Not Scared, Just Free

I put my hands on both sides of her hips before sliding them upward to stop when they were beside her breasts. Her breath was sucked in with a quick, sharp inhale before it was held. I leaned down to kiss her passionately until she was writhing beneath me running her hands up and down my chest before slipping her hands under my shirt to touch my stomach. I pulled back a little to rub my nose along her jaw.
“Don’t hold your breath. Just keep breathing, princess,” I murmured softly before pulling away from her to sit next to her. “We don’t have to do this. I can go. I don’t want to frighten you.”
She got up on her knees in front of me before wrapping her arms around my neck. “You didn’t. It’s just a new feeling that I’ve never felt. It’s not scary, it’s- it’s exciting. It’s freeing.” She swallowed hard. “I’ve never wanted anyone before, but I want you. At least I think that’s what I’m feeling.”
I pulled her onto my lap, wrapping my arms tightly around her waist. “And what if it’s not true? What if you only feel this way about me because I was the first one you met here?” I asked.
She gave a low laugh, the melodious timbre to it making my cock harden even more. “My desire for you is not based on your presence being the first one I came across here. If being around me was the only thing that made me want someone, you wouldn’t be the one I chose. I would have chosen Armadillo. He’s actually been nice to me while you have tried to push me away every chance you got.”
I stiffened when Armadillo’s name fell from her lips. I didn’t want to think about her being in his arms. I wanted to be the only one on her mind.
“So why am I here and not him?” I spat.
She gripped my face, forcing my head so that I was looking into her eyes. “Because, R. H. M., you need me as bad as I need you. Armadillo has already healed. He has already found himself. How am I supposed to find myself with someone by my side who is already sure of who he is? It would be a relationship built on my dependence on him. I don’t want that. I want to truly grow with someone. I want to learn someone as they learn themself. I want them to be able to do the same with me. I want to know that our relationship is truly built together. That’s what you and I are doing. Or at least I think it is.” She leaned forward to kiss me softly.
“I’ve never had someone I could do that with. I’ve never had someone who would understand that sometimes I am going to panic and know that it’s not because of them. I’ve never had someone that supports me without me telling you why I’m upset. I never thought that I would have the chance to grow with someone like you. You are more than just someone I know. You are more than a friend.”
My arm tightened around her more with every word she spoke until she gasped, making me instantly let her go. “Then what am I to you?”
“I’m hoping that you are my future,” she whispered. “I’m hoping that you will end up feeling the same way about me and that we can make this work. I want the kind of relationship that I read about in my books. I want to know that no matter how bad things get between us that we will be okay. I want to look at you and know that you will always fight for me, because I will always for you.” Her hands gripped my face tighter. “Not with you. For you, R. H.M.”
I reached up to cup her face as I stared into her eyes, my heart pounding erratically in my chest. “Leah,” I murmured before kissing her deeply. When I pulled back, I rubbed my thumb over her cheekbone. “I can’t promise you all of that right now, but God, it sounds so good. Every day that you’re here, I find myself wanting the same kind of relationship with you.”
She closed her eyes. “Show me. Don’t run away anymore. Stay and fight.”
I kissed her softly. “I’m going to try. It’s going to take time, princess, but I swear to you, I’m trying.”
“I know.” She ran her fingers through my hair. “Show me. Right now. Show me how badly you want me.”
I helped her stand up before climbing to my feet too, and scooping her up to carry her over to the bed. I laid her on the bed before stepping back to pull my shirt off. I held my breath as she ran her eyes over my body before sitting up to run her hands from my abdomen up to my chest. My breath was sharply exhaled when she dragged her nails lightly down my skin. I swallowed hard as she tugged her shirt off, revealing her breasts to me. I slowly reached for her, giving her every chance to tell me to stop as I let my hands cup her perfect breasts before molding them. Her eyes fluttered closed as a soft moan fell from her lips. I struggled to keep my breathing even as I continued to massage her breasts, enjoying every pleasurable sound that came from her. I leaned down to kiss her as my hands started to move over the rest of her exposed, stroking along her stomach. When her back arched, I took the movement to mean that she was enjoying my touch and that I could continue.
I pulled my mouth away from hers to kiss down her neck to take her nipple into my mouth. I sucked on her breast as I continued to run my fingers along her stomach. When her hands came up to grip my shoulders as she began to lift her hips while pushing her breast deeper into my mouth, I started to run my fingers along her pant’s waistline. She gasped and I froze.
“R. H. M.,” she cried. “Please. Don’t stop!”
I pulled back to quickly tug her pants down, groaning when I saw that she wasn’t wearing any underwear. “God, Leah.”
She blushed. “What?”
“You are stunning.”
I went back to kiss her as I ran my fingers over her thighs and hips, letting her decide when she was ready to take the next step. When her legs finally dropped open, I immediately moved my fingers to start rubbing along her pussy lips, relishing the way she grew even wetter. I forced myself to stay still as she fumbled with my belt. As she got my pants fully undone, I eased a finger into her pussy, almost exploding in my boxers when her muscles instantly clenched around my finger. As soon as my pants were down around my ankles, she took my shaft timidly in her hand, stroking my length slowly.
“Fuck!” I almost growled, going even crazier with the way her hand felt around my cock.
She tugged on my cock, making me step closer to her and out of my pants. She started to rub my tip against her core, gasping again as my cock throbbed against her, smacking her pussy lightly.
“R. H. M.,” she moaned.
“Remember to breathe,” I groaned as I began to push against, increasing the pressure before pulling back, only to press against her tightly, teasing us both for a moment.
I took her hands and put them beside her head as I leaned down to kiss her again, pressing harder against her core. As my tip started to slide into her, she started tugging on her hands and flailing. I immediately pulled away from her, releasing her from my hold as she screamed loudly, panic very evident on her face. She shoved me away from her hard enough to make me stumble backward as she leapt off the bed.
She bent down to grab something before racing into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her. I cursed under my breath as her sobs started to echo around the bathroom. I looked around the floor for my pants, starting to panic when I didn’t see them. I got on my knees to see if they had been accidentally kicked under the bed, praying hard that they had been. When they weren’t there, my eyes straight to the bathroom door.
“Fuck!”