Save Me

Chapter 41

I wake up slowly opening my eyes as I feel a slight movement behind me caressing softly my skin when it contacts. Corbyn's hair tingles my neck as he moves making all my insides clench and tense in a known way; even now that he's asleep. I bite my bottom lip trying to ease the tension that was born in me in a split second. I gaze at the dark sky outside the window of Corbyn's room.

He brought me here after the revelation of a big yet small fragment of his past. A smile graces my lips as I realize that this was the first time he opened up to me without having me to push him to get the information I want. I truly want to get to know him better and better. I want to know everything about this blonde boy who has become my guardian angel, my boyfriend...my better place.

I lightly turn around trying not to wake him up. My eyes seem to be glued to his beautiful body as I gawk at him. The ambient light of the moon falls upon his face illuminating it a bit as the biggest part is hidden in the darkness; a mystery for me to explore and guess. His lips are slightly parted and I hear his slow rhythmic breathing. They are a bit rosy, swollen for all the kisses we exchanged earlier. I don't think we have ever kissed so long before. Although, it was what we both craved and needed desperately.

Seeing him with her brought all my deeper fears and terrors back home. I was trying to suppress all the girls he has slept with, the fights he usually gets into. I was attempting to exorcise the demons of his past only to discover that the more demons I was trying to escape from, the more they appeared threatening to break us up, pulling my angel away from me and hiding him between dark demons covering up the light I know he has inside of him.

His past is full of pain and the words that are stuck and keep replaying in my head bring watery tears in my eyes. I wish I was there to support him and love him as much as he deserves it.

His eyes flutter and a soft murmur escapes his lips. "Amelia,"

My name slipping out of his lips bring the memories of what happened earlier back into my mind. I bite my lip as I allow my heart and sanity to revisit those memories.

He laid me in his king-size bed before resting his weight on one of his legs that was resting between my thighs. He slided his arms around me as my fingers was drawing invisible lines and vines in his back and chest. I wasn't feeling intimidated or terrified as I had been. I was overwhelmed so much by that heat and fire that was burning all my cells, the tension and desire that was radiating off of him and was reaching me; causing my lust to increase drastically.

My eyes fly open knowing that I shouldn't allow my mind to go back there because that time was the first we both lost control, completely and utterly lost it. We got so close...closer than ever.

His eyes were luminous; blanked by a feeling I hadn't seen before. It was like lust, love, desire was all mixed together making him lose control. His body acted on his own and he couldn't stop. Though I was totally unable too. It was the first time that the familiar now feeling got the reins of me controlling me.

We were both lost in our bubble or maybe it was a dream that I wanted to revisit soon before I stopped for both of us.

"Corbyn..." My voice was so soft and low that I wasn't even recognizing it myself. It sounded faded, foreign even to me. Blanked by tones of emotions that I was trying to fight and recover.

He kept placing kisses all over me and when I started whispering again, he shushed me gluing our lips, making me stop talking. And I did.

I turn and stare at the ceiling as I try to stop the chaos of my mind. I glance at Corbyn who lookes peaceful and as always gorgeous. My own voice distracts my own thoughts.