Chapter 16

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Sorry for short and late update, it's been pretty busy over here but thankyou for reading my story if you still are after all this time. I hope you like the chapter and I'll try to update real soon, Love you all very, very much xx - Tay

I palm him through his boxers, his groans ringing out through the room. I smirk at his battling conscience, I feel he's fine with doing these types of things to me, but when it comes to him he's self conscious. It's sweet- almost sweet enough to make me want to stop torturing him, but not enough considering I'm loving the way he looks right now. Where did my good boy go?

I'm not used to this with him. It should be easy for me to do, but it just doesn't feel right. Especially after we're not precisely together. I stop
"Um... I'm gonna have a shower." I remember to bring in my clothes for the day in with me so I don't have to come out in a towl and embarrass myself further. As the scolding hot water cascades down my skin I can only hope that it burns the memory and embarrasment of the past few minutes ans wash it away down the drain. I can't believe I did that, and I can't believe I lost that touch where I know exactly what he's thinking and if he was fine with it. I mean it's not the first time We've done something like that- but it doesn't feel the same... what happened to us?

After my shower I get dressed in black skinnies and a black T-shirt with combat boots the colour black- everything to match the colour of my soul. What actually did happen to us? We lost the touch of eachother, we're foeign to eachother. So when I exit the bathroom to find Christian sitting on the bed, obviously just as confused as I am I walk to stand between his legs he sighs and takes my hands. Placing a kiss to the back of both of them- a gesture my Christian would normally do. I exhale

"That's more like us."  he smiles

"Yeah, this is how we should be working things out." I smirk

"I think you just have some pent up se-" he cuts me off

"I get it Ari, lets not go there." I smile, yeah. Best not. I admit

"I'll give 'us' a second chance if you will." He holds up his pinki finger

"I do. Promise." I link our little fingers

"Pomise."

aparently a pinki promise isnt enough to seal this so he kisses me for good measure- and it feels so much better, so much more like Christian. I missed it.

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