It had been around half an hour of me reading, when he came back and drank the wine in my glass in a single breath. And then he bent down and kissed me. Hard.
It was passionate. The wine added flavor to the heated kiss. His tongue explored my mouth while my fingers played with his hair. I pulled away first being out of breath. He then peaked my lips a few time.
He had me cornered. His hands were on the either side of the plush chair I was cuddled in. His face a mere inch apart. He snapped out of it and moved away but not too much.
I'm gonna take a shower. I thought to myself and went to the bathroom locking it.
I wrapped my arms around my stomach trying to process it.
Did he want to have sex with me? Was that why he kissed me with some kind of need?
Was it wrong for me not being ready for it? Was I denying him pleasure that he needed because I wasn't ready?
Will he go to someone else...
No stop. Stop just stop. You're freaking out and overthinking for no reason. It was just a kiss. He would never hurt me like that.
I quickly grabbed a pair of shorts and a very loose t shirt that probably belonged to him. I put them on and did my night skin care. I brushed my hair and put them in a loose ponytail with a satin scrunchie.
I walked out and saw that he had discarded his clothing and only had his boxers on. And the way he was leisurely lying on the bed made it clear that he planned on sleeping in just those.
When he saw me, he got into a sitting position and signed to come near him with his eyes and I followed. His face was almost face to face with my chest. He put his hands on my waist and let them slide to my hips and slowly to my thighs. The action made me feel weak on my legs and I grabbed his shoulders to steady myself. His eyes came to rest on mine.
In one swift movement he pulled my thighs towards him and i gasped loudly wrapping my arms around his neck to support myself. We were at eye level and my breathing had quickened. Our bodies were touching almost everywhere. I could feel him entirely and so could he.
His hand came up to my face and he pushed a few strands behind my ear before pulling my scrunchie and letting my hair flow.
"I like them better this way." He said lowly.
"Tell me, baby." He said. I gulped.
"Uhm.. what?" I asked looking confused.
"Why is it that you... run away every time I come close to you?" I stayed silent.
"What is it that makes you so nervous and scared of me?"
"I'm not scared of you. I've never done anything.. you know."
"I do know that. It is just as it should be. I can never tolerate it otherwise." He said the last sentence harshly but not intend to hurt me. He pulled me more closer to him.
"Baby, I don't want you to behave this way when i touch you. I want you to feel completely secure with me. Do you think I'll force you into sleeping with me? Tell me." I moved my head in a no.
"Words preziosa." He commanded.
"No. I do trust you." I said.
"I want you to enjoy it. As much as I do. I want you to feel the pleasure. I want you to stop thinking about everything when I touch you. You can do it for me right? If you ever feel uncomfortable you just have to tell me and I'll stop. You know it. Don't you baby?"
"I do." I said with a heavy voice.
My heart melted with how soft and gentle he was being with me. How he was assuring me and how cared he was making me feel. The way he called me baby stirred so many emotions in me.
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Loving Gabriel
Romance"I think I'm falling in love with you." BOOK 2 Sequel to "Is This Family?" She was like a moth and he was her flame. He was dangerous. He had the capability to burn her. Swallow her. But she just got more and more consumed by him. 4 years later, n...
