Guns and Roses

Chapter 50 - Hot Mess

Dana's pov -

His lips sucked on my Crystal skin ever so gently. His left hand was placed firmly on my hip while the other was placed on my lower back.

I unknowingly had my head slightly tilted back. Another soft gasp escaped my lips when he pushed me tugged me closer to his body, we were touching.

I'm not in my right senses, that's what it feels like. I didn't feel his lips on that spot anymore so I expected him to go but instead his lips were placed on the other side of my neck.

I've lost it

Completely

"G-grey.." I moaned out breathily. It was so unfamiliar to me that I wasn't sure if it was my voice. He definitely doesn't hate me that's for sure.

A high pitch moan released when he picked me up and my legs were wrapped around his waist while my arms were wrapping around his neck.

I'm nuts.

I placed my hands on his chest. I can feel my lower region feel like water. But very needy water.

If I pee on him— it's his fault not mine.

His lips let go of my skin and now we're both somewhat panting. I close my mouth and a whine accidentally released as a sound. 

"The amount of times I had to stop myself.." his eyes were locked into mine with a hint of—- pleasure?

He had to stop himself?? From me?? He's kidding right?

I knitted my eyebrows in confusion at his words. "Why.." I said breathily. I'm not sure what I mean by, 'why' but I'm curious into knowing what he really feels about me.

It's not hate. Nor friendship. I've never had a true friendship but I know we'll enough that they don't do this for sure.

This isn't friends with benefits— is it?

I hope not.

His eyes intensely stared at me, he's admiring me in a softly manner which is catching me by slight surprise. His hand softly lifts up and tucks a hair strand inside my scarf very gently.

His thumb softly caressed my cheek. "I can't tell you." He whispered softly but his voice did come out deeper than usual.

"I can take it." I giggle and dragged my fingers through his hair. I played with his curls gently.

I gasped when he placed me on cold metal, i didn't even know he was walking. I looked down and see I'm ontop of the truck of his car. I held in his shirt tightly.

I stared back at him and he was already looking at me. He nibbled on his lips concentrated, what's he thinking about?

"I want to know Grey." I didn't want it to come out whiny so I said it sternly..somewhat.

"So tell me now.." I finished off and he stared at me with full confidence. I nervously held on his shirt, I played with it in my palms. I feel like I'm going to explode.

Like now.

"I fucking like you."

The whole world felt like it stopped moving, I felt like fireworks were exploding in my stomach left and right. The feeling is absolutely exotic. It's ethereal. This is unreal.

I had to bring my hand down to my thigh and pinch myself just in case I wasn't dreaming again. The words that left his south made me feel— just feel!

His words ran around my brain like crazy. My body feels different for some odd reason. I've never ever experienced this and it's absolutely insane.

Did mama ever experience this with papa? I bet not..papa never ever did anything nice to mama but maybe in private??