My eyes flutter opened. I blinked a few times to adjust my pupils to the light until my eyes met his. He smiled at me softly, my lips instantly curved up.
Cruz had an effect on me, the kind that I did not know. He affected me in ways I could not imagine and made my inside all warm and fuzzy. I never thought I would say those words and I together in the same sentence, yet somehow, he made me little girl Veronica. The girl who lost herself when she had to grow up.
"Good morning, love," Cruz whispered, tracing my skin with his fingertips. I savored the moment. It felt good.
"Morning," I mumbled tiredness in my voice.
"How are you feeling?" He asked concerned evident in his voice.
"Great," I smiled. He seemed hesitant but as soon as he saw me smile. He smiled softly. Still tracing my skin, he watched me. I frowned at him.
"I can't keep my eyes off you," Cruz mumbled looking directly in my eyes. My cheeks flushed in heat as I tried to look anywhere but him, biting my lower lips.
I felt his fingers lift my chin up, my eyes locked with his. I breathed in deep. Cruz released my lips from my teeth.
"You are so beautiful, love, don't tear your gaze away from me." Cruz said softly. He traced my flushed skin. I watched his brown eyes. How did I manage to find calm in this chaos I called my life.
"Yes," I mumbled.
A knock on the door broke off our trance. Cruz got up from the bed, saying a small thank you, he grabbed the tray of food and closed the door.
Cruz walked to me and sat on the bed, the smell of good food filled my nostrils making me hungry. I sat on the mattress and cross my legs. Cruz brought his shirt, I lifted my hands and dressed me.
I smiled, I loved wearing his shirt, it was the most comfortable piece of clothing. Everything morning or night I always ended up wearing his shirt.
He pulled me in his lap. I giggled. Cruz cut the pancakes and fed me sometimes taking a bite himself. I exploded with happiness. I did not know that being fed by someone could be so intimate, Cruz made it seem so casual, like a second nature. I almost teared up.
I took a sip of tea savoring the taste. Once I was done with it, I licked my lips. Cruz took it from me and placed his mouth exactly in the same spot where I had drunk from. I heard my heart beat faster and exploded with unknown emotions.
I have never experienced that kind of warmth before. His actions might have been the simplest things and might not have thought about it, but for some reason I believed he had been waiting for this. To treat someone good.
Shaking away my thoughts, I opened my mouth as Cruz fed me more pancakes, I chewed on my food until I found him looking at me.
"What is it?" I asked furrowing my eyebrows.
Cruz touched my face, wiping the spill from my mouth. He brought the delicious liquid to his lips sucking it. My breath got deeper. "You had a little honey on your lips," He broke me out of my trance.
I cleared my throat, taking a bite off the strawberries. I could see him smirking from the corner of my eyes. Even after all this time his mouth has been on me. I could never get enough to it. He was slowly becoming my drug.
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Trained For Sins (on hold)
RomanceShe caressed my cheeks, lightly brushing her fingers, careful as if I was some porcelain. "You're making me feel things I'm not supposed to feel." She stopped before continuing; "it's going to be hard to leave." I felt a kissed place on my lips...