between us, rember all the reasons this was complicated and ssy and dangerous.
But when I opened my mouth, no words ca out.
His forehead touched mine.
This close, his eyes were oddly very pretty, and gentle too. His lashes were also long and darker at the roots, and there was a small scar near his jaw, barely visible. His lips were slightly parted, and I watched a muscle in his throat move as he swallowed.
We stood there, breathing the sa air, our bodies pressed together, balanced on the edge of an irreversible decision.
His nose brushed against mine.
"Violet," he whispered.
"Ro—"
The kiss was soft, gentle, questioning... His mouth moved against mine slowly, giving every opportunity to pull away.
I didn’t.
My body betrayed and I just leaned into him, lting against the solid wall of his chest. My hand slid up his chest to curl around the back of his neck, fingers threading into soft, slightly damp hair. He made a low, broken sound against my mouth and his arm tightened around my waist, pulling impossibly closer until I could feel the hard length of him pressed against my stomach.
The kiss deepened.
His lips parted mine, and I tasted him, felt the warmth of his tongue sliding against mine. Heat flooded through , pooling low in my stomach and spreading outward until my entire body felt like it was burning.
His mouth moved against mine with a hunger that matched sothing awakening inside , sothing that had been sleeping for too long.
My back t the cave wall.
I didn’t rember moving, but suddenly the cool stone was pressing against my spine and Rowan was pressing against , his body a wall of heat that pinned in place.
His hand cupped my jaw, tilting my head to deepen the kiss. His other hand gripped my hip, fingers digging in just enough to make gasp.
He broke the kiss, pulling back only a tiny bit, and when his lips barely left mine, he went completely still.
A shuddering breath from him grazed my face and his unsteadiness undid more than the kiss itself had.
He wasn’t composed. He was barely holding himself together.
My heart was slamming so hard I could feel it in my throat, and the bond wasn’t helping matters. It rattled every cell in my body and made my head a quivering ss. It swept through my body in pulses, as if bouncing from to him and back.
My hands were shaking. I beca aware of it slowly, the fine tremor moving through my fingers where they were still curled against his neck, and I pulled them away.
I lowered my head, gently pushing myself off Rowan, but there was nowhere to go.
"Re—release ..." I whispered, scared to look at him.
To my surprise, he slowly let go of , taking a painful step back.
"Violet..."
I moved to the side.
The cool air rushed between us. I turned away imdiately, reaching for my bag on instinct. I crouched down and my fingers closed around the straps. I was gripping it like a lifeline. I didn’t know what I was looking for. I wasn’t looking for anything. I just needed my hands to be doing sothing, anything, that wasn’t touching him.
I heard him exhale behind , slower this ti... shaky.
I smoothed my shirt. Adjusted the strap on my bag. Stared at the glowing water.
I didn’t know when he had co up behind but all of a sudden, his hand found my wrist.
It was a gentle close of his fingers, the sa way he had held in the market. And I felt my carefully assembled composure cracked straight down the middle.
He pulled back up and turned to face him.
His eyes searched mine for just a mont, sothing open and unguarded in them that I wasn’t prepared for, and then he kissed again.
I kissed him back.
I still couldn’t help it. My hands found the front of his shirt and I held on, fingers fisting in fabric as his tongue stroked mine. He made that low sound again. It was deeper this ti, almost pained, and the cave... the blue light that washed him in a hazy beautiful glow... all of it fell away entirely.
His mouth left mine to trail down my jaw with hot, open-mouthed kisses along the line of my neck. I arched into him, a soft moan escaping my lips before I could stop it. He groaned against my throat, the vibration humming straight to my core.
I pulled his mouth back to mine.
The kiss turned desperate. ssy. All teeth and tongue and the frantic need for more. His hands were everywhere, sliding up my sides, gripping my waist, tangling in my hair. My nipples ached painfully against the fabric as heat pulsed between my legs.
When he finally lifted his head, we were both breathing hard.
Neither of us could say anything.
I stared at his chest, at my own hands fisted in the fabric of his shirt, and slowly made myself let go.
My lips felt swollen. My entire body was trembling.
’What have I done?’
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