Garden of Sins

The moon’s silvery glow illuminates your face. You are so beautiful. I watch as you orbit me before stopping behind me to open my bra and drop it to the ground. Gently, you stroke my arms with your knuckles and goose bumps trail your fingers. Automatically, I fall against you and feel your hard chest against my back, feel how you catch me and I inhale deeply, trying to let go of the tension.

“I love you,” you whisper directly into my ear as your arm wraps around my belly and you pull me to you. My hands rest on your arm and I draw in your scent. I would do anything to hear you say that again and again. I can’t get enough of it. It means the world to me.

And so, from now on, I will no longer think about what today was all about. I feel you, Caden, and I’d do anything for you.

“And that will be your downfall,” you murmur.

I look over my shoulder and glance up at you. The moonlight dances over your face. You are beautiful, like a fallen angel and I know that when you fall, you fall far. I know that now. Would you really be able to hurt me? Was this merely a taste? What is all this and what’s happening to my mind, Caden?

You gently brush the hair off my shoulder. “What are you worried about, Alayna?” you ask softly but a bit hoarsely, and I decide just to ask. I’ll just be forthright, just like yesterday.

“Are you manipulating me, Caden?” I ask tentatively what I am wondering and look you straight in the eyes.

You don’t take your eyes off me and visibly grind your teeth, which is why my heart stops for a moment. Delicately, you brush your hand upwards and place it against my chest, exactly where my heart is racing.

“Yes,” you admit and it sounds a little rough and unwilling. When you say it, everything inside me stops for a few seconds until I breathe again. Why would you do that? I love you. I’m so completely in love with you. I am so completely yours, why would you mess with my head?

“I’m a bastard, Alayna,” you whisper. “I told you that, baby girl.”

I swallow dryly. “I didn’t think you meant it.” I really didn’t think so. I never thought you were capable of influencing me in any way and I don’t understand why. I wish I understood, then everything would be a lot easier.

How can I make you understand that this is not necessary? That I’m not Melissa? That I’m not going to hurt you?

Your sincere gaze runs along my hair as you let it glide through the lengths of your spread fingers, making me shiver.

“I love you and you belong to me, not only your body but, above all else, your soul, your spirit — everything. And saying that you love me may have been your greatest mistake.”

I can only stare at you for a few seconds. I want that, I want to be yours. You don’t have to force it.

“You’re the first person I’ve ever said that to, Caden,” I tell you quietly and you turn me around to you. My hands are on your chest and I look up at you. I trust you and I trust that you will not abuse what I feel for you.

Finally, you pull me gently to the bed and I lie down on my back. You fall beside me before you look at me closely.

“I know,” you say again, almost defeated, and brush a few strands behind my ear. I only have eyes for you, see only your face.

“How do you know?” I stare into your eyes that hold me captive.

“I know all about you, Alayna.” I shiver at your touch as your fingers caress my upper body. My heart beats strongly in my chest. As you wrap me in a warm cocoon, I wonder what exactly you know about me, what exactly you mean, but then you pull off my panties and my attention is on me again.

You don’t take your eyes off me as you strip off your clothes and roll onto me. It feels so good; you on top of me like a protective blanket. I feel you between my legs. Immediately, desire courses fiercely through me and my only thought is of you. I want to feel you. I want you inside me.

With your tip, you dip a bit inside me, but it is enough to make me frustrated. I exhale shakily and stroke your arms, which feel so strong. You would not hurt me, Caden, would you?

“Are you scared now, baby girl?” you ask and abruptly, you push your entire length inside me. Moaning, I straighten my upper body as bright flashes dance before my eyes and lust inhabits every cell in my body. “You need not be afraid of me,” you reassure me. Your voice is throaty, your eyes agitated. I stroke your hair and you lower your head before you slide your lips over my neck. At the same time, you push into me again and groan. God, you feel so good. My legs wrap around your hips and I tilt my head.

“But you are mine.” Again, you sink deep into me and I claw your back. You are so familiar to me now, as if I’ve known you all my life.

You straighten up on outstretched arms so that you can look down on me. A few black locks fall across your forehead and your gaze burns into mine. “Say you’re mine, Alayna.”

You hold still, every muscle of your tattooed torso tense as my gaze greedily passes over you.

And I’m telling you this because it’s what I feel, whether you manipulate me or not. Hearts ca

“I’m all yours, Caden,” I gently assure you, ru

You grimace as if in pain, turn your head, and kiss my palm. Then you thrust back into me and I groan again.

“Say that you love me,” you whisper against my skin and everything in me stiffens because you sound so broken. I want to hold you together, but I don’t know how. I embrace your neck with both arms and pull you down to me. Your forehead is pressed against my shoulder and I inhale your scent.

“I love you, Caden!” I murmur against your temple. This time, you push deeper inside me and I groan next to your ear as lust floods my body in increasingly hotter, but briefer intervals.

“Say that you will do anything for me,” you murmur against my neck and I stroke your sweaty back.

“I will do anything for you,” I assure you without hesitation because I feel it deep inside me. I truly would do anything for you. You are the right man for me. You simply have to understand.

My eyes touch your body while one of my hands clings to the back of your head. Sweat glistens on your muscles and my body is soaked because it is so hot. I burn and I love it.

Again, you rise up to look at me. Your gaze is a vortex, sucking me in.

“Say that you won’t run away, no matter what happens,” you demand, barely in control, and sweat runs down your forehead. I wipe it away and run a hand through your damp hair again.

“Say. It.” You thrust harder and the desperation in your voice penetrates my bones.

My eyelids suddenly lower. “I won’t run away,” I groan just as desperately, my heart pounding wildly.

“Never, Alayna!” I hear you challenging me through clenched teeth and I rebound a little as you touch the point inside me that propels me towards climax.

“Never!” I gasp with pleasure.

“No matter what happens,” you growl with a deep thrust that drives me upwards. Lust clouds everything inside me, but I still groan, “No matter what happens.”

And that, Caden, is the absolute truth, without manipulation, because I love you.

25. The revelation

Carter

The music blasts through my speakers while I leisurely smoke a joint. Of course, I lie on the couch in my garage, legs stretched out, and enjoy that Alayna is not here because Caden always goes a bit crazy. He also deserves that. She has to work. I do not have to work. I lie here and exist. My work starts at night, not now.