The Fine Line Book One Between Worlds Series (9 page)

He leaned toward her and put his warm palm
against her flushed cheek. She felt his lips on her forehead and
then her cheek and finally her lips. He kissed her, but then pulled
away looking deeply into her eyes.

She raised her hand and ran her fingers
through his hair.

“
I believe you,” she said
softly as she stared back at him. “I know you’re a good man with a
good soul. I think I knew that all along. Isn’t it funny how the
past can strangle you out of your future?” she asked rhetorically.
“I’m so sorry you’re paying the sins of my mistakes. I truly don’t
want it to be like that.”

He nodded. “You are the strongest, most
intriguing woman I have ever met. You know I have been beaten up
pretty badly in the past myself. But when I look into those
gorgeous brown eyes of yours, all of that just disappears. I can’t
explain it and I can’t get a handle on it. But, I’m enjoying it.
I’m confused, but I’m sure at the same time. Doesn’t make sense,
does it?”

“
Believe it or not, it
makes perfect sense.”

In just a few moments, it felt like an
eternity passed. She memorized his face; the curve of his lips and
the shape of his eyes when he smiled. He came closer to her,
eventually their noses touching. A long passionate kiss, and
instantly her insides burned.

“
Come inside,” she
whispered.

He raised her hand to his lips and kissed
her knuckles.

“
You sure about
this?”

She nodded.

“
Yes, I’m
sure.”

Once out of the truck, she took his hand and
led him to the front door. She felt the warmth from his body as he
stood directly behind her. Desperately, she fished for her keys in
the bottomless pit she called a purse. She felt his lips on her
neck and shoulders and she stood paralyzed.

After unlocking the door, she threw the keys
and purse on the end table and then led Matt down the dark hallway
into her room. They were alone and no one would be coming home.

The bedroom door shut behind Robin as she
walked to the middle of the room to join Matt, who stood patiently
waiting for her. They stared at one another. Robin closed her eyes
as he traced her face with his fingers. The tips of his fingers ran
along her shoulder and down her arm. Her eyes opened and she pulled
herself closer to him.

At first the kisses were gentle, but quickly
turned passionate. Robin felt her hair fall to her shoulders. His
lips on her neck caused the blood to run hotter through her
veins.

She broke away for a moment and slipped off
her sandals. He took off his shoes and tossed them to the side.
Calmly, she walked to the bed and then sat on the mattress. She
watched as he unbuttoned the tuxedo jacket and placed it on the
desk chair. The bowtie was next to come off and then his shirt.

Her heart pounded with anticipation. In the
two months they dated, she had never seen him without his shirt on.
His abdominal muscles and biceps were chiseled gorgeously. The
faint trace of hair from his navel to the top of his tuxedo pants
made her smile.

He walked to her and she stood. He turned
her around so her back could face him. She waited. His lips kissed
her back as she felt the dress loosen around her body. The sound of
the zipper being pulled down was her cue to step out of the dress,
and the fabric fell to the floor. She turned, standing in her black
lace strapless bra and matching panties.

The kisses continued. His lips found her ear
and he whispered,

“
You’re so
beautiful.”

She sat back down on the bed as he knelt
between her legs. They kissed intensely as he loosened the clasp of
her bra and then tossed it away. She scooted onto the mattress and
then lay flat. Matt hovered over her. She ran her fingers through
his hair and then barely touching his skin, the tips of her fingers
traced designs across his smooth chest.

He touched her face with his hand, lost in
her gaze.

He inched her panties off of her hips,
passed her thighs and calves, and then her feet, also tossing them
to the floor. She felt his hand between her thighs as his lips
kissed her collar bone.

Her hands found the zipper of his pants.
Frantically, she unzipped them. He wasted no time getting them off.
Her hand wrapped around him as he breathily kissed her lips.

She closed her eyes as she felt his head
bend down and his warm tongue on her breast. Her hands ran through
his hair again and with every caress she surrendered.

