Meet Kristal Jane Anderson.
The girl that feels as though she was stripped from all the joys of life on one ungodly night. A night that changed her whole perspective on love forever, a night in which she stopped believing in it's existence, a night...
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Kristal Anderson
"What's on your mind, Darlin?" Aiden asked, he's gotten awfully good at sensing my emotions, reading my mind and my body language.
He was always encouraging me to say what's on my mind, never keep things bottled in and allow them to control me like I was so used to doing. Aiden had been able to break down my walls in ways that I never thought were possible, he was slowly turning me into an open person, a person capable of expressing their emotions without the fear of how they'll be perceived.
A whole month had past since I made the executive decision to stupidly push Aiden away, and he slithered back into my life and proved to me once again that pushing him away was not doing us any good. After he confirmed that those masked men were working for his father not mine, I realized how stupid I was for pushing him away without an explanation. And that realizing was accompanied by the fact that I wanted to be with him.
I wanted him close, needed him close and now I was determined to keep him close.
The night had become our best companion, that was the only time we could pretend to be a normal couple. Late at night when I was sure Aunt Jenna was deep asleep, I would sneak off to his house.
Being in the bubble of his home was so refreshing, it felt so normal so right. We cherished things that most couples were probably taking for granted; watching TV together on his couch, hearing about his day while we both indulged in late night snacks, being in his arms, cooking full blown meals in the middle of the night whenever we felt like it.
Everything felt like it was falling into place, like a missing puzzle piece was finally put in place. I never realized how much I craved this feeling or how much I craved a touch like his; so gentle, so loving.
We had been spending most nights that his place but tonight was one of the few exceptions where we decided to stay in my room. Aiden decided to climb up to my window and surprise me with a box of chocolate covered strawberries because 'he felt like it'.
At least once a week Aiden found a reason to bring me something– from roses to chocolates to a pair of ankle boots I mentioned I liked– and by a reason I mean him telling me that 'he felt like it' or 'he thought of me when he saw it'.
The sheets on my bed were over us, concealing our naked forms beneath. My head was on his bare chest, his arms around me. I peeled my head from its position looking up at him, a dazed look still on my face. "I'm just happy," The brightest grin lifted my expression, "I love being here with you like this,"
His dimples came into view and my heart exploded a little more, "I could spend every waking hour like this," His arm wrapped tighter around me bringing me closer.
"Soon, Darlin, I promise," I made the decision not long ago to finally come clean to Aunt Jenna about my relationship with Aiden, our relationship had become the root cause of my happiness and I wanted to be able to share it with her too. Nothing would make me happier than seeing the most important in my life together, coexisting. I knew that at the end of the day all Aunt Jenna wanted was to see me happy, and this was my happiness. Aiden was my happiness.
My hand glided up his chest and rested on his shoulder supporting me as I pulled myself up for a kiss. But before our lips could connect he let out a pained hiss reminding me of the damage I caused. I was quick to pull my hand away from his shoulder, "Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, I'm so sorry I completely forgot," My body shot up into a sitting position as I tried to access the situation.
See, the problem with us hanging at my room was our inability to stay quiet during certain. . . activities. Aiden was more in control of himself and his vocal cords so he managed to maintain his. . .noises at a minimum, me on the other hand, not so much. So his solution tonight was for me to bite his shoulder to stay quiet. I didn't realize how hard I was biting and not once did he tell me to pump the brakes.
When we accessed the situation after the fact, I was as red as a tomato apologizing purposely for the damage and that absolute psycho of a man told me to 'feel free to go harder next time'.
My brows knitted in confusion as the psycho fell into a pit of laughter, I leaned forward realizing that he had tricked me, it was the wrong shoulder. "You're such an idiot," I chuckled landing a soft slap to his bare chest, I turned to face away from him crossing my arms over my bare chest.
But all he had to do was wrap his arm around my torso from behind and I was being pulled back into his warm and addictive hold. "I'm sorry," Wet sloppy kisses were on my face, he was kissing me everywhere his lips could reach , "I couldn't help it," He mumbled through a kiss.
I tried to break free from his hold and sloppy kisses but the laughter that overtook me made that nearly impossible, "Okay okay, stop it you're getting me all wet," He stopped in his tracks looking at me, I could practically hear the dirty joke that was definitely at the tip of his tongue, "Don't even think about it," I narrowed my eyes at him.
"I didn't even say anything,"
"I know you Darlin, I could practically see the gears turning, I just know you were deciding if your response should be 'wouldn't be the first time' or 'round two already?'" I did my best impression of his deep dark voice.
He looked away in frustration, "Damnit, I'm becoming too predictable huh,"
I shrugged, "I just know you too well pretty boy," Leaning in I took his lips in mine kissing him deeply, I felt a smile form on his lips as he kissed me back. His hand was on my cheek cupping it and I was gone, completely lost his essence.
"I'm taking you out tomorrow," He murmured against my lips, I pulled back completely to look at him.
"Out? Where?"
"That's for me to know and for you to find out Darlin," He gave my lips a gentle peck.
"Well you shouldn't have told me then, you know how impatient I am when it comes to surprises. Now get ready to stay up all night because I'm gonna be asking you about it all night until you break and tell me,"
I watched in real time as his eyes darkened, his voice grew thicker, "I'm sure I won't have to worry about that, I can think of a few ways to keep your mouth and mind busy all night long, Darlin,"
I was a puddle, right there in front of him. It was crazy how he was able to ignite my body with just a few words. Each and every day with this man served to confirm just how far gone I was for this man.
I was never outgoing or confident in the bedroom, and though I was still far from being assertive or dominate in the bedroom, with Aiden I was bolder, more communicative which shocked me to the core.
My body was still the definition of a puddle but I somehow mustered up the strength to speak, "Oh yeah? It would be a lot easier if you just showed me,"
When his lips crushed on mine, I knew that this was it. This man would be the death of me, he has ruined me for all men.
And more importantly, in that moment I knew that I was deeply and madly in love with Aiden Vasilakis.
A bit of a shorter chapter, school is kicking my arse but I still wanted to get something out for you my loves<3. Consider this chapter the silence before the storm because shits about to hit the fan 😈 Thanks for coming along on this chapter my loves<3 IG: jasw.rites
