"Let's Talk"

Day two of the week an already another blogfest. This will probably be my last for a while. I love them a little too much, and I am going to have to slow way down on blog time to concentrate on the finishing touches of my WiP. My aim is to get it out before the end of June.

So, the "Let's Talk" Blogfest is being hosted by Roni at Fiction Groupie. It's all about dialogue. (I heart dialogue.)

This scene is from Roulette, and I have choppped it for the purposes of this fest (sorry if it reads choppy!). Trying to keep it down to the dialogue. It's the middle of the night after Jake and Kasia's first time (Kasia's first time altogether), and this scene got the axe from the WiP, but I liked it too much not share somewhere.

Roulette


     I tried to pay attention to the planets and constellations as Jake pointed them out, but the gentle lapping of the ocean onto the shore, and the warmth of his body around mine, lulled me to the edge of sleep.
     "You okay?" He tucked a wisp of hair behind my ear.
     "Mmm." I snuggled deep, nose nuzzled into his neck. "Tell me about your first time."
     The vibrations of a silent chuckle echoed against my shoulder.
     "You're not every girl I've ever met." He let out a muffled snort. "Hell, you're not any girl I've ever met."
     I removed my nose from his warmth and tilted my head to look into his glittering baby-brown's.
     "Reason 9,034 that I love you," he said.
     "All this time and you've only gotten to 9,000?" I mimicked Klara's pout-lip move.
     This time he laughed out loud, prompting a bird from a nearby palm to flutter away.
     "No, that's just all I can put my finger on - so far."
     "Stop avoiding."
     "Right." His eyes grew dark, scanning the ocean for a long moment, before the fireworks returned to brighten them. "Believe it or not, it was more pathetic than ours." Even lying down he managed his half-shrug. "I promise, I usually have a little more, uh, staying power."
     "Considering how long you've been patiently waiting," I stretched up to kiss the tip of his now-pink nose, "three minutes was impressive."
     More vibrations pulsated my shoulder, then he rolled to his back, hands behind his head. I propped myself with an elbow, as I traced the faint trail of dark curls below his navel.
     "Let me guess…she was tall and blonde?"
     He offered the grin that made me want to smack him and ravage his body at the same time.
     "That easy, am I?"
     "Easy? You made me beg for months before you finally let me have my way with you."
     "Was I right, Kasz?" In one swift motion he rolled back to his side, palm smoothing over the curve of my waist before he firmed its grip and pulled me against him. His now blazing eyes locked into my soul.
     "Entirely." Powerless to look away, I bit hard onto the insides of my cheeks and tried to remember to breathe.
     His own breath warm on my face, he stared into my eyes, wordless, searching for signs I'd retreat inside myself at his serious turn. His soft kiss on my forehead sent chills through my body.
     "The act itself was always purely physical. After, I just felt…I don't know…" he trailed off, running a hand through his wild hair. "Empty."
     Not trusting my voice, I let my fingertips glide up his back, over his shoulder and neck until they reached his lips. My thumb outlined them, drawing a smile across as it moved.
     "Everything's so different with you." His voice was a whisper. "I found my forever."
     I wanted so badly to open my mouth and tell him I understood. But try as I might, the words refused to leave my lips. A gentle finger landed across them, instead.
     "It's enough to know you're trying to say it."
     "Will it hurt if we do it again, do you think?" I asked.
     "Probably. I can wait." The words were sure, but his hope, pressed solid between us, betrayed him.
     "I don't think I care." My hips tilted forward, inviting.
     "Jesus, Kasz." He moved down, our bodies melding into one. "I don't think I do either."
     I dug sharp fingernails into his shoulders. The air squeezed from my lungs as his weight pressed me into the blanket, molding my body into the still sun-warmed sand.
     "I'm sorry," he said.
     "Never be." My words came breathy and uneven; he deserved more of them. "You're mine, too."

***UPDATE***
Since there are SO many people signed up, I am going to start my reading rounds with everyone commenting on mine. I always make sure to read every entry to any blogfest I participate in, so then I will head to the list - but it will take a couple days to get to everyone! Wow, this was a popular one!