Chapter 216 Distractions
"That's okay, sweetheart. I'll listen if you want to tell me, or I could just hold you until you fall back to sleep. Whatever you want to do," he murmurs, pressing soft kisses into my hair.
"M-my uncle Jay... H-he's always chasing me. Then he always catches me... h-he hurts me," I mumble into his shirt. "But this time he was going to put me in a cage... He was going to sell me off to the highest bidder... He was laughing at me when I tried to escape. He told me he owned me... I called your name... I called for help, but you didn't come..." I start rambling, trying like hell to get the dream out of my mind.
"I'm sorry, baby. Someday soon, he'll be behind bars if I have anything to do with it, then he can never hurt you again," he promises, nuzzling his face into my neck. "Next time you call for me in your dreams, I'll be right there to catch you."
I sigh, focusing only on Trent. On the sensations he's giving me. Forcing all other thoughts out of my head. I push the panic away and the fog still threating at the edges of my mind.
I'm here. With Trent. I'm safe. I'm home and Uncle Jay can't get me here. He's not welcome. If he crossed into this property, I know sure as hell Rick would have him arrested for trespassing and harassment. He refuses to let anyone get to his family.
"Do you have these dreams often," He murmurs, placing soft kisses along my neck. The sensations tickles and sends a jolt running through me. I want those lips kissing my skin all over my body...
"Yeah," I gasp. "Almost all the time..." trying to focus on our conversation, but his touches seem to stall my brain functions in the best way. But I don't think I mind if he keeps this up. This is preferable to my nightmares.
"Mmm... Maybe we should take you to see a councilor when we get back to school," he mumbles, running his hands down my sides, breathing me in.
"I've been thinking about it. But would it really help?" I whisper, placing my hand over his pounding heart. I run my hands up his chest, feeling the powerful muscles beneath my touch. I wish he wasn't wearing a shirt right now...
"Well, I don't think it could hurt. Right now, he's haunting your dreams, Angel. And I should be the only thing in your dreams," he announces before taking my mouth in his.
His lips are firm and hot as he moves against mine. He nibbles on my lips, sucking them between his teeth, causing me to gasp at the sensation. He teases my lips with his tongue, and I open for him eagerly.
Then he rolls onto his back, pulling me along with him so I'm lying on top of him, my legs falling to either side of his hard body. I've never been in this position before. It's not as scary like this.
I can feel his hands roaming over my back and landing on my hips, pulling me tight to him. He kneads my hips and I buck up against him.
I gasp at the feel of his bulge, but he's not doing anything. In fact, he's holding perfectly still, almost like he's afraid to move, just holding me to him. Just kissing away the memories of the bad dream.
"God, Charlie. You feel so good," he murmurs against my lips before dipping his tongue into my mouth to tangle with mine. He runs his fingers through my hair, pulling me closer to him.
I've never experienced feelings like these before. Safety and passion never seemed to merge. They were always on separate ends of the spectrum. But right now, I feel everything.
The fact he's holding back when he could do whatever he wanted to me has my heart melting into a puddle. Does he know what he's doing to me right now? Does he know he's slowly leading me into his arm?
I love the fact he's not rushing me. He's not forcing me to do anything. Right now, all he's doing is distracting me. And it's working.
I run my fingers through his hair, anchoring me to him, trying to pull him closer to me.
He groans into my mouth as I move my hips, just slightly. God! I didn't know that would feel so good... I want to do more... but I don't think I can. Not yet...
"Baby, I think you're gonna kill me tonight," he mumbles, placing hungry kisses along my jaw and neck. "You have no idea what you are doing to me."
"You want me to stop?" I pant, returning his frenzied kissing. I have no idea when I started licking the skin of his neck. The salty and musky flavor of his flesh sending heat through me.
"No way in hell. If I die to night, at least I'll have reached heaven before I go," he insists before capturing my lips once again.
And every fear and anxiety my dream had induced had been replaced by lust and surprisingly... love.