Lust & Desire.

Chapter Twelve

"To you" She whispered as he arched his one eyebrow, "Me? Why?" He asked. She shivered and felt her feet almost move up and down for any kind of distraction. "I saw your hand was bleeding so I-" He looked at his hand and looked at her.

"Is that was the box is for" She nodded. He smirked, his hand coming towards her face and softly brush his finger against her cheek.

"You didn't have to, It was just a scratch, It stopped bleeding a minute ago," He said, She only nodded staring at his hand and walking toward her table and setting the box, Grabbing one bandage and turning around to see him laying on her bed staring at her.

Although it was cold at night, she wore small shorts. With a baggy shirt. But the fact that her legs would touch his every time he came to sleep beside her at night made her crazy.

He stared at her, his intense gaze making her nervous as she grabbed his hand and put the bandage over the cut skin.

"Thank you," He said. She nodded looking at his hand when suddenly he grabbed her face and laid his lips on hers. She felt his teeth softly bite her lower lip as she moaned softly and pulled away touching her lip and look down shy.

"Take that off" He ordered grabbing her baggy shirt. His voice had changed from sweet to demanding. "Uh-I- " He stared at her as she tried to speak.

"Whose shirt is this?" He asked as she sat with her hands between her legs. She suddenly felt him fist the end of her shirt in his fingers. She could only imagine how different he would be in an angry state. Because he didn't even sound angry, But she could feel it just by his eyes.

"Oh-No one. I brought it because it looked big a cozy" She explains making him sigh and grab the ends pulling it over her head within seconds taking her by complete surprise. He didn't realize she wore nothing under as she grabbed her sheets and covered herself. Blushing in embarrassment.

Her cheeks are like red tomatoes by now. He stared into her shy face softly pulling her over his lap in one swift motion. A little squeak leaving her mouth at the sudden act. He didn't realize how addicting those sounds were, She somehow made those startling sounds fun to hear, he wondered how she made it sound so sexy. He knew she didn't do it purpose, He knew how different it was all to her just by observing her for all those last weeks. 

"T-Theo" She whispered, her body almost melting at the sudden contact she had of her chest over his torso. Even while sitting over his lap, he managed to somehow tower over her head. 

His eyes glanced at her pretty ginger hair and caught a whiff of a vanilla-like scent. She felt his lip press against her head as she started getting comfortable. He hardly spoke, but she was never uncomfortable with the silence. She was nervous because of him. Not because of his silence. 

"Is that the scent from your shampoo?" She looked up. For him, she looked extremely hot, She was sitting over his lap. Her sheets covering only her chest and stomach as he held those sheets on her back by his one hand. Her legs were between his. Exposed and ready for him to touch. 

"Uh-Oh, yes it does" He nodded leaned back pulling her with him. 

"I never thought I would get angry over watching my brother kiss you" 

She frowned confused when his lips kissed her softly. His lips were soft, very soft, she let her hand rest upon his chest as he continued kissing her deeply. She felt his fingers hook at her shorts and slowly pulling them down. 

The sudden feeling of something like an electric shock hit her when the hot wet tongue touched her right behind her ear, She moaned unable to control herself from doing so. 

"Stand up" He ordered. Her body moving as he told her to do so. She slides herself off standing up as he sat up pulling her to stand between his legs. She was blushing, her hair covering most of her chest, but she still held her small hands against her chest in a nervous daze.

His hands slowly took hers, pulling them down, she dare not look into those dark black eyes. They were always intense, something hidden inside. His gaze was the type to kill people with a look. 

Quite literally. 

She stood, with her eyes over his legs, breathing heavy and her body trembling in those little shocks insides that seemed to emerge every time he touched her. 

His lips touched her stomach as she gasps softly at such a breathtaking feeling. 

Her hands didn't stop themselves from touching his dense hair. It was soft. Softer than anything, He suddenly groaned causing her to take her hands off him in fear. But he caught them. 

" I never asked for you to stop doing that?" 

Doing that? Doing what? What did she do? Touch his hair? Did -did he like her touching him? 

She was caught in thoughts when he took his time kissing her over her stomach and softly pulling her shorts down. His eyes lingering over her bare skin as she tried her best at hiding herself. But in vain

"Will you let me look at you Rose?" He whispered kissing her chest as she softly moaned. 

"Hm?" He hummed, his rough hands feeling her skin over her back. Moving down and down slowly as he continued kissing her. She couldn't stand any longer. She was numb. She felt wet between her legs, trying her best to not let that show. Her lower lip was under her teeth as she felt his hand over her butt. 

"Do you like me kissing you?" He asked. That wasn't a question she could pause and answer. It was a demanding question. He demanded an answer the moment he asked her. She knew it from his tone. Softly nodding at him making him stand up and pick her up. 

He laid her back in bed kissing her ear as she pushed her hand over his huge arms. Her hands were very small compared to his biceps. As he took his fill, kissing and tasting her. The feeling between her legs grew more and more. At a point, she pressed them together only to be pushed apart and have him press himself over her. 

"You are very wet Rosa" 

She whined trying to cover her very wet cherry when he pushed her hands, pinning them right near her hips. 

"No-Don't look, I-I-" The sudden glint in his eyes causes her to stop her words. 

"Shh, Quite", "NO! T-Theo, I-" 

She gasped feeling his tongue press over her soft lips, Her eyes shut close at the ecstatic feeling, her legs wanting to close but he held them apart. 

I want more, I don't want this to stop...

This was different than when Alex did it, It was always different. The kisses, the hugs, when she felt their arms around her, They were all different. 

Alex was rough, But Theo, he was the kind to be rough without showing it. She felt spoiled for liking it all. But she was selfish too, she never stopped loving it. 

She fell deeper into the puddle of pleasure as he tasted her with no way out. He never let her push him away, As she finally bites her finger stopping herself from moaning out loud at the sudden feeling of a release.

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