His lips met hers again as she pulled up and
pushed herself tightly against him. Carefully, she massaged him
with her hand, their lips continuing to press together. She was
very pleased with his size.

She couldn’t wait.

“
Do you have protection?”
she asked in between kisses.

“
Damn,” he whispered. “No.
Honestly, I didn’t think this was going to happen. It was the
furthest thing from my mind.”

“
I have some in my
dresser. Give me a minute.”

He rested on the bed as she walked to the
dresser and dug into a drawer. She pulled out a plastic package and
then walked to the bed, rolling comfortably beside him.

“
Didn’t mean to break the
mood,” she apologized.

“
It’s okay.”

He leaned back over her and kissed her. She
touched him again, stimulating and stroking him; making him ready
for her. When he felt hard enough, she ripped the condom wrapper
open and slipped the latex over him.

Nervous and excited, she felt her stomach
fluttering inside her body. She felt his hands on her thighs as he
pushed them apart. He balanced himself on his knees as he took her
hand into his. Sweetly, he brought her hand to his mouth and kissed
each finger. When he released her hand, he balanced himself on his
palms. Slowly, she felt him push inside of her. Her head pressed
back into the pillow and a sigh escaped her lips.

Slowly, she felt him moving. She wrapped her
legs around him as he leaned in to kiss her. They said nothing. It
was as if their souls mended together. Robin didn’t remember a time
when sex felt so spiritual; a foreign feeling that she
welcomed.

Feeling his rhythmic movements, her hands
held tightly to his back. She loved his caring and gentle touches;
the whispers shared only by lovers. Willingly, she continued
falling into him; into his emotions and his arousal. No rush; no
urgency; just pure pleasure.

She pushed against him and moved him to his
back as their lips met again. She sat beside him and kissed his
chest then moved over him. She pushed herself onto him and rested
her hands on his chest. She moved backward and forward slowly,
soaking up every sensation that her body produced.

Eventually, his hands found hers, but she
pushed them onto the pillow as sighs left her lips.

“
I love the way you feel,”
he whispered.

She leaned down and kissed him
adorningly.

“
You feel good, too,” she
said sweetly.

When she rose and sat straight up on him,
she felt his hand move to her waist. She felt him pushing her onto
him, moving her faster. The tingling started in the middle of her
body and quickly rushed her as she climaxed. Moans continued as she
moved on him knowing she could climax again. His hand still held
tightly to her waist. Again, she felt the unmistakable sensation
take over every fiber of her being.

Before she knew it, she found herself on her
back once again with Matt pushing into her. The thrusts
intensified. His hands held tightly to the bed frame and his eyes
closed. The tension in his body suddenly vanished as his climax
reached its peak. He opened his eyes. Robin smiled and touched his
face. He kissed her palm and then limply fell to her side.

“
Where’s your
bathroom?”

“
First door on the right
down the hall,” she answered.

Robin nervously waited and then watched as
Matt walked back into the room. She felt him crawl under the covers
and settle in beside her.

“
Come here,” he invited as
he opened his arm to her.

She put her head on his chest as she draped
her arm over his waist. Delicately, he caressed her back with the
tips of his fingers, tracing the outline of her shoulder blade.

Even with her fear, Matt felt like home to
her.

“
You know, I just feel
like I have to say this,” he started.

She looked up at him apprehensively.

“
What? What’s
wrong?”

With sincerity, he gazed into her eyes.

“
That was indescribable.
You are the most gorgeous woman I have ever met. Everything about
you; everything about this, is just perfect. I don’t think you
realize how brilliant you are and how stunning you are, Robin. I
know I’m the luckiest man alive. I feel like you are made just for
me.” He laughed. “That sounds corny huh?”

She blushed and grinned. “I like corny.”

“
I’m serious though. You
are like no one I’ve ever met, sweetheart. You amaze me… every
day.”

“
You’re pretty amazing
too, Matt.”

