I didn't wake up until noon. I got out of bed with an eagerness. All I could think about was him. I realize quickly I'm in the same clothes from last night. I leave the room and try to find Alex so I could borrow some clothes. I remember her telling me her room was on the second floor to the left. I silently go up the stairs and to the left. I realize there are three doors.
I open one to see it's a bathroom. The next door I open leads to a dark room. The blinds shut tightly as to not allow any light in. Covers and blankets are strewn everywhere. I hold in a breath as I see a shirtless Enzo splayed out on the bed.
He's on his back with one arm hanging off the bed and the other one laying across his face. He's wearing a pair of gray basketball shorts. I have the urge to get closer to him while the other part of me is yelling at me to run.
I slip in the room and quietly shut the door. I tiptoe across the carpeted floor and stand next to the bed. I can hear his soft breaths and I watch the rise and fall of his chest. My eyes trail down his body. From his defined pecs down past his six pack. My eyes focus on a slight happy trail that disappears under his shorts. I try but fail to keep my eyes from going lower.
I blush hard as I stare at the outline of his lower region pressing against his shorts. I'm being such a creep right now, I should leave. But I can't. I feel the pull between us, all I want to do is get closer. To press my skin against his. I reach my hand out and gently run my hands across his chest. He shivers under my touch and shifts in his sleep. I'm surprised he didn't wake up.
My hand runs down lower caressing every cut line of his abs. I look up and gasp, startled when I see his deep brown eyes collide with mine. He was wide awake staring at me with a strong desire clouding his gaze. He gives me a wry smile.
"Enjoying yourself there?" He teases me.
"H-how long were you awake?" My face feels so hot from how hard I'm blushing right now.
"I heard someone coming up the stairs but didn't actually fully wake up until you opened my door and your scent wafted in the room." He admits, much to my embarrassment.
"So sorry I was being such a creep." I hide my face behind my hands. "I don't know what came over me."
"Hey, don't apologize. You can touch me all you want. I'm yours and you are mine." He grabs my hands pulling me toward him.
I kneel on the bed in front of him as he wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me even closer. I wrap my arms around his head gently as I play with his curls.
"I was looking for your sister's room. I need some clothes and to take a shower." He pulls back and stares at me.
"You can use my clothes and my shower." He effortlessly stands up with me in his arms and brings me over to his closet.
I slide down on my feet and watch as he grabs a pair of his basketball shorts and a plain t-shirt. He leads me to his conjoined bathroom and turns the shower on for me.
"You can use the body wash there and here's a washcloth for now. Let me know if you need anything else, I'll be laying in bed till you finish." He smiles at me and closes the door behind himself.
I eagerly take off my clothes and enjoy a nice relaxing shower. I wash my hair as well. When I get out I quickly dress and open the door. Enzo is sitting on the edge of the bed, his head snaps up when he hears me enter the room again.
"Do you mind waiting as I take a shower as well?" I nod agreeing and sit on his bed as he gathers clothes.
I hum as I hear the shower start again. I lay back in his bed and breathe in deeply. His scent fills my nose. I blush as I think of him in the shower, water running down his defined chest. I shake my head clear of my dirty thoughts and try to focus on something else.
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Inferno Hearts
FantasíaMy dad was never in my life and my mom died when I was 5 years old. I lived with a family friend who is an amazing woman. She taught me how the world is so much bigger than anyone could ever imagine. My eyes were opened up to a whole different world...