I’d like to introduce you to Leo, my conflicted and caring tattooed Italian boy from Beyond Ransom.
And here’s the first kiss…
I don’t think Leo even notices our proximity until a slight gasp escapes my lips. They’re parted slightly, eagerly awaiting another pair of lips to reciprocate their fervent desire for contact.
Leo stills above me for a moment, observing me intently and clearly interpreting the signals my body is sending to him. He dips his face down toward me until our mouths are within centimeters of each other. I can feel his breath pass between my lips. I can feel the heat of his skin so close to mine.
He moves the tiny amount of distance to close the space between us and connects with my lips, touching them gently with his own before engaging them more forcefully.
Our kiss becomes frenzied and desperate, as if this may be the last night we ever see each other and we’re making the most of the time we have left before we’re separated. Leo’s hands are in my hair, his thumbs caressing my cheek, his tongue exploring my mouth. I feel like he’s all over me and in me and on me in every way possible even though we’re only kissing. My hands fist his shirt and pull desperately at his shoulders and neck.
I’ve kissed guys before in high school, but never like this. This is passion at its purest. This is undeniable lust. These are the needs and longings and desires of two bodies coming together in one moment amidst a swirl of surrounding chaos.
I feel the change in Leo’s demeanor even before he withdraws from me. He stares at me for a moment, my eyes still wide with lust and my chest rising and falling erratically.
“This is a bad idea,” he says quietly before standing up and looking at the door behind him. “This will not end well for either of us if we’re caught. We can’t do this.”
I pause for a moment before looking away from him. Though my mind completely understands his concern, my body really doesn’t give a shit. Whatever just passed between us made me feel alive. I felt a strange taste of freedom despite my captive state. That one experience and this gorgeous and caring creature in front of me gave me something to live for, if even for only a few short moments. Now I just feel hollow.
“Okay.” It’s my go-to answer in this place. It’s obedient and submissive, just how they want me to be.
I can’t look at him now. I’m too embarrassed and disappointed in what just happened to face him.
I hear the first aid kit being closed up followed by footsteps moving away from me to the door. My eyes close to fend off the burn of tears behind my eyelids.
Leo doesn’t say another word as he leaves me, vulnerable and alone, locking the door behind him.
-Beyond Ransom, Copyright 2014 by A.T. Douglas
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