Arabella

~ 9 ~

We finished working on the project like an hour ago. It didn't take us long at all honestly. Since then we've just been hanging out.

As I stood up from my position on the couch I couldn't stop it when I tripped on the blanket. It got thrown down earlier and now my foot was caught.

I let out a little shriek as I start to fall but I never hit the ground as two hands grab me at my waist. My whole body warms at the thought that his hands are on me. Then, there is only one thought in my mind, I want my hands on him.

I look up at him as he leans forward to hold me up. He's smiling a soft smile that has my heart thumping loudly.

"You are a seriously clumsy human" he says. I chuckles at him but I just want to touch him. Before I can stop myself I put my hands on his shoulders. He stops smiling as he looks at me. "Are you okay?" He asks.

"Yes." I whisper as I push him back. He doesn't argue as he leans back into the couch and his hands fall away from me. What he doesn't know is I'm about to touch him the way I want to. Slowly I move closers I put my leg up on the couch next to his and follow with my other.

Once I'm straddling his lap his hands shoot to my thighs. I settle myself in his lap and look into his eyes that show confusion.

"W-what? What a-are you doing?" He stutters. I don't reply as I lean in. My hands move from his shoulders as I very slowly rub them down his biceps. Once my skin meets his everything in my body lights on fire and I want more. So much more.

Slowly I run my hands over his entire bicep making him breath heavily. I wonder if he felt what I feel when our skin touches. I put more pressure into my fingers and I find the muscles flexing under my fingers. I look away from him and down to where my hands are.

"Fuck." Xander practically moans under his breath as his body shakes just slightly. I smile knowing he feels it too. My hands move down further and I feel his large forearms.

We sit like this for what feels like hours. I just rub his arms taking my time to see the tattoos there. Gosh he is hot. I move my hands to his shoulders again and I look into his eyes. They are darker than usual and it makes my tummy feel tight.

"Do you want me to stop?" I ask as I pull back slightly. I didn't even think to make sure it was okay with him. I mean it is his body I'm touching. His hands on my thighs tighten. And he pulls me down onto him more.

"No." Is all he says as he looks me in the eye. I bite my lip and nod. Moving my hands from his shoulder I move down onto his chest. His breath hitches and he moans.I spread my hand fully along his pecks and hate the dang shirt. My hands are still very warm from this but not like when it's on his skin. I run my hands further down and feel his abs through the shirt.

"Take it off" I whisper. I can't bring myself to talk louder so if he doesn't hear me then oh well. I look into his eyes and there is clear curiosity in them. I lean away slightly and he pulls his hands away. I guess he did hear me. He grabs the shirt and pulls it up very slowly. Too slowly. Once it's off he tosses it to the side.

"Arabella! I'm driving you to school today!" My dad calls as I sit up quickly. Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh! OH MY GOSH!

What even was that? I've never dreamed about someone like that before. Ever. Oh gosh and now there is a strong pull in my stomach that is making me uncomfortable. How did I have a sex dream!

Okay maybe it wasn't a sex dream exactly but I am very turned on. That's insane! Right?

Trying to ignore the feelings of the dream I get ready for school. I decided to just dress comfy today so I wore black leggings with a long shirt that covers my butt.