Lost in Me (Lost Duet #1)

Chapter Ten

Emory

I take a deep breath as he lowers his hands from mine, and I release my hold on him just enough that he can turn around in my arms. He rests his back against the door as he looks down at me. There is no reason for words right now. We are both unhinged, and our emotions are becoming more out of control.

I drop my arms to my sides and stand into him, just feeling the warmth from his body start to spread across mine. Shawn is like no man I have ever met, and he makes me want him more and more. Even though our wanting each other is forbidden and doesn’t make sense, it makes the pull to him that much stronger.

Our love should be forbidden—a girl like me with the past I have and him being a millionaire drug dealer, criminal, murderer—to the outside world, we are breaking the rules by being together, but I don’t care about the rules. I don’t care if people talk about us and what we are doing. The only thing that matters to me is him.

Shawn leans down and kisses me. I open my mouth for him, feeling his tongue enter and taste me. I hear the moan escape his throat as I lift my arms and wrap them around his neck, pulling him down to me. He reaches between us, unbuttons my pants, and starts to pull them down along with my underwear. He pulls back until they are down at my ankles. I release my arms from his neck and lean down, pulling the pants and underwear over my boots and throwing them off to the side. I stand and watch him quickly unbutton his pants and pull them down with his boxers. I reach back up and wrap my arms around his neck. He grabs onto my legs, lifting me off the ground.

I wrap my legs around his waist, feeling my heat against his warm body. He releases my left leg and moves his hand between our bodies, grabbing onto his cock and positioning it at my entrance. He looks at me for a moment. All I can do is nod as he leans back in and smashes his lips to mine. I feel him push his dick into my entrance filling me to the rim. I feel myself wrap around him like we were made to fit together. He releases his dick and lifts his hand, placing it gently against my face as the kiss deepens when I open my mouth, inviting him back inside.

He pulls back his lips and leans in, resting them against my ear as I tighten my grip around his neck. We both start to move together as one. “I love you,” Shawn whispers into my ear, making my heart stop and speed up at the same time.

I never thought I would hear those words again, not from him. Not from any man. I kept my distance for a reason. I kept to myself for a reason, but in this moment, in this perfect moment, I can feel his love. Feel his desire for me, his longing, his wanting to protect me, his wanting to claim me in a way Jesse never did.

I pull back just enough to look at him. He continues to move in and out of me, hitting just the right spot for my eyes to roll back in my head. I lean in, resting my forehead against his as we slam into the door. The entire center can hear what we are doing, but I don’t care. I don’t care that they know I am giving myself to Shawn. I don’t care that they know we are together. There is no turning back now.

I open my eyes and look into his. He is patient and kind. “I love you too, Shawn.”

He doesn’t respond. We both just lean in and reconnect our lips, wanting to show each other just how much we love each other. Just how much we need each other. I never believed in falling in love too fast or the whole love-at-first-sight thing, but right now, in this moment, I feel I am seeing Shawn for the first time. The real Shawn, the vulnerable Shawn, and I will never be able to explain in words what it means that he has opened himself up to me.

He is showing me that I can do the same. That we can do this together. That we are partners. That I am not owned by him but I do belong to him. Just like he belongs to me.

“You are mine, and I am yours,” he whispers.

Before I can respond his lips are on mine again, and our bodies are in sync, moving as one, as my back continues to hit the wall. I know they can hear us, that maybe Jesse is outside of this building and maybe he can hear too, but I don’t care.

I have spent my entire life being what others wanted, and now Shawn is what I want. I want us, and even though I am still afraid, I will not let him go.

Shawn pulls back just enough to look me in the eyes as he picks up the pace. His breathing tell me he is about to come.

“Give into me,” he whispers.

“Always,” I whisper back. He leans in resting his forehead against mine as he slams into me again, and a moan leaves my lips as I tighten my grip around his neck.

Our breathing is the only thing I can hear, and his heartbeat matches the speed of mine.

Shawn slowly lowers me to the floor as I release my hands from his neck. We stand chest to chest. His eyes are still locked on mine as he leans in for a short, sweet, gentle kiss that steals my breath away.

He pulls back and smiles. That gorgeous smile. The smile he doesn’t show that often, but when he does, it lights up the entire room.

I pull back and turn around quickly, making it over to my pants and underwear. Sherri must have rescheduled my appointments. I have missed many appointments in the last two hours that I was in here, making love with Shawn.

I quickly put on my pants and underwear, buttoning up my pants. I slightly turn around and watch Shawn pull up his boxers and slacks. His hair is falling out of the bun he had it in, but man, he is so beautiful. His muscles, his tattoos, his abs, his alpha stance. All of him is so intoxicating.

He looks up at me as he fixes his shirt and hair. I allow a smile to form across my lips as he makes his way over, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me tightly against him.

I lean into him, allowing myself to feel safe, because in this moment, I am. Once we leave this room again, that will change. Jesse is still out there. He won’t just give up, and the more time I spend with Shawn, the more I am afraid of losing him. We both used the L word, and there is no taking it back. I meant it when I said it, and I know he did too, even if no one else will understand how we can already be in love.

But that’s the thing about love. It just sneaks up on you and takes you prisoner, and when it is the right person, you never want it to let you go. Shawn is my right person. My anchor.