Last Chance

Chapter No 9

He slept beside me.  Not that I had problem with him but I just couldn't bring myself to believe we were married and I lived in a boys house who had fucked girls more than his age.
In the morning I woke up with his muscular arms around me. His head laid on my pillow, his breath hit my nape. I tried to slip out of his hold but he came around closer.
"Don't go. " he said.
" I am not one of your sluts. "
" I never slept with anyone else after sex. And stop bringing up the topic. "
" oh really. "
" Yes. "he replied, annoyance in his voice.
I turned in his hold so I faced him.
" You don't have your shirt on. "
" I know. "
" So wear it. " I pushed him away and he came on top of me. His eyes sleigh,  hairs all messed up. In his rough voice he spoke. " you are so dead, flower. " his lips crashed on mine. So hungry kiss that I gasped for air after he broke. He came for second time.  His. Lips moved along mine.
I looped my arms around his,  his hard length against me as he kissed me harder. His teeth nudged my lower lip.
" Leon. "
" flower. " his lips puffy. " you are so good. "
" you were my first kiss. " that was the most embarrassing thing to tell him since I was eighteen and virgin. Even nerds would have lost their virginity till now.
Leon looked at me like he did not believe me how could he?
"Flower, you must not lie." And then he realized I was not joking.
"Has no boy ever come to you expressing his love. You are pretty and smart and cool."
"No body from the nerds ever dared obviously, but the volleyball captain had come to me several times, and then there was a guy named Diago he was kind of in love with me."
"I am jealous."
"Why?"
"Because I did not get to see you beforehand and all others get to hit on you."
"As if I let them."
A woman walked in without a knock and we were still in the same position that was not at all sober but who cared.
"I have told you a million times to knock before you walk in." Leon told the lady.
"I'm sorry, sir. I'll make sure I keep this in mind."
And she left without informing.
Leon pecked my lips before he got out of bed.
He came back with a tray in his hands. Pancakes with blueberries and maple syrup. Coffee loaded with cream.
He was shirtless and his sculptured body was just hard to resist and he probably caught me staring when he came down to me. Kneeled before me, his knees pressed in the mattress.
He licked his lips, his gaze on mine and my heartbeat picked up
I swallowed hard. Traces of my lipstick from the night still smughed on his lips. I looked into his grey orbs, and I saw desire.
He needed me. But didn't he need every other girl. It was not me who he spent his nights with. I hated that. I hated that I fell for him. But he would never know.
"May I come in sir." A man's voice interrupted our locked gaze and I was glad he looked away so I breathed out a long one.
He looked back at me and my stripes had fallen shoulder revealing most of my breasts.
"Why don't you call him in?" I asked.
"Not with you looking like this, flower."
I doubted that he would have rejected the meet if if had been with another girl.
"Come later." He demanded as he moved closer to me.
He threw me back against the mattress as his mouth came between my breasts. A rough sound left me, and I felt him smile against me.
"Leon." Hot liquid filled me, my adrenalin picked up. My nails dug in to his shirtless back.
His lips came on mine, hard. His tongue invading my mouth. I gripped his hair, his hand on my hip and the other held my neck. His hard legth pressed against me as I lost myself in to him.
He stopped, gracefully leaving the position and left me wanting more. Little did I know he had other plans. Leon came back with Berry between his lips as the drop of the fruits juice landed in my mouth while I breathed for air.
"Lion." I called his name in a mere whisper.
"I wish I had tasted no mouth before." he came closer.
"Huh."
The flavour tasted in my mouth as he kissed me hard. His hand came from under my dress.
"Touch me." I bet he wanted to hear that.
"I wish I could." And with that he rose up from on top of me.