Trapped (Bullied Book 4) (Bullied Series) by Vera Hollins (romance novel chinese novels .TXT) 📕

He helped me slip out of my shirt and underwear and drew away to look at my naked body. A soft smile played across his lips. I got the old urge to cover myself, but I suppressed it, refusing to let that stupid voice of insecurity ruin this moment for me. This was me, with all my flaws, and I wasn’t going to apologize for it or be ashamed.

His gaze was so intense as it slid down and up my body ever so slowly that I felt ridiculous having ever thought he might not like any part of me. He liked everything, and when his eyes finally stopped on mine, his craving was almost tangible, like nothing else in this world mattered for him but me.

He hooked his hands under my arms and set me in the center of his bed. He sprinkled kisses all over my skin, covering my neck, chest, stomach, and legs before he fondled my breasts and buried his head between them, giving me overwhelming sensations.

Our lips met again as he covered me with his body, but this time his kiss was different. His lips moved over mine like he was pouring all his feelings out, mending my scars one after another—telling me I meant everything to him, and it felt truer than anything.

He pulled away only to take the condom out of his nightstand and put it on. Bubbles of nervousness and excitement rose up my belly. I’m going to sleep with Blake.

“I can’t believe this is actually happening,” I whispered.

The smoldering look in his eyes took my breath away. “Me either.” He pulled a strand of my hair away from my face. “Was what you said at that party true? You aren’t a virgin?”

“Yes.”

He pinched his eyebrows together as if he was in pain. “You don’t know how much I wanted to be your first. I know it’s selfish, but I couldn’t help it.”

I ran my finger over his lips. “Does that make me any less desirable?”

He shook his head. “Fuck no. Nothing can make you any less desirable.” He positioned himself between my legs and supported his weight on his forearms. “I’ve never wanted anyone as much as I want you.”

I didn’t get to respond because his lips covered mine, and he slowly slipped inside of me, drinking in the breathy moan that slipped through my lips. A pure pleasure burst through me and claimed me, becoming more powerful when he started moving. I moved my hips against his, chasing the wave of pleasure.

This was so much more than sex. It was like our souls were communicating with each other, knowing that our time together had an expiration date, and we enunciated it with the contact of our bodies. It was like a happy melody on a gloomy day, like the sun warming cold skin. It was a safe haven that sheltered us from all the pain of the past, and I refused to think about tomorrow.

All we had was now and this connection between us that lasted through all the heartbreaks. I wrapped my arms and legs around him to bring him as close to me as possible.

He slowed down and cupped my cheek with eyes full of adoration. I felt like I was dreaming.

“I think I’m falling for you even more,” he whispered suddenly.

My eyes widened along with my smile. I thought I would burst from happiness. “Now I’m sure I’m dreaming.”

“You’re not.” He flipped us over so I was on top of him and planted his hands on my hips. “I’m all yours, so take as much of me as you want.”

My pulse throbbed faster. I placed my hands on his chest and started to move slowly and then fast. We never looked away from each other, our bodies moving in perfect harmony, and I tried to etch this moment in my mind and store it forever.

He placed his hands on the sides of my face and pulled me in for a kiss. Both of us moved even faster, and when he came, I followed, drowning in the most intense sensation I’d ever felt.

His arms encircled me as I sagged against him, and he held me in a loving embrace. I closed my eyes, listening to his heart racing at a tempo that matched mine. I felt peaceful.

“It’s never been this way for me,” he said after a while. “It was never like this.”

“Like what?”

“Different. Special. Fuck, special doesn’t cut it.” He kissed the top of my head. “The best moment of my life.”

I grinned and snuggled closer to him. “I feel the same.”

He held me more tightly in response. I wished we could stay like this indefinitely.

The next day, we would go back to the harsh side of reality.

But today…today, I got the taste of the sweet reality I’d always dreamed of.

Today, he was all mine. And I was his.

I woke up with a start in the dark and squinted at the ceiling. I wasn’t sure what had awoken me. I wasn’t even sure how I’d fallen asleep. I sat up as my eyes adjusted to the dark in the room that wasn’t mine and frowned at the shirt I wore. It was a guy’s shirt…

Right.

Blake and I had been cuddling in his bed after our second time, and it seemed I’d fallen asleep in his arms.

I fell asleep.

The clock on Blake’s nightstand showed 9:25pm. Crap. I was supposed to be at Mel’s place hours ago. She must’ve sent me a dozen texts. I should get up and—

Blake’s whimper cut through my rushing thoughts. I turned around to face him. Now that I could see better, I could make out the features of his face. He was frowning, his lips parted in a quick succession of silent gasps.

“Blake?”

He threw his head to the side and gripped the sheet beneath him with his hands. “No,” he said, barely audibly, but with the way his neck