Safe to love you (Ink Series - Spin Off Book 2) (9 page)

Presley

AFTER WHAT SEEMED
to be the longest flight in history, I’m glad we are finally home in Seattle. I just need to drop Abbie off at her apartment before I start to work on the photos from the shoot; I need to send them to the director by Friday morning.

''Are you coming up with me?'' she asks, with a shy expression on her face, but then she touches my thigh, sliding her fingers up and down – and it occurs to me that she has plans,
interesting
plans. Plans I don’t think I can possibly refuse.

''Yeah... I... hmm... I'll just park the car and we can head upstairs.'' I sound like a fucking idiot.

All of a sudden, I’m nervous; this isn’t exactly what I had planned for tonight. I quickly decide work can wait until the morning. Tons of mental images run through my mind.  Abbie’s smile, her bare breasts, her amazing curves... she's driving me crazy. Here she is sitting beside me and clearly proposing something I've been thinking about a lot – and she's acting like it's no big deal. How long has she been planning this? Damn, I love this girl.

''Presley, please, relax. You look so tense.'' Abbie looks worried.

I take a deep breath.  I need to chill out, not ruin this moment. ''I’m sorry. You... I guess you took me by surprise, that's all.'' I pause. “You’ve been through a lot lately, Abbie.”

She offers me an encouraging smile. ‘‘I know my life has reached its lowest point, but you give me hope.” She waits for me to say something but I don’t know what to say. “Relax; it's just us – you and me. We're good together.''

I smile, because her words make me the happiest fucking man in the world. ''We’re good together, I know.''

It's not like I hadn't done this before. I mean, I have done it plenty of times before, but for the first time of my life –it seems to mean so much more. Abbie is
it
for me. I want her to enjoy the experience, as much as I know I will. This won’t just be a physical, it’s a connection from the heart.

I park my car in the first available parking space, and tuck all my photography equipment in the trunk. I try to get the job done as fast as possible and my hands tremble, making my movements weak. Abbie tries to help as much as she can. She grabs her backpack and we start walking toward the main entrance of the building.

The elevator is already waiting at the main floor when we get inside. For some reason, the ride up to the seventh floor seems like the longest I've ever experienced. Abbie unlocks the door and I follow her inside. She walks into the kitchen and returns to the living room, offering me a glass of red wine. Abbie's relaxed, casually biting her bottom lip like the temptress she is, driving me even crazier. She's teasing me, I’m aware of it and I love it.

Abbie stares at me through her hooded, lustful eyes and sips her wine in a slow seducing way. I take a big gulp from my wine glass. A second one follows soon afterwards, and with the third gulp, my glass is empty. I’ll probably regret drinking it so quickly later, but right now, I know what I want – and she's standing just inches away from me.

''Come here, Abbie, I want you closer.'' I demand in a low voice, placing my hands on her shoulders.

''I’m here, baby,'' she says and she steps closer, placing her wine glass on the table.

I pull her to me, gently running my hands down her back to rest them on her behind. I keep my movements slow and sensual, not wanting to rush this moment. I love touching her curves and feeling her beneath my fingers. I place feather-light kisses across her neck, lick her earlobe, kiss her temple and lastly, lower my mouth to her lips. I want to feel more; I want the sensation of her skin against mine. In the past few days I was hardly able to control myself, but now I know what she wants. I’m more than ready for her.

Abbie runs her hands beneath my t-shirt, drawing it over my head. As has become her habit, she stares at my tattoos with amazement in her eyes. I love that expression on her face. She runs her finger across the outline of my chest piece; her touch sends chills rippling over my body. She licks and kisses my pierced nipples. It takes all the strength I have not to give in to the urgent desire to rip her clothes off.

Once I’m certain I’ve regained control of my deviant thoughts, I realize I'm the only one who’s shirtless, and I think it's only fair that she loses her top, too. I pull it over her head in a slow movement, leaving her breasts covered in a purple lace bra. Her porcelain skin is simply perfect; so soft and flawless and creamy. Of course, I’d seen her skin before, but this is different – now I own it. She’s mine and mine to please.

I can't stand waiting any longer; it's time to move this into her bedroom. I gaze into her eyes and right now, she's the only thing in the world that matters. I lift her up, and she wraps her legs around my waist as I walk towards her bedroom. Abbie brushes her lips over mine and we kiss. I deepen the kiss, and her legs tighten around my waist in response. The tension is building between us, the desire heightening.

I sit on the bed with Abbie straddling my legs. I pop the button on her jeans and she stands up to step out of them. She leaves them in a puddle on the floor and comes back to me. Her fingers brush against my skin when she removes my belt. Abbie pushes me back on the bed so I’m laid out before her. She tugs on my jeans, and I lift my hips to assist her when she removes them. She drops the jeans on the floor next to hers, and I’m left in only a pair of boxers.

Abbie kisses me so softly; the sensation sends shivers rippling over my whole body. She first kisses my belly button, then works her way up to my abs, my neck and then, once again, her delicious lips are settled on mine. I am so hard for her, it physically hurts. She's moaning in between the kisses and I hear my own groans. I caress her back, wanting to undo her bra. I can't wait to feel her bare breasts pressed against my skin.

''Take it off, Presley, please,'' she whispers in my ear.

I unfasten the bra and toss it to the floor. I rub my hands across her amazing breasts and lower them to her waist, drawing her towards me. She's so warm, so perfect; I couldn't ask for anything better.

''I care about you, Abbie.  I love you so fucking much.''

Abbie slips a hand into my boxers, finding me hard and ready for her. One touch and I'm on the edge of orgasm and I grip her wrist, trying to slow things down. ''Slow down, Abbie. Geez, woman.''

Abbie blushes and it’s so adorable.

