Craved

Chapter 18.

Isaac POV.

“I’m always s*x crazed for you, baby,” she says confidently in a low voice, and I watch as her face scrunches. “I don’t know why I called you ‘baby’,” she laughs, awkwardly, and I burst out laughing. 

I don’t think any woman has ever made me smile the way she does. She’s humorous without trying to be, and so incredibly adorable. 

Her cheeks, neck and chest were burnt in a rosy blush from our love making. She had a glow and when she smiled, it was like I was staring into the sun. 

She was my own personal angel and I felt like I just felt from the heavens. I watch her eyes search my face and I knew the gears in her head were working at a different 

“Can I ask you a question?” 

“I don’t know, you just did, so probably yes,” I tease, feeling my smile grow when she swots me again. 

I loved teasing her and seeing how frustrated she is. 

“I’m serious,” she says with a pout. I contemplated teasing her more but decided otherwise. 

“You can ask me anything,” I tell her honestly. Whatever she wants to know, I would tell her. 

“How did you become an addict?” She asks in her oh so delicate voice, and I feel the blood drain from my face. 

I don’t know what I was expecting, but it wasn’t that. 

I suddenly have lost the ability to breath, and I feel a short gasp of air escape my lips. 

“I uh-” I try and start, but then swallow. “It’s a boring story,” I state. The memories of my late teen flooding through my head. 

At the corner of my eye, I see her shift onto her stomach and lean up on her elbows to look down at me. 

“I’m ready whenever you are.” 

I chuckled. Her eagerness was entertaining. 

I tucked my hand behind my head and took a deep breath. 

“It’s not a long story but I would just go out to parties and then there would be all types of drugs there… all my friends were rich, so getting it wasn’t an issue, and there was always that safety net underneath us- that if we ever do get caught, we would be safe…

I remember the first time that I did try drugs. It was at my high school friend, Caleb’s house and everyone was doing it, so I thought ‘why not?’ But after that, every other time became blurred together as one big high, and without even knowing it, I had become addicted. I knew I was addicted when my parents took us away on vacation and I could feel the withdrawals on the flight out.” 

I chuckled to myself, sadly. 

The plane right out was probably one of the worst days of my life. Not the worst, but it was in the top ten. 

“Your Grandmother mentioned that there would be people coming to the house, asking for money…” 

I looked at her and cursed my family for not being able to keep their mouths shut. 

“My Grandmother needs to keep things to herself,” I say. 

I turn onto my side, resting my elbow on the bed and keeping my head up with my hand. I took another deep breath, preparing my next chapter within the story. I could feel my heart race. What if she judges me? What if she hears my story and thinks that I’m a bad person? What if she hears my story and never wants to be with me ever again? 

I loved her more than anything on this earth and having her leave me, made a panic chill coat my skin. 

I needed to be more honest with her. She had left me before because she felt like she didn’t know me. I puckered up the courage. I couldn’t have her leave me again. 

“My friends realised I had a problem before I did and cut me off, so I had to get it from elsewhere, and that involved some pretty shady people,” I admitted. “I’m not proud of it, but at the time, it was something I had to do.” 

“I understand,” she almost whispers. I was scared to look at her. I didn’t want to see the pity in her eyes, so I looked behind her at the wall, but when I met her eyes all that was there was love. I could tell that she genuinely cared about me, and I felt like the luckiest man on the planet. I was never proud of anything in my life, but knowing I had this beautiful woman made me proud. 

I wish I could erase my past and start new, but I obviously can’t. I didn’t even want to change it because I wouldn’t have ended up on this path and met with Alison.

With my other hand, I reach for her though, lightly trailing my fingers up and down her thigh, feeling her warm skin through her dress, and the thought that she was wearing nothing underneath made my c**k twitch. 

Heat was beginning to grow in the middle of my chest, and I was craving her. I needed to bury myself inside of her yet again and allow her to make me feel hole again. I needed her to help me forget about the memories of my past. 

I watched her bite her lower lip as I inched her dress up further to expose her thigh. I watch her eyes darken and look at me with something like love. 

I thought it was crazy that no less than a year ago, this woman was an intriguing stranger and now the love of my life. She was a virgin when I met her and now the s*x crazed woman looked at me with lust. 

I continued my trail now on her bare skin and cupped her soft plump ass, pulling her closer towards me so she was pressed up against me. We were nose-to-nose, and I tilted my head up, sticking my tongue out so that it could coat he bottom lip lightly. 

I could hear her release a sigh watched her chest move rapidly.

I’ve hardly touched her, and she was practically panting.

I kicked off my shoes, sitting up and pulling off my shirt. I was hardening uncomfortably against my jeans for her. I pushed myself on top of her, taking her mouth to my own. She opens her legs up to me willingly and I sit my hips against, pressing my c**k against her, letting her know how much I needed her. 

Her tongue coats my own and I suck at her bottom lip, biting her tentative skin.

I press my hips against her, rocking them against her effortlessly. Her wetness making my jeans glide effortlessly over her. 

I watch the blood rush to her face and turn her creamy skin to the most beautiful shade of pink. 

She moaned when I pressed my d**k against her again, ensuring I meet her spot. The target I know that she wants me to hit. 

“I want you,” I groan. 

“I’m yours,” she responds back and it’s like she has read my mind and knew exactly what say to make me feel at ease.