Love Does Exist (Ross & Heather Fanfiction)

Chapter 37 Passion

It was movie time, and I wasn't paying much attention. I pretending, but wasn't really I watched enough so I could talk about it later if you asked any questions. I had good excuse for not watching all it. For my own reasons and reasons she knew. I was snuggled up close to Ross, while he, like was only pretended to watch. Truth is, I wanted to go to bed, but nobody stood a chance against her. Another way she reminded me of Alice. I got a bright idea. It had been a long time since I had seen it, so I thought hard of the best movie that expressed Alice most, and I would watch it with her later.

Until than, I was pretending to watch this. It was getting late, Rocky and Ryland were already asleep. Kayleigh had surprised and showed up, but her and Riker were me and Ross right now. Rydel would look over frowning every now and than, we all just pretended not to see her. I tucked up to Ross. He knew how I got at night, and I thought maybe he was trying to ignore me, but I wasn't letting that happen. He had his arm wrapped around me, and despite my efforts, he wasn't paying attention to me. I looked over and Riker and Kayleigh were going full force, and the strict Rydel wasn't paying much attention, because she couldn't keep her eyes off of me. I had to prove I was okay, so I could stop being in her eyes.

I knew how. I turn back to Ross. He smiled at me when I tried to pull his head over toward. Apparently his neck was stronger than my arm. I could climb onto his lap, but maybe that's what he wanted. I remembered his statement from a few nights ago, if you ever pull that move in the garage again, you're dead. What would he say if I did in the living room, with everyone. He looks over from the corner of his eye when I stop trying to get his attention. When I catch him watching me, he turns back around fast and smiles. I lay down next to him, not ready yet. I would at least wait until Rydel was asleep. Ellington was almost out, so I didn't have long.

I try to watch the movie, but am too distracted. I see him covered under a sleeve blanket, what was intended for the two of us to use. Before I knew it, Rydel was asleep. And so was Riker and Kayleigh. It was only me and him. I change my plan on the last minute. I get up, walking right over top of him. He nods and smiles, but mostly ignoring my efforts. I go into the bedroom, and I look from the corner of my eye and see him watching me. After a second, I come out, and he's pretending to be asleep. Too easy. He was playing hard to get.

I sit down on his lap, making it impossible for him to ignore him. I move my hips, positing myself. He reaches down and grabs my legs where I can't move. Wow. Harsh. I change my plans. I lean against him, and softly kiss his neck. His hands on my legs tighten, and a almost silent moan runs through him. I move up to his ear lobe, gently putting it between my lips. Pulling his knees into the ear, I fall closer to him, I move back to his neck. I was getting what I want how ever I have to.

I did the build up. The anticipation. I stand back up, walking out of the living room. I didn't want to hurt Rydel, but I wasn't getting what I wanted in the living room floor. I stand in the hallway and stand against the wall until I hear him getting up. I'm in the dark, and he can't see me, but when he comes into the hallway, I catch him, pulling him by his shirt to me. "What are you trying to do to me?" He whispers.

"Should I show you again?" I ask him, grinning just a little. He holds his hands on my waste, but doesn't stop me. He gave up. He picked me up by my legs carried me down the hall. He kisses with force. More intense, down my neck. He holds me against the wall while he locks the door. His lips press to my lips, from my cheek, than I feel his breathe in my ear. I clench to his hair. His hands are under my shirt again, pulling it over my head. He drops me on the bed, climbing over me. I feel his lips on my neck, and a need waves through my body. He kissed down my chest, and all the way down my stomach. Wave intensified until I couldn't take it any more. He had the buckle undone on my jeans. I sit up, rolling him on his back.

I stratal him, clenched to his hair. His hands slide from my cheek, all the way down to my hips. He sits up kissing my neck again. I slide my hands under his shirt, pulling it over his head, than rubbing my hands up and down his chest. Slowly going further down. He doesn't stop kissing my neck until I reach his pant line. I can see his abs flex, posture stiffens. Next thing I know I am on my back again. I'm breathing loud enough for all of California to hear, but I didn't care. His family was in the living room, further away than usual, and the television was on, so I wasn't holding back tonight.

I reach down, sliding my hands down his chest and abs as I move back down to his pant line. Sweats, easy. I slide both hands on his hips under his sweats. I slide one hand out, wrapping my arm around his waist. The other slides further around to the front, he let out a deep moan, kissing me harder. I slide it down, and his whole body stiffens, and something changes. The kisses change. His mouth parts more first, and I can feel his tongue touch mine. I slide my other hand back down under his pant line, sliding them down. His moan is deep and heavy, and he kicks off the sweats. I tangle my legs in his hold him. Than finally, I get what I wanted.