Chapter 28: Codename: Blackheart Chapter Twenty-Eight

There’s nothing but the sounds of nature around us which relaxes my nerves. Eventually, after enough walking, we come to the large formation that makes the Gypsy Hole. Alec isn’t watching where he’s going and nearly walks off the cliff. I grab him by his shirt and yank him back.

“I swear, you have no sense of self-preservation,” I chastise him.

He catches his breath and carefully looks over the side of the cliff. He watches the small waterfall as it cascades over the cliff and down into the pool below.

“How deep is that pool of water? It looks pretty shallow,” he points out.

“Deeper than you think.” 

I slowly guide us down to the inside of the formation so we can get a better view. As soon as we step inside I put my purse down, slip off my sandals, dip my feet into the water, and let the cool temperature soothe me. Alec comes up beside me discarding his shoes and rolling his jeans up as he steps into the shallow water beside me.

“How often do you come here?”

“Whenever I get the chance, but not as often as I’d like. I love it here, it’s just the tourists I hate,” I sneer.

“What’s wrong with tourists?”

“Means I can’t enjoy peace and quiet and privacy. But I didn’t see any cars parked on the trail when we were coming here, so we should be the only ones here. I just wanted a day to relax and not think about everything going on at the moment.”

I can feel Alec burning holes into the side of my face and it’s really annoying.

“I don’t get you,” he says, shaking his head.

“I’m not yours to get,” I point out. For a moment, I see hurt flash across his face. He says he doesn’t get me, but it’s me who doesn’t get him. “From the moment we met, I have been honest about who and what I am. But I’m not even sure you know who you are,” I say thoughtfully.

“I don’t even know your name,” he says in an offended tone.

“True, but I’ve never lied about my name. I’ve just simply not given it,” I say pointedly and watch as he cringes and averts his eyes. “Something I say bother you?” I ask with a raised brow.

“I may not know who I am, but I know who I’m not,” he says forcefully.

“And who are you not?”

“I’m not a killer,” he says, glaring at me. I snort. “What’s so funny?”

“Everyone on this earth has the potential to be a killer under the right circumstances. For some it’s survival, for others it’s revenge. A lot of the time, even love is a huge motivation for murder. Everyone has the potential, it’s just a matter of whether or not an opportunity presents itself. So to say you’re not a killer is naïve thinking. Would be more accurate to simply say you’ve never killed someone than to deny the chance you might ever take a life. You could accidentally hit someone with your car and kill them. You don’t know what the future holds. I just don’t leave my future up to destiny, I take control of it,” I say as I take off my dress and thong.

“What are you doing?” he says, watching my every movement. I roll my eyes, dive into the crisp cool waters, and come back to the surface. I tread water and lean my head back as I let my body relax allowing the water to take my weight.

I can hear Alec undressing and I can feel the moment he enters the water, swimming over to me.

“Heart?” he says, getting my attention. I look over at him to see his expression unusually vulnerable. “Do you feel anything for me? You’ve made it perfectly clear that if push came to shove you’d end my life. But I need to know… is there any part of you that feels something for me? Anything?” His ocean-blue eyes are pleading as they bore into mine and there’s an uncomfortable knot in my stomach. I’m used to people looking vulnerable around me, but not because they have a choice. Alec, for all his faults and secrets, is choosing to be vulnerable and the way it makes me feel isn’t something I’ve ever felt before.

I lift my head and tread closer to him, our eyes never leaving each other. I reach up and run my hand against his cheek, loving the way his beard scratches my palm. His eyes close and he wraps his hand around my wrist and leans his cheek into my touch. I carefully examine the planes of his face as I glide the fingers of my other hand through his hair. I feel his arms snake around me, and as they do, my eyes fall on his plump lips.

Without another thought, I place my lips on his and relish in the feel of their warmth and softness on mine. He tightens his hold on me, and our lips start a slow and tantalising dance. I’ve never kissed like this before. It’s not hungry or primal; there’s a tenderness to it that makes my heart flutter and my toes tingle. With every caress of his lips, I crave more and loop my arms around his neck. We’re skin-to-skin, yet this closeness doesn’t feel like enough. 

As we kiss like two magnets that can’t break apart, I feel his fingers lightly glide up my spine. His touch is gentle but deliberate and it has me shivering in delight. I weave my fingers into his hair as I begin to feel Alec moving us. I soon feel my body being laid down against our clothes, barely masking the harsh pebbles underneath.

Alec’s lips leave mine, travelling down my neck and a soft moan passes my lips at the feel of his lips on my skin.

“Let me have you,” he breathes as he kisses down to my collarbone. “If our days are numbered, then let me have you one last time,” he begs as his tongue glides against the sweet spot below my collarbone making me fist his hair on instinct. His words have a direct link to my pussy and have me dripping for him almost instantly.

“Take me,” I moan, granting him the permission he’s been craving.

Without hesitation, he hooks an arm under my knee and thrusts deep inside me with a sated groan. I cry out, digging my fingers into his shoulders. He lays his forehead against mine and begins moving in and out of me at a deliciously slow pace. Part of me wants to beg him to pound into me and show no mercy, but the other part of me is delighting in his slow movements that allow me to feel every glorious inch of him inside me.

“I’ve missed this,” he whispers, forcing that knot from earlier to stir to life, hungry for the release it was denied. Proving to once again be entuned to my body’s needs, he moves both my legs over his shoulders, takes a firm grip of my thighs and proceeds to plough into me at the perfect angle, hitting that mind-numbing spot inside me every single time. 

I claw at his forearms, my head thrashing as he takes me higher and higher. My insides are quivering as every thrust of his cock brings me closer to the edge, the sound of my moans, his grunts and the slapping of skin acting as foreplay to my ears.

“Make me yours!” I cry out, not thinking or caring about what I’m saying, but he answers my cry all the same. He thrusts harder and faster, hitting that spot inside me with so much force my entire body becomes one giant knot until finally, the knot doesn’t just unravel, it detonates inside me like a bomb. My toes curl, my back arches, and a scream of utter ecstasy fills the forest around us as I finally get my release.

He lowers my legs from his shoulders and hooks his arms under me as he thrusts mercilessly inside me. I wrap myself around him as he chases his release, forcing the aftershock of my orgasm to send jolts of pleasure through my body. I feel his muscles tense beneath my palms, and I watch the way he scrunches up his face. Just as I feel him about to let go, I capture his lips with mine in a steamy kiss as he groans into my mouth, and with one final thrust he fills me with his cum. 

With one more shaky thrust, he collapses on top of me, and we both lay on the rocky banks of this small river panting, utterly spent. Slowly he finds the strength to kiss the tops of my breasts, then holds my head in place as he plants a deep kiss on my lips that I eagerly return.

“I wish we could stay like this forever,” he says wistfully.

I say nothing. We can’t stay like this forever, but as long as I remain silent, we can stay in this moment. We can pretend this moment is all there is, because once the spell is broken, we’ll have to go back to reality, and I’m just not ready for that just yet.