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Don't Let Go: Chapter Three

Don't Let Go





Chapter Three



During the long drive, I couldn't look Mitch in the eye, my earlier embarrassment I've made out of myself still planted in my mind and in Mitch's as well. I turned my head slightly and saw that Mitch was already staring at me. I shifted in my seat and looked at the front, my face burning. Justin was driving and Sammi was in the passenger seat laughing at something Justin had said.

I bowed my head slightly and reaching in my jeans pocket and grabbed a cigarette. I sticked it in my mouth hastily and reeled my window down so it wouldn't stink out the car. "Want one?" I asked, glancing at Mitch to find him still staring at me. He shook his head; I shrugged and lit it up taking a long drag.

"Where we going?" I asked Justin tapping him on the shoulder, not really caring that I interrupted their conversation.

Justin glanced at me before turning his gaze on the road. After a while I thought he wasn't going to answer so I took another puff of my cigarette to pass the time. "Ohio. It shouldn't be too long before we get there. About ten or twenty minutes," I nodded once to show that I'd heard him and flicked my ciggie on the road.

I jumped slightly as I felt a hand intertwine with mine, realizing it was just Mitch I relaxed and allowed myself to bask in the moment. I smiled at looked at him through my eyelashes as he grinned at me.



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We had booked into a small motel just at the heart of the large city. We were currently hauling our bags up the stairs to our suites. I felt someone nudge me on my side. It was Sammi, I rolled my eyes when I had a caught her staring at Justin's ass. I've never seen her act this way with any guy before, it was strange to witness I'm starting to question of this was just a summer fling or something more.

"Is it alright if I share a room with Justin?" she asked timidly, not quite meeting my eyes while carrying her large backpack and sleeping bag in hand.

"Of course." I said not really understanding why she was asking me.

She looked at me surprised. "So you don't mind spending the night with Mitch?" she squeaked out, ducking her head slightly when Justin turned to her direction.

I sighed now realizing what this situation meant for me, but nodded my head after seeing the hopeful look in her eyes at the thought of spending it with her lover. I shook my head while breathing at laugh as she squealed and hugged me tightly.

"Thank you, you're the best," she said, making her way to Justin to what I'm assuming is to tell him the news about the sleeping arrangements. I cannot believe that I had just agreed to sleeping in the same room as Mitch. My mind keep telling me that this was a bad idea but I've never listened before so why start now?

I sashayed my way to my new room, keys in hand not bothering to check if Mitch was behind me. I stared at the battered door, the colour of a pale pink that clashed with the brown carpet and green walls. The sign at the top of the door read '267' in metal letters. I heaved the door open and looked around the room, it seemed decent enough. There was a double bed in the middle of the room with wooden drawers on each side. I walked to the door that was on the other side of the room to find a small bathroom with an off-white sink and toilet and a large see through shower in the corner.

I turned around when I heard the door close, I breathed a sigh of relieve when I found it was only Mitch. "Hey," he said sliding off his leather jacket giving me a clear view of his toned arms.

"Hey, I'm just going to take a quick shower." I said softly and walked over to my backpack that I had left next to the door. I pulled out a large grey hoodie and pink boxers; I looked at him and waited until he was turned to pull out my panties and bra. I quickly went to the bathroom and locked the door behind me.

I stripped and turned the shower tap until it was warm before I stepped in, scrubbing my body with the vanilla scented soap and my hair with strawberry scented shampoo. I let out a frustrated groan when I realized there wasn't any conditioner. I shook my head and turned the tap off and grabbed on off the towels of the cupboard next to the sink.

I slid into my clothes and looked at myself in the mirror my sandy coloured hair was still damp, I looked at myself with bright emerald eyes and a pale complexion. I was pretty, I have been told before plenty of times. I'm not vain but I'm not modest either I told it how it is. I was short, merely 4"11 and had d cups and a nice bum; I thank my South American heritage for my assets that didn't go unnoticed in the male population that I've come across.

I walked out of the bathroom to clash with a solid chest I looked up to be met with dark brown eyes. He hesitated before grabbing me by the hip; I bit my lip wondering what he was going to do. His eyes down casted instantly to my lips and his eyes looked lustfully from my pink lips to my eyes.

Whatever he saw in my eyes made him come to a decision. A decision that would change my life forever even if I hadn't realized it yet. He kissed my lips softly and then again. He kissed me as if I was going to break; he was teasing me without even knowing it. I snaked my hand to the nape of his neck before biting his lip, he groaned lowly, not expecting me to take matters in my own hands.

He laughed against my mouth as I wrapped my arms around his neck, gently tugging on his hair, eager to get as close as possible. He held on to my hips tightly and slipped his tongue into my mouth. He tasted of peppermint and spice, it was nice.

I grinded myself against his crotch when he starting slowing his pace during the kiss. I smiled with he let out a throaty moan. I did it again only harder wanting to hear the noise again. I felt the obvious bulge against my core before I saw it.

"Rose if you don't stop, I'm going to do something that we'd regret in the morning," he said pulling away to look at me lustfully. I shivered at his words but decided it would be best not to push it too far. I knew I wasn't ready for sex. But I did want to do it, preferably with him.

I quickly unwrapped my arms around his neck and stepped back trying to put a little space between us after our steamy make out session.

Mitch pulled me back to him and softly placed his forehead against mine and looked at me with hooded eyes. "What are you doing to me, Rose?" He said softly before walking in the bathroom, clothes in hands.

I scrunched my nose wondering what he meant. What did he mean? I shook my head not dwelling on the thought anymore. I crawled into bed, the sheets and quilt of the bed were quite bare, matching the colour of the walls and carpet of a green and brown. I rolled on my side and let sleep overtake, replaying the sensual kiss I just had in my head as a makeshift lullaby to lull me to sleep.

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A/N: Ughh what do you think? I got the whole story planned out so it shouldn't be long to my next update :D

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