Assassin

Secret

My heart skipped a beat, and I almost screamed, but luckily I caught the person’s face in time. It was only John.
“You scared me!” I gasped, placing a hand on my chest, feeling my fast heartbeat.
“I’m sorry,” John placed his hands on each side of my waist and pulled me towards him, closing the gap between us and crushing our bodies together, “I just wanted to hug you!”
I threw my arms around him and hugged him to me. My head against his warm chest, listening to his heart. It calmed me down and made everything peaceful again.
“We will have to move to somewhere else,” John whispered in my ear, “In case someone comes out.”
So we released each other and linked hands. We started towards the forest and I had no idea where we were heading to; I just followed John’s lead.
We walked quietly beside each other under the round moon; moonlight escaped through the branches, pouring onto the forest ground. No word was spoken but I could feel chemistry between us, and I felt like an excited child. My heart kept fluttering around and I could feel that my cheeks were a bit warm. We were wrapped in a bubble of romance, and it was like once we were in this bubble, we could communicate silently.
At last we reached an opening, and I saw a tiny wooden house in the middle. I looked up at John with a slightly confused expression.
The house looked quite out of place – it looked like it was built very quickly, as it was not put together perfectly; it must be a temporary house.
John smiled slightly, “I built this this afternoon,”
My eyes widened, “You built this?”
He nodded, and I said, “Wow John, you’re so amazing; how did you manage to build a house in just a couple of hours?”
“I was thinking about you and how much better it would be if we had a place of shelter for meeting up,”
I stood on my tiptoe and kissed John’s cheek, “Thank you,”
We walked towards the house and John pushed open the door. Inside was a dim light burning and there was an old sofa, an old double bed, a small table and two chairs with a couple of wooden boxes lying around. It was really tiny but it would be comfortable enough.
We sat down on the edge of the bed and just stared into each other’s eyes. His green eyes now looked darker than ever, glistering under the dim light. It was like nothing in the world mattered anymore; all that mattered was John. John looked down at my lips, and leaned in slowly. I closed my eyes and seconds later I felt John’s soft lips on mine.
Our lips moved in sync, dancing around each other. John pulled me closer by the waist, forcing our lips to mold around each other. After a while it got more and more intense, and John lifted me up to make me sit on his lap.
John grabbed my shoulders and pushed his lips against mine with so much force that I thought they would stay together forever. He then grasped my collar which was hanging loosely around my shoulders, and pulled the dress down, revealing my almost-naked upper body. I got off his lap and half stood on the ground, our lips never detached for a moment, and I let my dress fall to the floor, pooling around my feet.
I got back onto John’s lap in my underwear, and John’s hands roamed around my body, feeling every inch of my body, like he was trying to remember my every curve and every single detail of my body. I locked my fingers in his soft blond hair, gently stroking and feeling his hair, and pulled on stands of his hair softly and playfully, making him groan.
Then I started to feel something hard underneath me. I chuckled into John’s mouth, and he moaned.
I slid my hands down John’s face, down his neck, slightly tickling him causing him to shiver with pleasure, and across his toned chest. I could feel it under the thin material of his shirt.
I slowly unbuttoned each button, and finally took the shirt off John, piling it up with my dress on the floor.
My cold fingers danced around his warm chest, and John kept squirming under my feather-light touch. I felt his toned stomach with my fingertips, and let them fell further down, stopping at his pants. I played with the edge of his trousers, and John hissed.
“Just take them off already; it’s getting too tight,” he whispered against my lips. I smiled against his and heaved myself from him a little to pull his trousers off.
John grabbed my waist and threw me onto the bed and hovered over me, our lips connected all the while.
He trailed his lips along my jaw and sucked on my neck, and planted small, wet kisses all over my body. I giggled as he was tickling me.
The remaining clothing on us disappeared and joined the pile of clothes on the floor soon after, and it was so far the best night of my life.

The next morning, I woke up and John was looking down at me, beaming.
“Good morning beautiful,” he kissed my lips, and we made out for a couple of minutes.
“Good morning handsome,” I whispered against his lips. John’s fingers were doodling on my bare back, and I realized we were naked on the bed.
I brushed away strands of hair that were falling into John’s eyes, and kissed his nose. Suddenly, a jolt of fright circulated through my body.
“Oh no, John,” I gasped, and John tightened his arms around me with a worried expression.
“What’s wrong, love? Are you hurt?” John asked anxiously.
I shook my head, “I should go home now,” I could not see the sky outside, and I had no idea what time it was.
I was about to sit up when John pressed me down again, “It’s still very early in the morning; you don’t have to go now,”
“What if they wake up before I get home?” I asked.
“I have already thought of an excuse for you;” John smiled at me, “You can stay longer in that way too.”

So John and I spent more time together, chatting and enjoying being in each other’s arms. At last it was time to go, and we put our clothes back on. John walked me to my house and kissed me goodbye at the backdoor.
“I think we can meet when everyone in your family is sleeping,” John said, “You can sneak out then.”
I nodded, and kissed him one more time before watching John disappeared through the forest. I turned around and took a deep breath before walking into the kitchen.
“Oh, Miss,” Maria was in the kitchen preparing breakfast for the whole family, “Why are you here?” she looked shocked to see me entering through the backdoor at this time.
“I have decided to have an early morning walk every morning,” I told her, “I have just finished my walk.”
“I see,” Maria said, understanding lit her face. John’s plan did work; everyone believed my words and hopefully every day everything would go as planned.
At night, when everyone was asleep, I changed into my dress again and sneaked downstairs and out of the house. John was in the shadows of the trees waiting for me, and we walked to the secret place of ours again. I had never felt this happy in my life before – falling asleep in the arms of my love every night, and waking up in the same pair of arms every morning.

Until one day, when I got home, I felt a bit sick. I ran into the toilet and threw up; I was not feeling right. Anna and Juliet were coming over today, so I thought I would ask them to go with me to see the doctor. Hopefully nothing serious was happening to me.