WLW One shots.

⚠️13. Ive got my eye on you

Warningggg: stalking,

Wordcount: 1213

It was dark outside, pitch black, so much so I could see my reflection in the windows clearer than I could see the outside, the inside of my apartment was dimly lit by beautifully scented candles I had been gifted at Christmas, it was June now so I was beginning to run out, I made a mental note to go into town to buy more for myself.
My feet were cold as they touched the ceramic tiles in the kitchen, making my go up onto my toes as I reached in the fridge to get out my water bottle for the night, closing the door and turning around to leave, I see a flash of something in the corner of my eye.

I'm to tired for this shit.

I shook my head at the sight, it must be my mind playing tricks on me, it's late and I have been working all day on a new project for down town London, a large office building needed a bit of spicing up on the inside, so I was hired a week ago, nothing has ever been more exhausting in my life.

Quickly walking into my room, shutting the door behind me, and I place my bottle on the nightstand on my side of the bed, I live alone but I prefer to sleep on the right side,

As I turn over in my bed, my body starts to get heavy, sleep catching up on me, I let my head fall deeper and deeper into the cool pillow and the world around me slows to a stop, my eyes glue shut and I'm out like a light.

I'm slowly pulled out of my Deep sleep by the sound of my door cracking open, a little light pouring in from the hallway windows, but I keep my eyes closed. I hear the floorboards creak closer and closer to my bed, when all of a sudden they stop, right behind me. Then, I feel it. my mattress dips, my covers pulled back and the front of someone's body against mine.

Shit.

My breath quickens slightly and I open my eyes,
"I know you're awake... Violette." A females voice mumbled, her breath warm on the back of my neck. My own breath hitched and I brought myself to speak,
"How do you know my name?" I felt her hand snake around my waist, pulling me into her front, so I'm now situated against her hips, an amused huff came from her mouth,
"You know who I am mi amour, I know your name for the same reason you know mine." I swallow and roll my eyes, mentally scolding myself for not being more careful.

"You've been stalking me?" I reluctantly said back to her.
"I would rather call it, keeping a close eye on you, but whatever you want to call it is fine to, the point is, you're not even scared anymore." She replied softly, with her mouth almost touching my ear.

I roll myself over to face her finally, and I'm immediately taken aback, she is even more beautiful up close, she has piercing dark blue eyes, almost brown hair, and sharp features, she has a eyebrow piercing that I couldn't see before now, and her gaze is softer that I could have ever imagined.
Her eyes move down to look at my lips, then lingering there for some seconds too long.

"You disappointed me, Ainsley, I thought you would be quieter than that, I felt you hear while I was pouring myself a drink."
"Oh you are so unaware of your surroundings my sweet, I've been here a lot longer than that. But since I woke you, let me pay you back." She said with a cocky undertone at first, but then her voice changed, it wasn't sinister or sarcastic.

No.

lust laced her every word until I felt trapped in her literature, even then, her hand moved from of my hip, it traveled up the side of my waist and back down, lowers where it was before, she leaned in closer, our noses now side by side, she was taking to long. I leant forward and connected our lips, it started of as if we were kissing in slow motion, but at it quickened, I couldn't help myself anymore, I got up, keeping our lips together, and I straddled her hips, she put her hand on the back of my head and spun in around, gently putting me back on my bed, my back to the mattress, along with my legs wrapped around her waist.

Ainsley broke away from me and made her way to my neck, reconnecting herself to my skin, gently laying soft kisses until my breath wavered, she focused on that spot, undoubtedly leaving marks along the way. She then moved so our legs were in between one another, she moved her thigh up into me, I let out a gasp, forgetting I had taken my underwear off, I just now remembered that I was naked other than an old, stretched out t-shirt.

My head leans back of the pillow and my mouth hangs agape and she moves her thigh against me, stupidly, I move along with her, swing my hips back and forth. I can't resist her, I start to let shallow breaths out, minuscule noises leaving my lips.
Her hand travels from behind my head, down to the bottom of my shirt, her fingers making their way under the fabric and up towards my chest, the pleasure of all three things at one was overwhelming and she knew it,
"Just breathe mi amour, let it all out, no one can hear you." And that was it for me, I stoped holding back the sounds, I took my hand and grabbed a fist full of her short, dark curls, making her let out a small moan, that only made her be more rough.

I began to loose it, my mind went fuzzy and pleasure took over me,
"Please, it's too much, I can't." I let out whimpers on between words, trying to stay coherent for her to understand, she nodded her head and spoke into my ear,
"Princess?" She asked, all that came out was a,
"Mhm?" She accepted it as a response and replied,
"Then Let it go." With a few more traces under my shirt and a couple more swivels from my hips, my grip on her hair tightened, my legs clenched around her thigh and my head fell forward into her chest.

She turned us over so I was onto of her again after she cleaned up her mess she made, the soft pads of her fingers ran through my hair, as she whispered praise into my ear and drew patterns on my bare skin.

Ainsley didn't sleep in another bed after that night; only ours. I wanted her as much as she wanted me, we were both as bad as each other, that's what made us so perfect. The crazy canceled out, we were each others forever, sometimes we recreated the previous night, we would tell each we met in a cafe and smirk to each other, knowing the lies.
But we were us. And no one could take that away.

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