Duplicity (15 page)

When he thrust inside her, they both paused, forehead to forehead.

This was home.
Comfort.

Wrapped up in each other’s embrace, they rocked together, finding
a fast pace.

When Lilith opened her eyes, finding his gaze intent on her, her
heart skipped a beat, and her breath caught in her throat.

This was so much.

Too much.

She started to pull away from the intensity of the emotion she
felt.

“Hey,” he
whispered,
his hand steady
against the small of her back. “I’m right here.” He kissed her sweetly. “Let
go, baby. I’ll catch you.” Holding her close, he pressed a breathless kiss
against her ear. “Trust me.”

Closing her eyes, she reached between them, feeling him as he
moved in and out of her. She shuddered, giving herself over to the moment, to
the feeling that welled in her. The physical pleasure, the way her heart was
expanding, growing to fill and consume her
body .
 . .
it was all frightening but exhilarating and perfect.

She felt like she could fly.

And in that moment, she knew she wasn’t alone. She could soar, and
he would catch her.

Trey, her family, her
friends.

None of them would let her fall or slip away again.

Acknowledgments

One of the greatest myths perpetuated by certain factions of our
society is that any individual has the propensity to get anywhere on their own.
That is complete and utter bullshit. I’m no different. I wrote this novella,
but you would not be reading this story if it weren’t for a variety of people.

To those of you who read, reviewed, shared, and encouraged me
along the way, thank you. I would have never had the courage to take this next
step without you. Never underestimate how valued you are. You matter.

To
Jessi
, one of the only souls brave
enough to go toe to toe, round after round, until she drove a few key lessons
into my stubborn head. I know I don’t always sound appreciative, but I am.

To Erika and Michele for
their never ending patience, their expertise, and their help.
I
never would have dreamed I’d be self-publishing, and I never would have done it
without you.

And finally, to the girls who are with me every day, putting up
with my neediness and my temper, Eleanor, Betsy, and
Jessy
.
I don’t know why you do it, but I’m so glad you do.

Thank you. I love you. And I’m well aware I would never have
gotten here without you.