Dark Abyss by Kaitlyn O'Connor (classic novels for teens .txt) 📕

the brush of his hand as he slid it between them and aligned his body with hers and then the pressure as he deepened the connection, eased and then pushed again.

Torture! The anticipation was killing her! She heaved against him, trying to envelop his flesh faster, but despite the fact that her body had diverted so much moisture for him that she felt like she was dehydrating, he stretched her so tautly with his girth there was no smooth, swift entry to be had—for either of them. He settled his upper chest against her, moving his hands to her hips to hold her with his next thrust. It broke the deadlock. He sheathed himself fully, and she panted with a mixture of relief and heady anticipation as he withdrew slowly and thrust again.

Simon, she thought, summoning an image of his slow glide in and out of her. Her muscles clenched frantically around him in response and she felt her body burgeon toward release. She fought it. The feel of him was a sheer delight. She wanted to just hold him inside of her forever.

There was no battling the tide, though. It felt too good and her body could only contain so much pleasure and no more. It exploded all too soon in glorious waves of ecstasy that tore little gasps of delight from her and then, even as she hit her peak and drifted toward Earth again, she felt his climax. She tightened her arms around him, holding him closer, relishing the pleasure he found in her almost more than she’d enjoyed her own.

Reluctant to give up the moment, she stroked her hands over him, enjoying his solidness, the feel of his powerful muscles beneath her palms. Wariness surfaced when he finally stirred, the realization that they hadn’t settled anything.

She didn’t want to risk an argument, not now! She’d waited so long to feel his touch. She’d wanted it so much. She just wanted to enjoy it.

There was no more stopping the intrusion of the real world than there had been any possibility of staving off her pleasure to enjoy it longer. He rolled off of her, tucking her snugly against his length. She relaxed fractionally when he began to caress her with slow strokes of his hand but she realized fairly quickly that tension had begun to gather in him.

He was going to ask her … something, and whatever it was on his mind made him grow cool against her and stiff.

“Anna?”

“Mmm?” she murmured warily, wondering if she could avoid any possibility of a confrontation by feigning sleep.

“Will you …? Would you consider taking the change?”

Anna’s heart leapt from her chest and into her throat so fast she felt like she might choke to death. She’d already jerked away to stare at his face in disbelief when it abruptly hit her that she couldn’t—not right now. “Yes, but ….”

He scanned her face. “But?”

“I can’t right now. Later ….”

He leapt out of the bed so fast she didn’t know what had happened until she looked around and discovered he’d bent down to snatch his robe from the floor. She was still gaping at him in disbelief when he threw a furious, contemptuous scowl at her and stalked out.

She couldn’t believe he’d abandoned her without even giving her the chance to explain! “Wait!”

Scrambling from the bed, she grabbed her own robe and dashed after him. He was already at the top of the ladder when she reached the atrium. “Simon! Wait!”

He didn’t even look back. Anger surged through her, completely wiping out her reservations. Grasping a rung of the ladder, she climbed up behind him and stalked after him. She caught up with him in the living room. Caleb, Ian, and Joshua were sitting on the couches. When Simon turned to glare at her accusingly, they scowled at her equally accusingly. It might have wilted her resolution at any other time, but she was so angry it only made her angrier.

“I said I can’t right now!” she snapped. “I didn’t say I wouldn’t!”

“But you don’t actually have any intention of it, do you?” Simon snarled.

She gaped at him for a moment and glanced at the others. “This is about that damned paper I wrote, isn’t it?” she demanded as it finally clicked in her mind that they distrusted her. Simon was sorry he’d misjudged her but he still didn’t trust her? He still believed, they obviously all still believed, that it bothered her that they were mutants!

“Did you even listen, damn it?”

“We heard,” Caleb said tightly. “Everybody heard.”

“I said I couldn’t make the change right now, not that I wouldn’t, not that I didn’t want to, damn it!”

“Why can’t you?” Simon demanded angrily.

“Because I never once used birth control with any of you!” she snapped. She was about to inform them that she couldn’t because she could be pregnant. She revised it.

She didn’t know why the lie leapt to her mind, but it did, and it was out before she could rethink it. “I can’t because I’m pregnant, damn it! If I was the bigot you all seem to think I am, don’t you think I would’ve used birth control? Don’t you think I would’ve been worried you might get me pregnant? Instead of hoping you would?”

The dark scowls slid off their faces until they were all staring at her with blank, slack looks of stunned surprise.

“Who’s …? Who …?” Joshua managed after a moment, sounding like a hoot owl.

Guilt hit her for telling the lie. Even though she knew it could be true, hoped it was, she didn’t know that she was and worse, if she was, she didn’t