I slide her panties down her legs and toss them to the floor. I study her naked body and decide I adore it so fucking much. I expected her to be hot, but she's so much more. I could stare at her flawless figure all night. She has just enough curves and her breasts are full and perfectly shaped. Abbie pushes my boxers down, and I wait for her to see how hard she makes me. She’s staring at my dick with her big green eyes, and I'm certain I'm blushing. I’m loving her reaction.

''Presley.'' She's still staring and I’m uncomfortable under her steady gaze.

''Yeah, Abbie?'' I respond. This is getting more awkward by the second.

''I’m on the pill, but… um, I don't have any condoms here.''

Is that the problem?
''Grab my wallet, I have one.''

''Only one?'' She lifts her gaze to my face, and I can see the disappointment in her eyes.

''Yeah, just one. I don't know about you, but I'm clean. I had tests done a month ago.''
Thanks to Kelly.

''Okay... that’s good, that’s okay.'' She jumps on me, literally, straddling my waist and I sense her urgency; she wants this as badly as I do. She transforms into a wild animal. She’s moving against my hardness and I'm almost dying to be inside her. Raising my hands, I palm her breasts and suck on the first one, then the other, but I can barely control myself, can’t wait for another second. I lower my hands to her hips and lift her up, so I can push myself into her exquisite heat. She's panting already, before I even begin. I push in and out, making my way deeper inside, but always in a slow rhythm.

''More Pres... More, please'' she demands, through gritted teeth. She's biting her bottom lip, again and the effect of seeing her doing it drives me wild.

''I want that lip, Abbie, right now.'' I pull her down to me, and start suckling on her lip, drawing it into my mouth and licking across it.

Her hips are under control now, and she's just fucking incredible. We have a perfect rhythm going on. I'm in heaven beneath her – I want to spend the rest of my life with this woman. Every single one of her touches sends a million tiny shocks through my skin; the sensations are driving me wild.

I circle my hands around her waist and roll us over, taking control of the lovemaking. I kiss her deeply, our tongues dancing together. I moan into her mouth, trying to slow things down a little; I want this to last forever. Abbie digs her nails into my ass, pushing for more.

''Fuck, Presley, keep going. Faster, harder.''

I've never heard her say ‘fuck’ before. It's so sexy; I want to hear her say it again. But later; right now her wish is my command and I want to give her everything she wants. Rubbing myself against her, I grab her hips and push into her a little harder. She moans and I can’t deny her anything. I want to give her all she needs, all I have. I push in and out harder and faster, increasing our tempo.

Her breathing is loud and her grip on my biceps is going to leave a bruise but I don’t give a fuck. Abbie closes her eyes and arches her back and her body trembles under mine. She's getting closer. I can feel it.

''So fucking perfect, Abbie...'' I moan in her ear as I rock back and forth inside her.

My fingers and lips are brushing against every part of her body. Her breast, hips – everywhere they can reach. Her breathing hitches, she's just about to lose it.

''Presley... I’ve never felt like this before... with anyone…'' She's panting and it's the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard in my life. She tightens around my cock and I thrust even harder, almost there too. I caress her breast, knowing I'm so close.

I rolled back onto my back, drained of energy. My breathing is erratic and so is Abbie’s.

She kisses the tip of my nose. ''Presley...that was so freaking good.''

I love her so much. ''Mmm hmm...''

''Again?'' she asks, smirking at me.

What?
Is she insane? I want to, but,
damn
, I need a break or I'm going to pass out. Where’s the romance, anyway? I can't stop laughing, she is the most surprising person I know.

Abbie

Heaven.

No words, there are absolutely no words meaningful enough to describe how I feel right now. Sated, happy, in love... and exhausted would be a part of the description, but not nearly enough to cover how I feel.

I shouldn't have pushed Presley for a second round. Now, I'm utterly beat. I must be dreaming, there's no way in hell I'm dating this guy for real. I can’t believe I’m lucky enough that he’ll be the last person I look at before I fall asleep, and the first person I see when I wake up. I kiss him good night and roll onto my side. He excuses himself to go to the bathroom, and I fall asleep, totally exhausted.

I have no clue what time it is, but when I wake up again, Presley's gone. I immediately get nervous. Why would he leave without waking me? Without saying goodbye?

''Presley?'' I call out to him.

I struggle to get up, but I’m feeling a little dizzy. I hear his voice from the kitchen; I figure he must be talking on the phone. Suddenly, I’m feeling much better. He's still here! I finally get out of bed and stumble into the kitchen. Presley’s only wearing his boxers, and he looks absolutely fabulous. I stand there like a fool, admiring the incredible view.

He notices me and places his hand over the phone. ''Abbie, I’m sorry. Did I wake you?''

''I woke up and you were gone. I was worried.''

''I’m sorry, baby, Alicia called... '' He holds up one finger, asking me to wait before he speaks into the phone again. ''Alicia, I’ll ask Abbie and I might meet you there. If I’m not there by 11am, forget it, okay? ...Laters.''

Breakfast with Alicia? Okay... I could handle that. I go back to my bedroom, glancing at the alarm clock. It's only 7am. Geez, I could sleep for at least another two hours.

''Are you up for breakfast with Alicia and a few of my other friends? They're basically like family...''

Breakfast with Alicia seemed okay; breakfast with a bunch of people seemed more anxiety-inducing. “Who will be there, exactly?''

''Ali and my brother, Joshua; Derek, and my little sister, Joy-Anna.''

I thought for a minute. ''Hmm… okay, I'll go with you. But can we go back to sleep for a little longer? I'm still tired.''

With a grin, Presley joins me in bed, intertwining his legs with mine before he places an arm over my stomach. The weight of his arm feels good, and I fall right back to sleep.