dancing on the edge | p.t.v {book 2}

Chapter Fifty-Three: From Sex God, To Puppy Dog

Chapter Fifty-Three: From Sex God, To Puppy Dog.

I woke the next morning to an empty bed. It surprised me a little, and I felt a jolt of fear. Did Vic come home last night? My body was rigid for a second, before I heard some noise coming from our small bathroom. I felt my entire body relax, but my heart was still beating a little unevenly. I sat up, stretching out all my limbs, feeling them crack in the right places. I let out a yawn, rubbing my eyes. I still felt incredibly tired and groggy, but I also felt like I couldn't fall back asleep. I pulled back the covers, the cold air biting at my bare legs. I got up, the wood floors chilling on my feet. I heard the bathroom door open, as I reached my hands above my head, getting the last few cricks out of my back, as Vic's walk out. I made a small whining sound as I stopped stretching, reaching up, and running my hands through my tangled hair. Vic had stopped halfway through walking, making me realise all he was wearing was a towel hanging loosely on his hips, and I smirk. But the look on his face confused me for a second, before I realised. I looked down to see I still had the gorgeous red lace lingerie on. I looked back at the frozen, mouth wide, staring Vic with a sheepish grin.

"I told you I had another surprise when you got home." I place my hands on my hips, smirking at him. I had completely rendered him speechless.

"Why did I just shower?" He muttered, mostly to himself. He's eyes raked up and down my body. I saw his jaw lock and tighten.

"Holy fuck, you're sexy." He growled, catching me off guard, and my slightly confident persona faltered. I tried to shake off the goosebumps on my skin.

"Great, they work. Shame, they were for last night. They're not really keeping me warm, I think I'm gonna hop in the shower and get ready to go to dancing." I said absentmindedly, attempting to casually walk past him. His hands shot out, grasping my waist, pulling me forcefully to his side.

"The only way they are coming off, is if I'm the one doing it." He rasped in my ear, earning another shudder. I turned my face, making it almost unbearable close to his, I fought all resistance to kiss him.

"They were really a one night thing. And it isn't your birthday anymore." I whispered, as his fingers dug deeper into my hips.

"Why are you teasing me?" He was pleading now, and I couldn't help but let out a giggle. Before turning so I was completely in front of him. I placed my hands around his neck, pressing my body to his. My eyes widened for a second, and I looked down, before looking up at Vic again.

"It appears they work really well." I teased him, his eyes were dark with lust, but he still had that normal glimmer of amusement in his eyes. I managed to spot the small blush on his cheeks.

"Why are you so mean?" He pouted adorably at me. One second he's a sex god, then he could put a whole pen full of puppies to shame. I ran my hands from his neck, over his still slightly damp chest. I sighed loudly, looking up at him with a tiny amused smile.

"I'm so lucky to have you. Urgh, fine. But not too loud, I don't think our neighbours would appreciate it much." I gave in. He gave me a triumphant grin.

"Now that I can't promise." As he spoke, his hands move from my hips, down to the top of the back of my thighs. He pulled them up suddenly, making me squeal, and quickly link my hands back around his neck, as he pulled my legs around his waist. I gave his shoulder blade a small whack, as his chest vibrated with a laugh against mine.

"A little warning next time please." I scolded him.

"But that doesn't make it fun." He countered me, walking back towards the spilt level, where are bed, well more of a mattress on a ground, was.