Graceful Ashes

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embarrassed,” Hendrix said softly.
    I tried to swallow the lump in my throat but failed and tears rimmed my eyes. “What nineteen year old is a virgin in today’s society?”
    “You.”
    A small laugh passed my lips as a lone tear slipped down my cheek. Hendrix wiped the pad of his thumb across the tear’s trail to keep it from falling. He cupped my cheek and I turned my face into his palm.
    “It doesn’t scare you off?” I asked.
    Hendrix eyes softened. “If anything it makes me want you more.”
    My heart rate spiked as a genuine smile spread across my face. His response hadn’t been one I was expecting, but made me adore him even more than I already did. Hendrix had a hard exterior, one that most would be leery of, but I wasn’t. Something about him pulled me to him, like metal to a magnet. Even if he had let me run out that door from my embarrassment, I knew that I wouldn’t have stayed away from him in the long run.
    As crazy as they sounded, my heart and soul were telling me that Hendrix would alter my life in ways I couldn’t even imagine.

 
    Chapter Nine
     
     
     
     
    My eyes slowly fluttered open. The tension in my limbs from not drinking enough water before bed made it hard to move. I was stiff as a board. I took in the surroundings of Hendrix’s bedroom, which was tucked away in a room off of his studio. We’d been alternating staying at one another’s place for almost two months. Ever since I’d let the cat out of the bag about my V card, and he’d spent the night telling me how I shouldn’t be ashamed of it.
    Thanks to him I wasn’t ashamed anymore.
    I stretched my arms high above my head and the sheet slipped off of my naked torso. The night before came barreling back to me in a flash of images that made me blush.
    He had showed me how my body could feel under the touch of a man that I was attracted to. Boy, was I attracted to Hendrix.
    A hand snaked around my bare midriff and a low groan sounded from beside me.
    “Lay back down. It’s too early to be awake.”
    Chills broke out across my skin at his sleep filled voice. Mainly from the thought of what that same mouth had done to me before we had fallen asleep.
    We’d crossed every boundary that led up to having sex, but had yet to follow through. A part of me was frustrated about that. Even if I knew it was for the best.
    He was showing me how to experience things I had never experienced, while literally showing me things I had never seen before…like a male’s anatomy.
    I leaned over and softly kissed the side of his head. “I have class today, I can’t lay back down.”
    “Can’t you skip it and stay in bed with me all day?” Hendrix’s hand lazily drug up my stomach to cup one of my breasts.
    “Mmmm…” I slid a hand down his arm and pulled it away. “As tempting as your suggestion is, I seriously can’t.”
    I slipped from the bed and put my clothes on from the night before. Even though I had known I’d most likely end up crashing with him, I hadn’t brought any extra clothes. I was afraid that bringing some of my things over might overstep my boundaries with him.
    “What time is it anyway?” Hendrix sat up in the bed.
    “Maybe if you got a clock it would be easier to tell, but it’s pretty dark in here so I’m assuming it’s around seven or eight,” I replied as I slipped on my shoes.
    “Yeah, I’ve never been one to care much about the time of day. I work all hours.” Hendrix yawned out his response as he checked his phone.
    He definitely worked all hours. I didn’t know for a fact what he did when he had those mysterious calls, but I had a very good idea that it revolved around drugs. I hated that aspect of who he was, but I couldn’t berate him about it when I had no hold over him whatsoever.
    “It’s a quarter ‘til eleven.”
    I almost jumped out of my skin. “Eleven at night or in the morning?”
    It was bad that I had no idea whether it was day or night.
    “Morning.”
    “Shit!” I

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