That was always how he communicated if he really needed to talk. He never pushed her to listen, knowing that she had a lot on her plate as it was with work and taking care of him. This small recognition showed he was wiser beyond his years and made Savannah think that she’d done something right. He was respectful and believed his problems shouldn't always be anyone else's unless they felt like they could handle it.
She smiled warmly putting down the fork to give him all her attention. "Sure, buddy. What's going on?"
"I'm scared."
Savannah's face fell and she felt her heart getting heavy. This simple statement was one of her worse nightmares. She’d never wanted Aiden to feel like she had. No matter the reason.
"What are you scared of?"
He inclined his head. "Of you getting hurt."
At first, it completely took her aback, and she tried to figure out what he meant. Because even if Aiden sometimes talked to her, he was very reserved as far as words were concerned. The first thought that crossed her mind was that one of their parents had come back and somehow approached him without her knowledge. However, Aiden didn't remember them all that well so he wouldn't keep that information. He didn't even know how they looked like so if a stranger came up to him, he would run away just as she’d taught him.
And then it hit her.
Elio.
"He's bad," he added.
Savannah didn't know whether to laugh or cry because Aiden was literally on the same page as her. She was terrified by the prospect of getting hurt by the man. Not really in a physical way because he’d never come across as violent to her outside of the bedroom. And even then he’d held back on pressuring her to have sex. She’d waited with that for some reason.
Her brother needed some kind of reassurance that his feelings were misplaced when it came to Elio Conte but she didn't want to lie. And denying would feel like doing so.
She pushed her chair, gesturing for the boy to come to her. As he reached her, she pulled him into her lap, hugging him tightly. A tear fell down her cheek.
"I'm trying to protect my heart. I really am," she said.
Aiden nodded. "I know. But is he?"
Was he? He said he wanted to be good to her and never push her further than she was ready to go. They never stated that they were officially in a relationship but their interactions felt like it. But if it came down to it, would he think of her and protect her heart from being shattered?
"As much as I would love to say that he is, I'm not sure it's his job to do so, buddy. I guess I need to do whatever feels good and pray that it will be enough."
There was a long silence after that. Aiden kept on looking at Savannah, clearly analyzing what she had said. Half of her decisions she couldn't really explain. Not when it came to Elio because everything concerning the man was raw and unexpected. So she gave him the next best thing - her hope that everything would turn out alright. That even if she wasn't sure what she was doing, it wouldn't bring disaster.
"Are you together?"
"I think so. We never really made it official."
Aiden smiled, curling into her chest and staying like that for a while. "I will protect your heart," he whispered.
"I know you will, buddy."
It didn't matter that he wouldn't be able to. What mattered was that he believed he could and taking that away from him would be the last thing Savannah could imagine doing. Her heart was out there already despite a constant fear of being rejected, yet Aiden always made her feel better just by being there for her. He was the reason her life had meaning and why she hadn’t turned out like their parents.
Whatever happened, she would be okay.
Chapter Thirty
More.
That simple word said in hushed whispers in-between kisses was enough to bring Elio to a state of euphoria. He’d be lying if he said he didn't long for it each time he came to Savannah's home. He wanted to fuck her brain out whenever her lips closed around his cock, or when she was laying with her back to him, pressed against his torso. However, he was perfectly fine with exploring her body through oral to help her gain more confidence. She had so much potential with the way she got turned on by sexual possibilities that Elio would have ruled out that they'd get any attention from her before.
She kept surprising him every step of the way.
Now as he was sure that Savannah was wet he intended to use it to his advantage to explore more of what she’d like, however, her pleading words stunned him and his mindset changed immediately.
He knew exactly what she meant.
Every kiss they shared had a raw intensity - breathing fast, heartbeat faster. Then before they knew how it happened they were completely naked and their skin was moving softly together, like the finest of silk. She still could feel his hand supporting her from below moving fast, their tongues entwined in a kiss.
She moved under him letting his tip slid against her opening. She watched him with a mix of fear and surprise that he was taking his time. Anticipation hung in the air. Elio had to remind himself that he couldn't just slam into her full-on as he’d usually do because it would hurt like a fucking bitch.
He stopped and kissed her from her breasts to her stomach, his hands light; then he was once again licking and using his fingers, watching her reaction, feeling how her legs moved, observing her body writhe.
"I'm going to make you beg," he murmured