All through the night, they made love, but
at 4 a.m., hunger would not be ignored. They scavenged the kitchen
for food.

Robin found red grapes and poured a glass of
wine. She sat at the kitchen table wearing a graphic t-shirt Matt
left at the apartment a few weeks ago.

A bowl of cereal and a bottle of beer
satisfied Matt as he sat at the table wearing boxer shorts.

Robin watched him put a spoon full of cereal
in his mouth and then chase it with beer.

“
And that tastes good
together?” Robin asked.

“
Well, it doesn’t taste as
good as you, you can be sure of that.” He said with a
smile.

Blushing again, she continued picking at the
grapes.

“
I just want you to know,”
he continued, “this is the best date I have ever been
on.”

“
I don’t know,” she
disagreed. “I’ve enjoyed myself every time we’ve been out
together.”

He smiled as she touched his face.

“
Matt,” she started, “Tell
me what you see when you look at me. You are always telling me that
I don’t see myself the way you see me. And I noticed how intensely
you look at me when we’re intimate. I’ve never experienced that
before. So, tell me what you see.”

“
Well,” he answered
putting his hand on her upper thigh, “I see passion and kindness
and goodness. Really, Robin, it’s like you have been a part of me
all along.” He paused. “Sounds like a line doesn’t it?”

“
No. I think it’s
endearing.” She paused for a second and then met his stare. “Do you
believe in destiny Matt?”

“
I didn’t until I met you.
Don’t get me wrong, hell yeah, I’m afraid. But this, you and me,
I’ve never experienced anything like this before.”

“
Well, it’s good to know
that we’re on the same page.”

“
Oh yeah, baby. I’m right
there with ya.”

After an exhilarating night, Matt stayed
with Robin all weekend. Luckily, he always kept extra clothing at
Robin’s. She enjoyed every moment with him and especially enjoyed
making love to him each time the opportunity presented itself.

By the time he left Sunday morning, Robin
was exhausted. Still, it was hard to let him go. The weekend
reminded her of a dream; a fairy tale actually.

When he left, Robin found herself pondering.
She had always believed strongly in soul connections and she truly
felt Matt’s soul connected to hers. He unlocked a part of her that
she believed died. She admitted to herself she had fallen deeply in
love with Matt and realized resisting it was useless.

****

A week passed. Matt invited Robin to his
apartment. When she arrived, she calmly walked to the door and
knocked. She heard commotion inside and a little girl squealing.
Quickly the door opened and she saw Matt with a beautiful little
girl with curly blonde pig tails perched on his back.

“
Hey,” Matt said
breathlessly. “Wanna play?”

She smiled.

“
Matt, you should have
told me you had your daughter this weekend.”

“
Oh shut up and get in
here,” he said playfully.

She opened the screen door and watched him
run down the hallway as the little girl screeched loudly. He let
her down at the end of the hall and she ran toward Robin.

“
I’m Olivia,” she said
sweetly as she put out her hand to shake.

“
I’m Robin,” she said as
she knelt and shook her hand. “It’s very nice to meet you
Olivia.”

“
My daddy calls me
Olly.”

“
Oh, okay.
Olly.”

“
My daddy said you were
pretty,” she said with a wide smile.

“
That’s sweet. Well, your
daddy is pretty handsome, too.”

“
I know. My mommy said
that all the nurses think he’s hot,” she blurted out.

“
Oh, I see,” she
acknowledged with a smirk.

Robin saw Matt grin as he walked into the
living room. He wore a pair of army green cargo shorts and a tan
scoop neck t-shirt. His feet were bare.

Their eyes met.

“
You thirsty?” he
asked.

“
Oh no, I’m fine,” she
replied.

“
You’re looking casually
fine tonight Miss Hillard. Do you have a boyfriend?” Robin wore a
pair of white Capri style sweats, a red tank top, sneakers, and her
hair pulled up in messy bun.