Chapter 91: With You, I Feel Alive
Chapter 91: With You, I Feel Alive
Camilla
I was right to assume Adriano was just as crazy of a drive on a motorcycle as he is in his car. I can't help but crave more and more of this surprisingly liberating experience. The second we entered onto the highway, he moved to the far right lane and connected his phone to the speaker, loud music instantly blaring out of them.
With the blowing against the free strands of my hair and the endless road in front of us, I can't help as a true laugh leaves my mouth. My heart was beating rapidly against my chest, knowing I should probably get him to slow down but not wanting to in the least. It looked like the sun was about to set soon and I craved every moment as everything around us flashed by in a blur of hues.
My hands are loose around him now but I don't move them an inch. I like the feeling of his body against mine and more specifically the way his heartbeat quickens and his muscles flex under my fingertips. Every single one of my senses feels stimulated to an unexplainable extreme right now and I felt myself getting high off the familiar smell of his shampoo and the horizon that appears to go on forever.
This is the moment I don't want to end anytime soon and I get the feeling he shares the same thought as mine. Instead of getting off at the exit leading to their mansion, he kept driving forward and allowing it to pass by as a now distant sight.
"Where are we going!" I shouted, tightening my grip again when he passes multiple people who are actually going the speed limit.
"You will see." He shouted back and I can't help but form a hidden smile in the happiness that could be heard in his tone.
He seems at ease right now, something he did not appear to be when he showed up at my house last night. I wondered if he had a fight with his brothers before his surprised visit but that is something we can talk about later. But right now, I just want to lose myself in the combination of both physical and emotional relaxation with a hint of fear and adrenaline pumping through my veins.
It was too long before his speed began to slow a little bit, the motorcycle moving onto a secluded freshly paved road. My mouth parted in awe at the sight beside me, a large body of water to my right, tainted in a mixture of pink and purple from the sun setting in behind it.
I couldn't believe how stunning it was and my breath caught as he really started to slow down, turning his bike off the road and into a large clearing that bordered the peaceful waves.
"This is where you planned to take me?" I smiled as the bike shut off, my body carefully moving and planting my two feet down on the small rocks and dirt that made up the ground.
"Improvised but I think it was worth it." He said, swinging his leg over the seat so he can move over and take off my helmet for me even though I am more capable of doing it myself.
He quickly placed it in a compartment attached to the bike before I saw him stand directly beside me, so close that our arms were touching. Both of our eyes were facing the truly stunning scenery before us but I know mutually, our attention is focused on each other. It was on the steady rise and fall of our chest and the warm feeling of our skin gently pressed against each other. And at the touch, my mind briefly travels back to last night and how conflicted he seemed to be when he showed up at my door.
"You don't have to but do you want to talk about what last was all about?" I asked, although my head didn't turn to him despite how much I wanted to.
I felt a slightly heavier breath leave him as a moment of silence befall on us but I gave him the time to sort through his own thoughts.
"Truthfully…" he started, once again pausing before he continued.
"It is not a conversation I am ready to face yet even though I should."
I can understand that in many ways and even as I am curious, I don't try to push him any further.
"Ask me anything else and I promise to answer." He said and I know in his tone that he was sincere in his words.
I am sure there are so many deeper questions I could think up right now but there is one that is currently on my mind and I am eager to know.
"Why haven't you kissed me?" I ask, holding my breath as I wait for his response.
I saw in the corner of my eyes that his head had turned to look at me, but I kept my gaze on the setting sun and swirls of color.
"This is all very new to me." He said, the quicker pumping in my heart returning.
"I can barely remember the last time I was in a relationship with someone I had feelings for…"
I turned my head to look at him, his eyes catching and holding mine.
"Kissing not only makes things intimate but it also makes them real." He continued and I tried to search his eyes for what he is feeling right now but I couldn't figure it out.
I can't tell if he is trying to tell me he hasn't kissed me because he doesn't want it to be real or intimate or if it is something else.
"So that is why I kept waiting with you." He said, taking one small step closer to my body.
"With you, I want to feel alive again. I wanted to wait to do something crazy, like speeding eighty over the limit with nothing but you and me, the rest of the world around us stopping."
My heart is now beating for entirely different reasons, fluttering along with the core of my stomach.
"I want it to be special and I want it to be on our own time."
He steps in front of me, one hand falling on my hip and the other brushing back a loose strand of hair behind my ear. Both of my hands are slightly behind me, leaning against the bike for balance as he comes closer. The view behind him faded into a distant setting, the only breathtaking thing I can see now is the man in front me.
The edges of the sun glow orange behind his head, his messy hair falling along his forehead and the sides of his face. I look over the long scar that runs through his eyebrows and the warm color of his skin. It is all accentuated by the fading sun in the background. Everything about him can only be described as painfully beautiful, especially those gray eyes that have me both physically and emotionally melting at his feet.
I had no idea how I went this long without knowing him but now that I have, I don't know if I would ever be able to recover from losing him. From losing any of them.
"Adriano?" My voice came as a whisper as my body became trapped between the bike and his hips, giving me no escape, not that I would ever want one.
I can tell the way his name rolled off my tongue was the cause of his eyes darkening and his tongue running over his perfectly shaped lips. Our breaths are in sync as every movement is slow and intricate. His arm lifted to cup my cheek in his rough and calloused hand. The anticipation between us grows with every passing second but it is clear that we both want to take our time with this.
"I don't know where you have been all my goddamn life, Camilla." He said, holding his mouth just over mine.
"But I am never going to let you go now that I have you."
A flurry of emotions appeared in my head at his words and my heart stopped beating for a moment when his lips softly brushed against mine. My knees were trembling slightly still from the adrenaline and the build up between us but when he closed the distance again, my eyes fell shut and all thought left my mind.
The second his mouth met mine, the world ceased to exist. His touch was passionate, intimate and something I will never be able to get over with. His lips were as soft as they looked but the kiss was anything I haven't experienced before. It was punishing and forgiving, wild and thorough, claiming and yielding.
No word could describe this shared feeling between us right now and the only thing I could think about was him. He is an absolute artist with his mouth and all I could do was fight to keep up, meeting his tongue stroke for stroke. My hands moved from the bike as I was lifted to sit on it, grabbing onto his leather jacket for support as I pressed him as close as he could get.
My legs parted around his large body, drawing him in and refusing to let go even when my head told me we would both need air soon. Neither of us could stop what we started though, I was distantly aware of the sound that was coming out of me from the kiss but nothing about this was quite anymore.
Our hair was being tugged, demandingly by each other and our bodies were connecting in a way that was indescribable. Every smell, touch and sound was intensified to the point of being dizzying and it took him pulling away to create a small break in between those immense feelings.
While my legs remained wrapped around his waist, our forehead fell to rest against each other, shaky breaths leaving both our bodies. I don't want this to end and he doesn't allow it to as he kept me pinned close to him with the bike as his aid.
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