Stella. Pt 5

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I'm panicking. I feel like this is gonna be the end of me, the end of him, the end of us. I am so dead and I am sure of it. Regardless of who's on the other side of the door, I am getting caught right now. There is a panicked look on Rowan's face which tells me he is scared shitless.

I understand he is terrified because of the look he gives me. Obviously, if they know it's me in here they will leave... or at least I hope so. I don't know if he wants me to talk or if I should. God we were being so loud how did we expect not to get caught? As I'm stuck in thought just processing what we just did, I look up and he gives me a glance. Oh shoot. He wants me to say something. I probably look like an idiot right now. What could I say? Is there anything I can say? I hope my voice has calmed down a little bit.

"Bathroom is occupied." My heart panics. I hope that was the right thing to say. I really just want them to leave. I really want to get back to doing what I was doing cause it felt amazing. He's going to be the absolute end of me and I'm okay with that.

"Oh okay. Sorry honey." It was my dad. Shit. Well at least that's over with. I'm so glad he didn't think anything of it. I know I should stop but I can't help it. I can't get enough of him.

I just look at his lips for a second and admire them. I look up at his eyes and they're all I can focus on. The way he's looking at me with his eyes just bring me in. They make me want to explore everything there is about him. He grabs me by the back of my head and pulls me back into another kiss and I am breathless. I am obsessed with the way he kisses me. The way he touches me. The way his touch feels. I can never get enough of this. I figured there's no harm in going to a place more private for this. Right?

I figure we might just go up to my room. I whisper in his ear, "Let's go up to my room. I promise you it'll get better. Take the kitchen stairs, I'll go through the corridor."

I don't wanna hear him say no. I need him. I don't let him get a word in before I run out so he can follow my lead. As I'm walking through a couple people I can't imagine not being with him. His touch. His voice. The way he touches me so gently but with so much passion. He drives me crazy and I love every part of it. I turn for a split second and see him before I go into my room with my dress flowing right behind me.

I start undressing myself right outside the bathroom. The bathroom light is on but the room light is off. I know he can see my silhouette and I feel him looking at me as he locks the door. He steps closer and I feel myself get breathless again, I crave his touch. He gets closer slowly, and I know he's doing it on purpose. He puts his hands on my waist and slowly starts making his way down. I turn around and I look at him. I know the way I look at him flusters him. I know what my eyes do to him. And I love it. He slowly puts his hand against my cheek and slowly pulls me close to kiss me. He kisses me so gently, so soft, with so much love and passion. There is no feeling I love more than the way he feels to me.

"You are so beautiful." He whispers to me.

I look up at me and smile, "I love you." It feels right.

I begin to kiss him again as he slowly undresses himself. I can't wait any longer. I slowly start to guide him to a chair that was a couple steps away. I stop kissing him for a split second to slightly push him down. I sit on his lap and I just feel him as close as he can possibly be. He does the thing that drives me wild and grabs my hips and begins to rock me back and fourth. I feel right with him. I feel safe. He feels so good I want to be as gentle as him but I want him. I want all of him. All at once. He puts his hand on my thigh and starts to make his way up and fuck I want everything he can do to me. Anything and everything. He's teasing me and he has a slight grin on his face. I really want to stay as quiet as I possibly can but I give in. I'm by his ear moaning and I feel him moving around to adjust himself more. I want him to want me as bad.

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