Free UNSHAKABLE (Able Series Book 4) by Gigi Aceves Page B

watering, imagining what all of her would taste like. The need to stop is there tickling my mind, but the desperation to have her skin touching mine, her tongue dancing with mine, her skin rubbing against me as her fingers run through my hair sends a spark of energy consuming all of me.
    “We need to stop, baby, while I still can.”
    A frustrated groan escapes her well-loved lips as my longing for her intensifies. Controlling my need while she’s within reach is driving me insane.
    “You’re doing it again,” she groans against my lips.
    “Doing what?”
    “Stopping this, putting on the brakes every time we’re about to get down and dirty even though it’s just kissing! It’s still frustrating.”
    I pull back from her, surprised at her outburst. “I don’t ever just want to get down and dirty with you. At least, not for our first time. I want to savor every second my tongue grazes your skin, or every time my body touches yours. I don’t want to just enjoy you for a few short moments; I need to enjoy you a lot longer than that. . . . a lifetime. But even that isn’t enough, I don’t think.”
    Sighing with a smile she mumbles, “And then, you give that speech! How can I possibly stay mad at you? I don’t just feel your love through your actions, Damien. I feel it in your words. I know this is going faster than what would be deemed as acceptable, but we’ve been fighting our feelings for each other so long. I want to be . . .”
    Shaking my head in response, I utter, “I want to be the first to say it . . .”
    She covers my mouth with her hand, with nothing but love in her eyes. “You’ve said it already. I want to say it . . . I need to say it on my terms . . . my words — my way .” She gifts me with her smile that makes me stop and thank God for allowing our paths to cross. “I want to be with you. Now . . . tomorrow until God stops time for us. But I hope it doesn’t anytime soon, because I’ve waited so long for this—how I’ve longed for this.”
    She pulls back and smiles at me. “So. . . .” She teasingly smirks at me. “. . . . we’re finally doing this?”
    “Yes, baby, we’re so doing this. We need to make the most of this time because my first shift starts in a couple of hours.” I give her wet kisses on her neck which makes her giggle.
    “You’re officially mine?” The laughter in her voice sends shivers up my spine. Her happiness excites me.
    “Always been yours, Wildflower. Always been.”
    “We’ll make it work, I promise. I love you too much to not see this through.”
    I pull back and focus on her eyes. “I love you, too, more, than you’ll ever know.”
    I kiss her more, loving how her tongue caresses mine. How her moans elicit a convulsive need within in me to take her at this moment, to make her mine. But the power of the promise I gave her dad kills the embers of that desire. I know I can love her without breaking that promise. It’s my hope that the strength of my conviction to fulfill that promise is formidable enough to withstand my weakness for her.
    I force myself to standstill. . . . to enjoy this moment with enough restraint to put on the brakes, but with enough passion to bridge her to me—satisfying her—satisfying me. It is, though, not enough to quench the craving I have of her.
    Mine —No doubt about it . . . body, heart, and soul. To deny her or myself of this is more painful than anything I’ve ever felt. I’ve denied myself for far too long.
    Yours —I am hers and hers alone. I’ve been for the longest time and for the longest time I’ve held out on her, and the dam is just about to burst to overflowing.

SOPHIA
    Damien: Baby, I’m coming up.
    I LOOK AT THE TEXT DAMIEN sends me then at the time. Five thirty in the morning? What’s going on? A soft knock on my door makes me jump up to open it. I know he wouldn’t be here without prior approval from my parents since he’s a stickler for rules.
    Power brakes remember!
    He greets me like