Meori Apeuda

Chapter 34

For minutes the only sounds were our harsh breathing, the frantic pounding of my heart in my ears and the last chords of ‘Tenerife Sea’. Chan lay atop of me and I quite enjoyed the feeling of his body on mine. When he started to move, I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him back down.

“Just one more minute…please…” I whispered and he obliged, burying his face between my neck and my shoulder.

I felt him placing small kisses along my collarbone and the side of my neck. My heartbeat slowed down, but I still wasn’t ready to let him go. To face whatever faced me as soon as he left. And he would leave. I ignored the little voice in the back of my head, trying to remind me what he said before. 

He was a freaking star. If he snapped his fingers, every girl in hearing distance would come running. I couldn’t blame them. He was gorgeous. Not only on the outside. Chan had one of the purest souls and kindest hearts  I ever met. 

Then a worrying thought filled my head: That’s why he maybe wouldn’t leave after all. That’s why he would stay by my side if he’d knew, what was going on.

And if he got hurt, because of me, I would never be able to forgive myself…

He lifted his head and scanned my face. “You ok?” he whispered. I nodded, closing my eyes again. Suddenly I felt him placing kisses on my forehead, my temple, my eyelids, my nose, finally arriving at my lips, kissing me ever so softly. I couldn’t help it and shared his kiss, feeling tears welling up inside of me. 

No! I wouldn’t cry! Just now I got more than I could have ever asked for, much more than somebody like me deserved. I promised myself to gather this memory, to lock it deep inside my heart and treasure it, to look at it and the happiness it meant when times would get rough. 

“No, you’re not…” he murmured between two kisses. I opened my eyes and met his beautiful brown eyes. In the little bit of light that filled the bedroom they looked like molten chocolate. I turned my head to the side and gulped. “I…no, I…no idea what you mean…” God, I had always been an awful liar…

Chan lifted himself up, slipped out of me and I groaned involuntarily at the sudden emptiness. He kissed my temple and whispered: “Don’t you move an inch, got it?”

He sprinted for the bathroom and I rolled to my side, pulling up my knees and just laid there in a foetal position, shivering, because the air in the room suddenly felt much too cold on my heated skin. 

Only mere seconds after he left, Chan was back, grabbing the comforter, throwing it over me and slipping beneath it, his chest touching my back. He wound his arm around my waist and pulled me towards him.

Huh? What the hell was he doing? Nobody ever laid beside me after we had Sex. I learned that men weren’t interested in me, they were interested in what they could do with my body, nothing more.

“Shh…Relax, Darling, it’s just me…” Chan's soft whisper reached my ear and I became aware that my whole body had tensed up as I felt him behind me. 

I willingly tried to relax each muscle, trying to regain that state of blissful relaxation I had felt only minutes before, after my climax. His hand stroked from my waist down to my hip and back up again, while he placed small kisses on my shoulder. Ever so slowly my muscles relaxed, I closed my eyes and felt myself sink back against his warm body.

He carefully shoved his arm under my head, providing a kind of human cushion and I smirked. “So, you’re not only a talented musician, dancer and lover, but also a pillow, Christopher?” I murmured. I had the absurd feeling that if I talked too loud I would burst the invisible bubble around us and this daydream of mine would come to an end.