Demi

That night when I got home, Wilmer was already in my driveway waiting in his car.

"Hey beautiful." He greeted me, once I pulled in, and hugged me tightly.

"Hi." I smiled and stood up on my toes to kiss him, then quickly kissed him again before dropping back down.

"Why are you so smiley?" He asked, raising one eyebrow down at me. "How was work?"

"Work was insane." I bit my lip and couldn't help but smile again. "But I guess that's kind of a given."

Wilmer snorted and threw his arm around my shoulder. "That's not funny."

I laughed and leaned into his side. "So I got promoted today."

"Really?" His eyes lit up. "To what? That's great!"

I unlocked the door and shrugged, like it was not big deal. "Chief Psychiatrist."

"Wait." He caught my arm and turned so I looked at him. "Like, head of the treatment center?"

I giggled and nodded, leaning against the door. "Exactly like head of the treatment center."

Wilmer hugged me tightly and spun me around, my feet lifting off the floor. "That's amazing! I'm so proud of you love."

I grinned and hugged him back. "Neil Walker, the chairman of the board just walked into my office and handed me Connors' job!"

He furrowed his brow for a moment. "What happened to Connors?"

I sighed and opened the door, stepping inside before I turned to look at him. This was the part of my day I was not looking forward to telling Wilmer about. I didn't want him to get angry with me about the incident with Connors, even though it wasn't my fault. When I saw him looking at me expectantly, I grimaced.

"You're uhm... you're not gonna like that part." I took a deep breath. "The entire board walked in on him kissing me."

Wilmer's expression dropped instantly. "What?"

I shook my head and stepped forward, grabbing his hand. "He's always had this weird fascination with me, ever since I started working there. I went into his office to discuss a patient of mine, he backed me into a corner and forced himself on me. I tried to push him off but he wad too heavy. Then they walked in and he tried to say it was consensual, but they knew it wasn't." I said this all in one breath, rushing through my words before peeking up to check his facial expression.

Wilmer wrapped his arms around me before I was even done though, holding me tightly against his body. "Are you okay? Jesus Christ, Demi."

I hugged him back, nuzzling my face into the dip in his chest. "I'm a little shaken up, but I'll be okay."

He kissed my forehead and pulled back to look at me with a worried expression. "Do you want to talk about it?"

I leaned up to kiss him lightly. "Not yet, but soon I might." He raised one eyebrow curiously, but I shook my head. "Just another skeleton in the closet."

Wilmer nodded. "I get it, don't worry about it."

I smiled and took both his hands, leading him backwards into the house. He kicked the door shut behind him and instantly pulled me closer, reaching for my waist. I pulled his head down and crashed my lips against his, smiling slightly as he kissed back with the same hunger. Wilmer began walking forward, and when my legs hit the count I fell back against the cushions, pulling him on top of me quickly. We made out for a few minutes, and I could feel him beginning to harden against my leg. Teasingly, I rolled my hips and he groaned loudly, letting his head fall into the crook of my neck, kissing my shoulder.

"You need to stop doing that." He growled, his voice husky.

"Sorry." I giggled. "Why'd you stop?"

Wilmer lifted his head to look at me." You said you didn't want to go fast."

I smiled and traced his eyebrow with the tip of my finger. "We're just kissing."

He shook his head. "We were definitely not just kissing, Dems."

I blushed and shrugged. "I'm fine with what we're doing... I wanted to take it slow at first because I wasn't sure..."

"Wasn't sure of what?" He questioned, when I didn't continue.

"I was worried we wouldn't have the physical connection. I mean, you've extremely attractive to me, but I don't know how I am to you. It does back to my dark days. Greg was always telling me he's the only one who found me beautiful, or sexy. He always brought it up when he fought, that I wasn't good at sex, and he was only with me out of pity."

Wilmer shook his head, his hand coming up to cradle my cheek. "Greg, is an idiot, and very wrong. You are absolutely gorgeous Demi. Everything about you makes me want you." I blushed and he smiled softly, his thumb stroking my cheek. "Can I tell you something?" I nodded and leaned down so his lips were brushing against my earlobe. "I love you."

I grinned and pulled his head up so I could kiss him. "I love you too." His lips crashed back against mine, pulling me up to my feet without breaking the kiss.

"Jump." He growled, pulling away for just half a second.

My legs came up around his waist and he caught my thighs. He walked up the stairs while I clung to him, giggling. He too, was laughing as he laid me on the bed, and climbed over me. "What's funny?"

I wrapped my arms around his neck and shrugged. "I'm just giddy. It feels good to finally say that someone again and whole-heartedly mean it."

Wilmer smiled and shook his head. "You're amazing."

Quickly, I leaned up and kissed him, rolling my hips against his. Wilmer cursed, and quickly pushed back with his own body. My hands moved to the hem of his shirt and I pulled it up a bit, pressing my palms flat against his sculpted abdomen. Wilmer yanked it up over his head, then tugged on mine, looking down into my eyes as I tensed.

"Don't be self-conscious." He whispered. "I love you. You're so beautiful."

I closed my eyes as he leaned down and began to kiss a line up my stomach, lifting my shirt up and he went further up. Finally, he got it over my head, and kissed back up the valley of my breasts and jawline, making his way to my ear.

"You're so beautiful." He whispered, his teeth lightly capturing my earlobe, raising goosebumps on my skin. "I'm so lucky." He looked down into my eyes and slowly shook his head. "I'm so god damn lucky."

I grabbed his face and kissed him hard, running my hands down his chest to his belt which was unbuckled in seconds. Next were his pants, and then I looked up at him, leaving his boxers on as I kissed him again. His hands reached around and unclasped my bra, letting it fall away. I could feel the nearly overwhelming urge to cover up, but I fought it and pushed those thoughts away, raising my hips as he pulled down my pants and underwear, tossing the fabric to the side. I put my trembling hands on Wilmer's waist, and pushed down his boxers, then held onto his sides again as he kicked them off. I felt his length in my hand and my breath hitched. He was big, much larger than Greg had been. I swallowed hard as it bumped against my thigh and Wilmer caught my look of apprehension.

"I... I know I'm kind of, uh, big..."

I cut him off by kissing him, letting go of any lingering feelings of anxiety as I took a slow deep breath through my nose. "Keep going."

He smiled and stroked my cheek. "I love you."

"I love you too."

And just like that, with the slow burning embers of passion in the orange glow of the setting sun, I let go of any hold my past had on me, and gave myself completely to my future with Wilmer. Our bodies moved together in sync, and it felt like a part of my soul had been unlocked, like I could finally fully feel the love that I so desperately had for him, transmitting the same connection he had with me. I could see our future, and I couldn't wait for it to start.

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Sorry it took a long for me to post this! I have the entire book written out in a notebook and I lost the notebook for a little while, but I found it so get ready for a bunch of chapters!

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