Disloyalty

- Unveiled Desires -

There I was, standing outside his door, consumed by a whirlwind of emotions. My heart raced as I hesitated, thoughts swirling in my mind.

Finally, I pushed it open, and the silence of the house enveloped me like a thick fog, amplifying every breath and heartbeat.

Just as I held my breath, he approached, and before I could process anything, he slammed the door shut behind me, pinning me against it with an urgency that took my breath away.

His lips collided with mine, igniting a fire that surged through my veins. "I can't get enough of you," he murmured, his voice laced with an intoxicating desperation, And neither could I.

His familiar scent wrapped around me, grounding me in the moment as his hands slid up my body, finding their way to my chest. The sensation sent electric shivers down my spine.

My back arched instinctively, parting my lips to release a soft moan.

He cradled my cheek, while my fingers tangled in his hair, feeling the heat radiate from him.

As he pulled away to gaze into my eyes, he whispered, "You're so beautiful," and my legs nearly gave out beneath me. How blind had I been, realising now that it had always been Andrew, the one that holds my heart.

With a swift motion, he slid my top off, leaving me in my bra, and began to trail kisses along my neck.

A rush of anxiety hit me suddenly. "Andrew, what about Charlotte? Her room's next door..." The words barely escaped my lips before he paused, a smirk playing on his face.

"They're out buying food right now." He picked me up effortlessly, and I straddled him, feeling his arousal through his sweatpants against me causing my thoughts to run wild.

He laid me down on his bed, his gaze consuming every detail of my body as he peeled off his shirt, revealing the sculpted lines that made my heart race even faster.

With every passing second, my need for him intensified. He crawled back on top of me, kissing a path along my neck, while my hands wandered down his abs, seeking the warmth of his skin. But he halted my exploration.

"Not yet, darling," he teased, pinning my hands above my head. Our lips met again, igniting sparks that made my skin tingle.

"Do you want this?" he asked, his voice low and sultry. The weight of those words hung in the air like a delicious promise. I nodded, unable to muster any more than that, but he pressed for clarity. "Words."

"Yes," I breathed, the word barely escaping me before he pulled down my shorts, tossing them carelessly behind him as his fingers grazed my inner thigh.

The contact made me gasp, a sound of pleasure escaping my lips, my body aching for more in this intoxicating dance of desire.

Despite the darkness, I could see every detail of his face, the sharp lines and angles that made him look both dangerous and alluring.

His hands traced over my breasts, each touch sending jolts of electricity through my body. And then, with one quick motion, he pulled down my underwear, leaving me completely exposed before him.

In that moment, I felt vulnerable and yet also empowered, as if he had stripped away all my inhibitions and left me with nothing but raw desire.

He didn't speak, but his actions were loud enough. His fingers danced across my skin, igniting every nerve ending and sending me into a frenzy.

I lost myself in his touch, letting go of all my reservations and simply surrendering to the sensations.

He smirked as he saw the desire in my eyes and slowly trailed kisses down my body, teasing and tormenting me with every touch.