Falter (Sacrifice Of Immortality - Book1)

Chapter 8

We stood at the reception desk at the motel, and a sweet old lady helped us.

"I made a booking for Hanson." I smiled at her and she gave us the room key.

Donovan booked the room for another night and we went to our room. He gave a full belly laugh when we saw that it was the honeymoon room.

I just huffed at him and took my bag from him.

Just my luck, I thought and went to the bathroom and called Zoe.

When I got out Donovan was looking at the book and made notes, there was a map of the area next to him with red marks on that he had drawn.

"You hungry?" He smiled at me.

I nodded and walked to my bags and grabbed my pajamas and toiletries.

"I'm going to take a shower while you order dinner," I said and walked into the bathroom again.

Just as I got out of the shower, I heard a knock at the door and Donovan yelled that the food is here.

I got dressed in my short pink pajama bottoms and a grey strappy top; I braided my hair and walked out.

Donovan looked at me for a moment and then blinked.

"I'll take a shower quickly, you can eat if you want to." He said and walked into the bathroom with his bag.

I sat down frowning at the door and looked at his notes and grabbed my food; it was a cheeseburger and fries. It wasn't as that bad as I thought it would be.

The notes where scribbles about codes and landmarks, the map had routes planned out, and I smiled at the fact that he was an organised person and planed ahead.

He was like an explorer and had a list of things we needed to buy tomorrow.

I packed everything away and placed it on the desk and grabbed the tv remote and climbed in bed and watch some tv.

Donovan came out in just his boxer shorts and my eye almost popped out.

His body was ripped in all the right places and he had a few tattoos. The one I saw went all the way from his left elbow up to his chest. Then he had something inscribed on his right ribcage and I saw something on his left hip and it disappears underneath his boxers.

I swallowed hard and kept staring at it, trying to figure out what it was.

"Keep staring like that and I might feel obligated to stare back." He said in a rough voice and I looked at the tv.

"Sorry..." I mumbled, and he got into bed next to me.

We ended up talking about tomorrow and what we hope to find. He leaned against the headboard and tucked his hands behind his head and his muscles stretched under his tanned toned skin and stared again, biting my lip.

He glared at me, and I cringed and felt weird suddenly.

"I'm... Um..." I shook my head and got up.

He gripped my wrist, and I stopped. I couldn't move, I felt stuck. I smiled at him.

"I'm just not used to... This." I mumbled, and he tilted his head.

I looked down and his thumb was chasing circles on the inside of my wrist and my breath hitched.

I got back into bed and he pulled me closer to him and he tucked me under his arm, his body was so warm, and I frowned.

I was lying on his chest and I snuggled closer to him; he snaked his leg between mine.

I felt unnaturally hot and flustered; I swallowed so loudly and knew he heard me.

We watched the movie, and we were laughing; I felt every rumble through my body, and it did funny things to my butterflies.

I placed my hand on his chest, and his heart seemed to beat faster.

He tucked me closer and his hand went under my shirt and he rubbed my back; I arched my back, and he stopped.

I closed my eyes and knew that was a stupid move and then he gripped my hip, my eyes shot up and I saw his jaw ticking and he looked at me and his eyes seemed darker.

I swallowed as his other hand touched my cheek.

He leaned down and pressed his lips against mine; the kiss was gentle. It was the feeling like getting something you have always wished for.

He lifted his head and looked at me blinking and I sat up on my knees and placed both hands on his cheeks and smiled; he gave me a sexy lopsided grin, and I kissed him again. This time with more force and he lifted my leg over him and I straddled him.

He groaned and gripped my hips and kissed my jawline and down to my neck.

I tilted my head to give him more access, and he took every part I gave him to explore.

He kissed my shoulder and then nipped it, making me gasp.

He smiled against me when I moaned as he kissed my collarbone and then back up. He kissed the soft spot under my ear and my back arched.

His hands went under my top and tugged it up.

He lifted his head and looked at me; I lifted my arms, and he took the top off; I was sitting there bare from the waist up and he looked at me. I didn't feel shy for one second, his hands gripped my ribs and his thumbs made little gentle strokes and I closed my eyes and sighed.

"Tell me when to stop." He said in a rough husky voice.

I leaned down and kissed him with everything I have; he took whatever I offered.

His hands went down to my thighs, and he gripped the gently and I whimpered. He wrapped his arms around me and flipped us over and I yelped.

He pressed against me and gasped. He grinned and kissed me as his hands were stroking the inside of my leg from my knee upwards and then he gripped my inner thigh and I moaned. His fingers moved and pressed on the exact spot I wanted him to, and he grinned against my mouth when I gasped.

He lifted his head and frowned.

"What?" I breathed and his shoulders slumped.

"We need to stop Genevieve." He said and then his jaw was ticking.

"Why?" I sounded desperate. I was at this moment.

He took a deep breath, "Our first time shouldn't be in a motel room." He kissed me and rolled off me, I took a moment to gather myself and he was right.

I nodded and then he tucked me closer to him and wrapped his arms around me.

"We have a big day tomorrow and I need to keep my head in the game... For now." He whispered, and I got this feeling that this was more than just a project they were working on.

I snuggled closer to him and ignored my thoughts and not spoil this moment.

"Night Donovan." I kissed his arm that wrapped around my shoulder and he kissed my neck and I giggled.

He hugged me closer. "Good night Genevieve."

#

The next morning, I woke up and Donovan was wrapped around me and the heat coming from him was comforting; I reached for my phone to look at the time and Donovan groaned.

"No." I laughed at him and lifted his head to look at me. "Do you think it's funny?" He gave me a serious look.

"You are too grumpy for my liking this early." I chuckled and looked at the time on my phone, it was around seven in the morning, and knew we needed to get going.

He lowered his head back down to my shoulder and gave me feather-light kisses.

"If I get to wake up like this every morning, I won't have any need to be grumpy." He smiled against my skin.

I took a deep breath and regretted this.

"We need to get up," I said in disappointment.

He groaned, and the sound rumbled through me.

"I don't want to." He said as he wrapped himself tighter around me.

He kissed me and just as I got into the kiss; he got up and went into the bathroom.

I was laying there and smiled like a complete i***t.