Fuck it, I love you
Fuck it, I love you
Fuck it, I love you
I really do
I used to shoot up my veins in neon
And shit's even brighter; you're gone
So many things I would say to you, I want you.....___________________________________________
Siya
I was about to step out of the car. In my haste, I turned to open the door, but my breath caught in my throat as I let out a scream upon seeing him right in front of me. He was grinding against my window mirror.
I placed my hand on my chest to calm myself. How could he be this fast to get out of his car and stand here in front of me? And right now, a devilish smile appeared on his face.
After taking long breaths and calming my racing heartbeats with a few rubs, I felt it settle. Slowly, I opened my car door and stepped out.
"Are you out of your mind? You almost gave me a heart attack," I exclaimed as I stood in front of him, while he casually leaned against my car's bonnet.
"And what about you?" he countered, dodging my question altogether.
"What does it mean?" I asked, unsure of what he wanted to ask.
“What were you trying to do? Were you trying to stop me or were you trying to get yourself killed? If I hadn't hit the brakes in time, you would have..." he stopped abruptly.
Then he took a deep breath and said, “Siya, I asked you to come with me, but you were the one who refused to come with me. So why are you here now?” At that moment, anger and disappointment were clearly visible in his eyes as he looked at me.
His words struck me, and I found myself lowering my gaze. I didn't know what to say.
"Answer," he insisted when I remained silent, avoiding his gaze.
"Um... I... I thought you had misunderstood my words. And I didn't want any misunderstandings between us," I replied, but I still couldn't muster the courage to look into his eyes.
I closed my eyes, then felt a strong hand on my waist. When I lifted my head, Ryan had me firmly in his grip, pressing me against the car bonnet. His hand on my waist, the other on the bonnet beside me, bridged the mere inches between us.
His touch sent shivers down my spine, a mixture of fear and something else I couldn't quite place. His proximity was overwhelming, yet I couldn't bring myself to push him away.
My eyelids felt heavy from the proximity, Yet I couldn't tear my gaze away from his deep blue ocean eyes.
He leaned towards me and said, "So, you don't like misunderstandings between us, huh?" His voice dripped with seduction.
It's enough to make me wet for him.
"I... No, I just don't want you to be..." I stuttered, unable to find the right words. My heart raced like a rollercoaster, and my throat felt parched. I needed water!
I was feeling hot despite the raging cold wind blowing here. Sweat trickled down my forehead as the tempestuous cold breeze enveloped us. Just as I was gazing into his eyes, a raindrop fell on my eyelashes, prompting me to shut my eyes. The rain didn't waste any time, intensifying instantly. Ryan, still hovering over me, was completely drenched. Yet, his gaze remained fixed solely on me.
I struggled to find the right words, unsure of what to say. But if he continued to look at me like this, I knew I would lose control.
"Ryan..." I began, but my words faltered as he lifted himself from his position above me, and ran his hands through his hair.
"Siya, I think it's getting late. We should head home," he said,
I never thought he would say something like this. I thought the atmosphere was exactly as I had described to Ryan, how I wanted my first kiss to be. But now, he's talking about going home. I could just kill this man. He's always looking for excuses to stick to me. And not just that, even when I refuse, he doesn't back off. And now, when I want him, when I want him to kiss me, he wants to go home.
Did Ryan believe what the man at the hotel said was true? If yes, then what should I do now? How do I make him understand that there is no one else in my life, neither was nor will be, and he himself won't let anyone else enter?
I was lost in my thoughts when I suddenly noticed Ryan heading towards his car. I rushed forward to stop him, grabbed his hand, and slammed him against the car to block his path. Now I was standing in front of him. His face showed a shocked expression. Perhaps he had never imagined this. But Siya Jindal is just that.
He was about to say something when I, While stopping him, blurted out, "Fuck it, I love you." With that said, I grabbed his collar, lifted myself up to his height, and without wasting a moment, placed my lips on his.
As soon as our lips met, I closed my eyes. It was the first time I had kissed someone. The first time I had been so close to someone.
At first, I was the only one who kissed because maybe he was not in a state to kiss me right now. But I can't stop and continue devouring his lips.
In the beginning, I was the only one kissing him because he seemed to still be processing what was happening. But I didn't stop, and I kept on kissing him. Even after a while when he didn't respond and didn't let me enter his mouth, I bit down firmly on his lower lip. He groaned, and now I couldn't stand on my tiptoes any longer without losing balance. So, I lost my balance, and just as our lips were about to part, Ryan's strong hands grabbed my waist. Then he lifted me slightly so that our kiss wouldn't stop. Without delay, he began responding. I know I'm not a good kisser, but looking at Ryan, I feel he must be a pretty good kisser. Someone who won't let me go easily now.
Ryan started by sucking on my lower lip as if he wanted to take in all of me. He then bit my lower lip so I could open my mouth for him, and as soon as I did, he slipped his tongue in. With his bites, he made me moan, which seemed to be a good opportunity for him to slide his tongue into my mouth without delay. He tasted every corner of my mouth with his tongue multiple times. After doing this several times, he took my tongue into his mouth and sucked on it. I could only feel him now. We were both so close that we could easily hear each other's heartbeat, which was racing at the moment.
Ryan was kissing me as if it were the first and last time. After that, he rolled me over and slammed me against the car bonnet, coming on top of me. His hands were on my waist, moving up and down, and mine were wrapped around his neck. As our kiss deepened, the night grew darker, and the rain poured down harder.
But neither of us was aware of anything. We were completely lost in our kiss.
Now, I was having trouble breathing, but Ryan wasn't letting go of me. So, I started hitting his chest with my hands. When he realized I was having trouble breathing, he separated his lips from mine and said softly, "Breathe, love."
I began to breathe heavily. I never expected Ryan to kiss me like that. He's truly a devil. As I was catching my breath, I pushed him aside and stood straight.
"Are you... Are you crazy? Who kisses like that?" I said, still trying to catch my breath.
He didn't reply but grabbed my arm and pulled me close to him, saying, "This was just point one per cent of my kiss, love."
Hearing him, my cheeks heated up, turning bright red. I looked at him with wide eyes, and when he leaned towards me again, I thought he was going to kiss me again, so I closed my eyes.
After that, I felt his lips on my nose, and when I opened my eyes, he said, "But now you have to be ready hundred per cent for my kiss.”
He said and hugged me. We were both soaked. I felt cold, but being close to Ryan like this gave me warmth.
I closed my eyes and listened carefully to his heartbeat, which seemed to echo with mine, beating in synchrony as if it were meant for me.
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