Ashes to Ashes (Experiment in Terror #8) Read Online Free

keep my voice steady. “You…make me feel sane in this
crazy world. You give me hope. You give me life. When I’m with
you…I can’t even believe I’m with you. It’s like that every
morning. Like I’m dreaming, but I’m not.”
    I had to look down, his eyes
were getting too intense for the words I was saying. “I just…I
wanted you to know that. I know I can seem…distant sometimes. I
know I’m always in my head and sometimes I’m just a little too
quiet. But you’re the most important thing to me. You keep me
grounded, you hold me in place, you make me feel real. I love you,
Dex. I hope this lets you know that.”
    He didn’t say anything. My
heart rate sped up, the apartment thrummed with the silence. Shit.
Shit, shit, shit. I just fucked it all up, didn’t I?
    I exhaled shakily and turned my
head to look at him, to see the damage.
    His eyes seemed frozen in a
state of shock yet awash with some unreadable emotion, his Adam’s
apple bobbing as he swallowed hard. His grip on my wrist never
changed. I was afraid the silence would bury me. I was afraid I’d
made a mistake.
    Then something remarkable
happened.
    The fear vanished.
    He burst into a smile with the
energy of a million fires, gleaming white teeth against dimples.
His eyes seemed borderline watery and he shook his head back and
forth so his hair flopped on his forehead.
    “ I love the
fuck out of you,” he said, almost in awe. “Come here.”
    He grabbed the back of my head,
bringing my face toward him and held me firmly in place while he
kissed me hard. There was heat and tongue and hunger all in one. It
made me feel impossibly giddy, impossibly light.
    He stroked one hand down my
cheek and pulled away, whispering, “Did you seriously do that for
me?”
    I nodded. “Of course I
did.”
    Dex grabbed my face in both his
hands and kissed me again. ”You have no idea how that makes me
feel. No idea.”
    “ Good, right?”
I whispered.
    “ Good? Oh,
baby, better than good. You just made me feel like a fucking king.”
His lips trailed to my ear. “I owe you for this. Big
time.”
    I gave him a sassy grin,
suddenly exuberant at how much he liked the tattoo. I had no idea
it would mean so much. My eyes darted over to the bedroom and back.
“Well, I can think of a few ways you can repay me.”
    His eyes blazed. “You don’t
have to tell me twice,” he growled.
    He got up, and in one easy
motion, scooped me up in his arms. I cried out in surprise and put
my arms around his neck as he carried me over to the bedroom and
kicked the door shut before throwing me on the bed.
    “ Your clothes
need to come off, now,” he commanded, immediately dropping to his
knees and pulling me forward so my legs went over the edge of the
bed. He parted my thighs and went between them, running his hands
up my legs until they were under my skirt. “In fact, I don’t know
why you bother wearing clothes at all,” he murmured as he slowly
began to peel my leggings off.
    “ Boots first,”
I pointed down at my feet without raising my head.
    “ You and your
fucking Docs. Baby, they look great on you but twelve holes are a
bitch to undo.”
    “ Then leave
the boots on.”
    He paused with my leggings
around my knees and I could feel him giving me a steely stare.
“Who’s the boss in the bedroom here?”
    “ Tony
Danza?”
    He lightly smacked the side of
my thigh. “It’s going to be harder and it’s going to be on that
fuckable ass of yours if you talk back again.”
    I grinned to myself and bit my
lip. His large hands went up and pulled down my boy shorts,
pressing my legs slightly together to get them off. Then he ducked
underneath my legs so he was trapped between me with nowhere to go
but my lady bits. Not a bad predicament for me.
    “ This is going
to be tighter than usual,” he said, his breath hot on my inner
thighs. I could feel the rough scruff of his face brushing against
my skin as he made his way to my slit. “I’m going to eat your