lingering doubts about their relationship, it
was obvious her body didn’t. He exhaled silently, contentment filling him as he
slowly drifted off. As he sank into the depths of sleep, he wondered why she
was sleeping on the floor.
Chapter Seven
Rush was pulled slowly from sleep. It took him a minute to get
both his bearings on the living room floor and to understand what he was
hearing. With his eyes closed, he originally thought the sounds he’d heard were
coming from Blake, but as consciousness returned fully, he realized it was
Trinity whimpering and thrashing about. He rose up on his elbow and pulled her
body closer to himself and further away from the sleeping baby next to her,
afraid she’d hurt him in her distress. He pulled her onto her back and cupped
her cheek in his palm.
Leaning into her ear, he
called to her softly. “Trinity, wake up, honey, it’s only a dream.” He lowered
his hand from her face to her shoulder and shook her gently. “Come on, baby,
wake up, you’re dreaming.”
Suddenly her eyes flashed
opened and she jerked up trying desperately to get away from him. Her actions
caused them to bump heads. She fell back with a thud. She blinked rapidly and
her chest rose and fell in quick ragged breaths. When she realized where she
was, her lips began to tremble and she launched herself against him, curling
her body against his. He wrapped his massive arms around her and held her close
as he stroked her back in comfort and pressed his lips repeatedly against her
head.
“ Shhh . It’s
okay. It was only a dream,” he reassured her again.
She pressed her face into
his body and clung to him. “Oh, my God, oh, my God…” she repeated over and
over.
When she’d calmed somewhat,
with both of them lying on their sides facing each other, he brushed the hair
from her face tenderly. “You okay?” he asked, as she stared into his eyes still
seeking assurance.
She swallowed hard but
nodded.
“What were you dreaming
about?” he asked softly.
She blinked her eyes
against the memories. “The night my mother was killed,” she answered simply.
He pulled her back up
against his body and pressed his lips against her forehead, knowing what had
brought on the nightmare. “You’re safe, Trinity. No one can harm you here. I’ll
protect you and Blake, I swear it.”
Buried in his chest, she
shivered but nodded. With her chest heaving and desperation flowing through her
veins, she slid up his body and pressed her lips frantically against his. He
hesitated for a heartbeat before returning the kiss. She wrapped her hands
around his neck and clung as tight as she could. She forced his mouth open and
thrust her tongue into his, trying to devour him… trying to find something
life-affirming.
With a soft moan, he
quickly became the aggressor and flipped her over and dragged her body further
away from Blake’s. With urgent hands, he slipped the T-shirt from her and ran
his hands over her soft body.
“I need you now,” she whispered
frantically, as she ran her hands over him furiously.
With less than gentle hands
himself, he removed her panties and his briefs. Moving over her, he held her
face in his hands and gazed into her eyes intently as he lowered himself into
her body slowly… oh so very slowly. Her body clenched around him like a glove
as he possessed her. They both moaned. With slow, precise movements, he plunged
into her, over and over while continuing to stare into her eyes. When the
heightened physical sensations of her body began to match her equally
heightened mental distress, she became overwhelmed and tears streamed down her
face. With soft words of love and tenderness, he brushed them away with his
lips.
“I love you, Trinity. I’ll
always love you. You’re safe with me, I promise,” he reiterated against her
ear.
She closed her eyes at his
words and concentrated only on the feel of his body as it seemed to worship her
own. Slowly and easily, he continued to slide
was obvious her body didn’t. He exhaled silently, contentment filling him as he
slowly drifted off. As he sank into the depths of sleep, he wondered why she
was sleeping on the floor.
Chapter Seven
Rush was pulled slowly from sleep. It took him a minute to get
both his bearings on the living room floor and to understand what he was
hearing. With his eyes closed, he originally thought the sounds he’d heard were
coming from Blake, but as consciousness returned fully, he realized it was
Trinity whimpering and thrashing about. He rose up on his elbow and pulled her
body closer to himself and further away from the sleeping baby next to her,
afraid she’d hurt him in her distress. He pulled her onto her back and cupped
her cheek in his palm.
Leaning into her ear, he
called to her softly. “Trinity, wake up, honey, it’s only a dream.” He lowered
his hand from her face to her shoulder and shook her gently. “Come on, baby,
wake up, you’re dreaming.”
Suddenly her eyes flashed
opened and she jerked up trying desperately to get away from him. Her actions
caused them to bump heads. She fell back with a thud. She blinked rapidly and
her chest rose and fell in quick ragged breaths. When she realized where she
was, her lips began to tremble and she launched herself against him, curling
her body against his. He wrapped his massive arms around her and held her close
as he stroked her back in comfort and pressed his lips repeatedly against her
head.
“ Shhh . It’s
okay. It was only a dream,” he reassured her again.
She pressed her face into
his body and clung to him. “Oh, my God, oh, my God…” she repeated over and
over.
When she’d calmed somewhat,
with both of them lying on their sides facing each other, he brushed the hair
from her face tenderly. “You okay?” he asked, as she stared into his eyes still
seeking assurance.
She swallowed hard but
nodded.
“What were you dreaming
about?” he asked softly.
She blinked her eyes
against the memories. “The night my mother was killed,” she answered simply.
He pulled her back up
against his body and pressed his lips against her forehead, knowing what had
brought on the nightmare. “You’re safe, Trinity. No one can harm you here. I’ll
protect you and Blake, I swear it.”
Buried in his chest, she
shivered but nodded. With her chest heaving and desperation flowing through her
veins, she slid up his body and pressed her lips frantically against his. He
hesitated for a heartbeat before returning the kiss. She wrapped her hands
around his neck and clung as tight as she could. She forced his mouth open and
thrust her tongue into his, trying to devour him… trying to find something
life-affirming.
With a soft moan, he
quickly became the aggressor and flipped her over and dragged her body further
away from Blake’s. With urgent hands, he slipped the T-shirt from her and ran
his hands over her soft body.
“I need you now,” she whispered
frantically, as she ran her hands over him furiously.
With less than gentle hands
himself, he removed her panties and his briefs. Moving over her, he held her
face in his hands and gazed into her eyes intently as he lowered himself into
her body slowly… oh so very slowly. Her body clenched around him like a glove
as he possessed her. They both moaned. With slow, precise movements, he plunged
into her, over and over while continuing to stare into her eyes. When the
heightened physical sensations of her body began to match her equally
heightened mental distress, she became overwhelmed and tears streamed down her
face. With soft words of love and tenderness, he brushed them away with his
lips.
“I love you, Trinity. I’ll
always love you. You’re safe with me, I promise,” he reiterated against her
ear.
She closed her eyes at his
words and concentrated only on the feel of his body as it seemed to worship her
own. Slowly and easily, he continued to slide
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