“I would scream or call out for help. So he started turning on music before he came in and woke me. It’s why I panicked when I woke to your music being on.” So much makes sense now. Hell, I wish I had known. I could have done things so differently. “It’s why I don’t cry too. He either liked that he had that power over me or it would only make things worse. So I stopped crying. I got out before he could have…” That fucking annihilates my heart. I’ve made this gorgeous girl cry a few times that I know about, so for that to happen, I must have caused her so much pain. That asshole took from her everything and she has never known a loving touch since that day. Luckily, she got out before he could…Damn it. That eats at me.
“I don’t care what that animal did to you. You were a child, Fate. Do you hear me? You didn’t ask for this shit and he has no excuse. Don’t give him one. He was your dad. His job was to protect you. The only blame and disgust is for him. Never you.” With my words, I see her walls come crashing down and I feel as if I can finally breathe again.
“You aren’t just saying that, are you? I don’t need pretend shit, Cameron.” Damn, I love it when she swears at me. It makes me feel like I’m rubbing off on her and that makes her mine.
“Look at me, Fate.” Her eyes look into mine, they are swollen and red. She’s never been more beautiful to me because I can see the real Fate without all the bullshit she puts up to protect herself. “I don’t do pretend shit, not with you. I love you, so get that through that adorably, thick head of yours and stop pushing me out. I. Am. Not. Going. Anywhere,” I say firmly. “Do you hear me? No matter what comes, I’m not leaving. You’re going to have to make me and even then no. There will never be another Fate for me, but you. I fucking love you.”
“I…” I can see her struggling and I know what she’s trying to do. Panic takes over me that she might break down again and I hate that my love could do that to her. Not again. She feels like she has to say it back.
“Fate, don’t. I didn’t say it for you to say it back. Someone can say it and they don’t need the words to know it’s real, okay. I will never love anyone as much as I love you and I don’t need to hear you say it right now.”
“Say it again,” she whispers.
“I. Fucking. Love. You.”
Slowly, she begins to move toward me until she is so close we are almost touching. Her breathing begins to increase and she is making me so damn nervous. Then she says something I never thought I’d hear.
“Touch me, please, make it all go away.”
Shaking my head, I try to back away, but she only moves forward, closing the distance between us. “I can’t. You’re upset and this might make it worse. I couldn’t handle losing you, Fate,” I say, begging her.
“The need is all I feel, the need to wash it all away. To start new, and please, just…” She has never been so sexy and she is here before me, broken, asking me to make her whole. She pauses briefly and my mind is spinning. “Love me, Cameron. Touch me, please make me yours.”
Slowly so I don’t spook her, I bring my hands behind her head and her lips to mine. When they meet, I feel how soft and swollen her lips are and I have to hold back. She begins moving her lips against mine, increasing the intensity and I feel like this girl is going to be the death of me. Her hands begin to move and I feel her lay them against my chest. The heat from her touch burns right through my shirt and then she begins to trail her fingers down to the hem of my shirt and I feel her touch as she grazes them against my bare skin. I groan as she caresses me and she takes that chance to deepen the kiss, and I feel her tongue move against mine.
Fate starts moving the hem of my shirt up and I pull back briefly to allow her to lift it over my head. Her hands go down to the hem of her shirt and I watch as she brings it up and quickly discards it. I don’t even have a chance to enjoy the view before she is climbing on top of me, almost straddling me. She starts kissing me again with only her pants and bra still on. I feel her push her hands against my chest, pushing me back down to the ground and she follows me down, never breaking our kiss. Fuck.
“Cameron,” she moans and without thinking, I place my hands on the bare skin of her back. I wait for her to flinch but it never happens. Instead, she starts moving against me and I feel her whole body grinding against mine. Damn, I almost lose it right there.
“Fate, we have to stop,” I plead with her. Shit, I only have so much control.
“Why?” she murmurs.