My addiction. You.

22. Head Over Heels II

A few drinks have been drank and memories have been shared. I rest my head on Chance's toned stomach and stare up at the sparkling stars. The large moon glistens in the sky with stars aligned around it, my elastic band sits on my wrist and my hair is sprawled out on his white shirt. His fingers run through my hair, my eyes open and close enjoying the feeling.

We had eaten earlier and the foot was extravagant, full of flavor and desire. We had gone through one bottle of red wine and I was beginning to become a tad tipsy, although I hadn't had any since then. And I wanted to remember this night for as long as I could breath. I can feel his chest risen with every soft breath and I stand up, I lean my hand down and he looks up with a toothy grin.

"Dance with me." I say and he stands up, dusting his dress pants off. He takes a charming bow before pulling me into a soft flows face. My hand sits on his broad shoulder, the other grasping his firm hand. His steel arm is wrapped around my curvy waste bringing my closer to his hardened body. Even know we have no music, al, I hear is his quickened heartbeat as I lean my head on his chest. His sweet, husky scent fills my lungs and sigh happily against him. His chin sits on the top of my head as we take small steps on the blanket/grass.

"This has been an amazing night babe, I'm so thankful to have you." I say, amusement and happiness flashes through his beautiful eyes and a small smile sits on his lips.

"The surprise isn't over just yet," He says, slowly slipping out of my grasp. "I know... I know we're only young Adriana, but..." The discomfort is clear on his face as he drops onto one knee, his hand fumbling in the pocket of his blazer. I gasp loudly as he pulls out a small velvet box, my eyes widening.
"Will you marry me?"
He slides the small box open, gazing up at me hopefully. Cushioned gently inside the pale grey fabric is a gorgeous ring, unlike anything else I've ever seen. The band is pure silver and etched with a swirling design, the curled tendrils wraps around the entire ring . It's a shining diamond, the crystal clear surfaced tinged with a gorgeous sky blue. I stare widely at the gorgeous gem, then glance at Chance. The glow of his eyes matches the stone perfectly.
"Chance... I have no idea where you found the money to buy this, but it's gorgeous. I love it' And I would certainly love to marry you."
A grin lights his whole face, he takes the delicate ring and slides it onto my finger, the simple band fits perfectly. Chance stands, laughing as I turn my hand this way and that, marvelling as the dim light dances across the smooth surface of the diamond.
"Chance, you're amazing." I swallow the lump in my throat, letting out a shaky breath.

"I love you." Before he has time to react, I throw my tan arms around him, hugging him tightly close to my body. To my surprise, he lifts me into his arms, his embrace just as warm as mine. For a long moment we are silent, neither of us wanting to end the picture-perfect moment just yet.

My face fits perfectly in the crook of his shoulder, the happy dance of his heart against my own.

I pull away slightly, looking up at him through my hair. Though his face is mostly blank, the mischievous glint in his eyes tells me another story. A smug of a smile lingers on my lips as I wait for him to make the first move, my heart pounding against my rib cage.

"You're going to be a beautiful bride and a more beautiful mother." He whispers, his free hand moves to stroke the side of my face. His hand tightens around my waist as he brings his lips to mine, forceful and strong yet somehow still delicate. My eyes flutters closed, letting my other senses take over my body. The way he holds me, the intensity of his touch; it was as if there is nothing else in the world that matters to him except the two of us, together in this passionate moment. I kiss him back the same way, as though I never want him to stop.

After what might have been minutes, hours, days or weeks, we break apart, our bodies heated and faces with a soft blush. "It's going to be you, junior and me, chance. Till death do us part."
Damian smiles. "I wouldn't have it any other way Adriana."

//

High pointed purple peaks, off in the distance as Chance and I sit on the grassy hill staring out. White billowy, fluffy clouds cover the airy night sky and a soft breeze tousles Chances locks.

The sun shines brightly on the horizon light, illuminating my face and making me lightly squint.

I feel Chance's hand slip into mine and give it a calming squeeze, I turn to look at him but find him already staring back. A small blush covers his cheeks as I find him staring at me. "You're to irresistible; I can't help it. Sometimes I stare at you when you sleep, or when you do you did your work at school. You always, always bit your lip when your struggling on a question, I find it extremely se-,"
I lean in quickly, taking us both by surprise. Both completely lost in each other's arms, both our eyes closed, and our lips moving together in harmony. I can never get over the feeling of his lips against mine, it's like an addictive drug. The kiss is so passionate, so warm.. The only thought that runs through my head are those three little words that mean so much... I love you.

His lips move to my shoulder blade, and grazes his lips along it. So soft, scorching and tended and so gentle I almost think it's the kiss of a breeze and not a man. We mold together, fitting against one another with stunning perfection. I move my hands up and down his muscular arms loving the feeling of the strength of his arms.

I pull away breathlessly and he yanks me against him and bends his head to kiss me. I melt into him as his fingers pull out my weak elastic and get tangled in my hair. My mouth opens to his, and our tongues meet for the briefest instance before he pulls away.

I tug chance closer, enjoying the feeling of my curvaceous frame pressed up against his tall, muscular one. Chance moves his right hand to cup the back of my head, protecting it with his knuckles while he groans loudly against my mouth.

I smirk confidently against his mouth because he groans because of me.

The groan is soft, sexy and erotic. I feel the blood course through her, hot and thick, as my skin blooms under his touch. .

Chance's lips owned me. A fire ignites inside as our bodies move together, soft curves against unyielding steel.

His left hand moves under the hem of my dress to inch toward the bare skin of the back of my thigh.
We both pull back completely out of breath, his eyes scan mine and a blush covers my cheeks.
His eyes are wary and protective. "Is this all right?" I nod, breathlessly.

'If you want to stop, just tell me. I won't let things go that far...well not here anyways." He sends me a devious wink and I playfully punch his shoulder. "but I need you.'

I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him in. I gently lie him down, my body softly pressing against his.

His hands travels down my sides and to my hips, hesitating. I press myself more tightly to him in response. And all this time, our tongues and lips explore each other, always satisfied. His long, thin fingers slide to her back and down so that they are cupping my two rounded, delicious curves. He squeezes tentatively, and smiles against my mouth when I moan.

'You're perfect. Every part of you. And I will never get over you; I've never been so in love with one person so much." His hands move up and wrap themselves around my waste, he looks up at me and I kiss his jaw carefully.

I mumble 'I love you' against his lips and caress his cheek as I move my lips against his.

He pulls back, his lips slightly red and swollen but that just adds to his intriguing looks. "I love you too Adriana, and don't you forget it."