Page 58 of From This Moment (After We Fall 4)
“No, Wes. There can’t be anything between us.”
“There’s already something between us.”
She didn’t deny it. “Even if there is, we can’t act on it. And the more we agonize over it, the worse it will feel.”
“Nothing will ever feel worse to me than walking away from you without telling you how I feel. I did it once before, and it was the biggest mistake of my life.”
Her face registered shock. "What do you mean?”
"I mean that I've always wanted you. From the moment I saw you, only I was too chicken shit to do anything about it. I didn't know what to say or how to say it. I just knew you were the most perfect girl I’d ever met, and I would have done anything to be with you."
She closed her eyes in agony. “Wes. My God.”
"I lost my chance with you then, and maybe I deserved to, for being too scared to speak up and tell you how I felt. Maybe I deserved to watch you fall in love with my brother instead of me. But maybe it just wasn't our time then. Maybe it’s our time now.”
Her eyes opened slowly. They were wet with tears.
“Tell me you feel nothing for me, Hannah, and I’ll go. Tell me you could never be happy with me. Tell me I could never be what you want.”
“I can’t.” Her voice quivered.
She hadn’t invited me in, but that didn’t stop me from crossing the threshold and taking her face in my hands. “Then let me love you, the way I’ve always wanted to.”
A tear slipped down one cheek. “People will talk. People will say it’s wrong.”
“Fuck people. This is between you and me.”
“I’m scared.” Her voice was soft and plaintive.
“I know you are. But there’s nothing to be scared of, I promise.”
“There is,” she insisted, but her body swayed toward mine.
“Say the word,” I whispered, rubbing a thumb over her soft, full lips. “Say you want me, and I’m yours.”
The three seconds she took to answer me were the longest of my life. “I want you, Wes. I want you to love me.”
I wasted no time.
Kicking the door closed behind me, I scooped her up in my arms and carried her up the stairs, her white nightgown luminous in the dark.
Inside her bedroom, I set her on her feet, lifted the nightgown from her body, and stripped off the panties she wore beneath it. Then I picked her up again and lay her on the bed. Both of us were breathing hard.
“Wait,” she said as I whipped my shirt over my head. “The lamp on my nightstand. Turn it on.” She propped herself up on her elbows. “I want to see you.”
I switched on the lamp, and the room brightened a little. My eyes devoured her sun-kissed limbs, her pale breasts, the hunger in her dark, glittering eyes. I undressed quickly, and she bit her bottom lip as she watched. When I was naked in front of her—naked in front of Hannah, Jesus Christ—she sat up and moved to the edge of the bed.
“Come here.” She grabbed my hips and pulled me toward her, opening her knees so that I stood between them. Then she looked up at me with hooded eyes. “I want to taste you.”
Next thing I knew, she had my cock in her hands and her mouth was descending on it, inch by inch. I groaned as her tongue stroked over the crown in slow, rhythmic circles. She sucked as she took me in deeper, keeping one hand wrapped tightly around the base. The other one moved around my hip to grab my ass and pull me in deeper.
Oh, fuck.
I gathered her hair in my hands and watched as my cock disappeared into her hot, tight mouth again and again. She made little murmuring noises that weakened the muscles in my legs and strengthened my grip in her hair. When she looked up at me and saw me watching her, she slowed down. Slid her lips slowly up my shaft and over the head, pulling me from her mouth completely and pressing a kiss on the tip. Then she dipped her head to one side and ran her tongue from the base all the way up to the crown, smiling at the sound I made, which was something between a moan of agony and a moan of pleasure. She repeated the long, slow stroke up my hard length on the other side, and then again right in the center, before taking me into her mouth again, all the way to the back of her throat. Goosebumps blanketed my lower body, and I knew I’d better stop her before I lost control.
“Hannah.” I pulled back, springing free from her lips with a little pop. “You need to stop.”
“Why?” She looked up at me with shiny lips.
