Stay

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The silence was heavy and awkward.

We both stood for a minute, him by the door and me in the middle of the room, gazing at each other. As if we were in a trance.

After about a minute, Auden cleared his voice.

"You can take my bed, I'll sleep here on the couch"

He gestured to his huge glossy black leather couch.

I walked up to it and ran a hand over the surface.

"The least I can do is sleep here, I will not take the bed." I insisted.

The silence between us grew heavy again.

I stared off at his window where the rain was splashing aggressively.

My tiny reflection in the rain-flecked window caught a movement behind me.

Soundlessly, I watched Auden walk over to the space behind me as to follow my straying eyes.

My body became very still as I felt his warm presence so very close to my naked back.

Slowly, he raised a hand to move my hair. I shuttered a breath.

My lungs felt heavy in my chest, and the way his fingers grazed my back had my heart
beating unbearably hard.

Through the thick silence felt his hand slide down towards the back of my dress
in silent permission.

I leaned into his touch

He began to undo the ties holding my bodice together while subtly grazing the tips of his fingers down the contours of my spine.

Everything in me was trying not to audibly moan. I was unsure of how much of this I was supposed to bear.

I was sure of my feelings at this point. I wanted him.

I needed him.

I craved him.

His hands worked slowly as he progressed lower and lower until he met my hips.

By now my breath was almost ragged.

I could feel my heart beating in my stomach every time he made contact with me.

Before he withdrew, his hands crept up and squeezed my waist.

I gasped loudly as he swung me around to face him.

His eyes were dark and hungry. I could see how his jaw ticked as I glared at his face.

My body betrayed me by moving impossibly closer to Auden until our chests were touching.

His hands, which were on my waist, moved up my shaking body until they reached my arms.

He very softly pulled at the small pieces of fabric connected to my bodice so that my dress would slide off smoothly.

My breaths increased as I stood there in front of him in only a pair of pink lace underwear Hamilton had made me wear.

His grip on me grew tighter as he forced his eyes not to wander from my face.

The harder he tried the more harmful his hands were.

I liked it too much.

His hands reached out towards me slowly like he knew if he moved too fast, I'd run. 

His strong hands tilted my chin up so that i stared right into the deep depths of his carnal eyes

By now both of us were on the verge of hyperventilation, gasping for any sort of sense.

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