wild and running || a.b. (series on hold)

Chapter 14

Our lips move perfectly in sync. He moves his head down to my neck, "You're pulsing, baby. Who makes your heart race like that?" He asks slowly in a deep tone. "Y-you." I stutter. He hums in response and trails kisses along my neck and collarbone, sending shivers down my spine. It's funny how he goes from cute and adorable to sexy as fuck in a matter of seconds, and that drives me insane. He works his way back to my lips and kisses me roughly while breathing heavily. He rolls us over, causing me to squeal and laugh. He runs his large, rough hands along my small body, never breaking contact from my lips. I tangle my hand in his hair, like I love to do, and he groans in response. He pulls away and I open my eyes to see that his are closed. He brushes the tip of his nose around my face. I have never experienced this kind of affection before, and it's simply adorable... I love it. He stops and plants  two gentle kisses on my forehead. Is this a dream? This is amazing. I wish this moment would never end. He brushes his soft, warm lips against mine, and I kiss him gently in response. "You're so beautiful." He whispers between kisses. "You're so beautiful." I say back to him.

He is. He's one of the most beautiful human beings I've ever seen in my life. Inside and out. Of course he's not perfect in every way, but to me, he's all I want. What's simply beautiful is that be brings out the best in me, and I haven't known him for long.

It feels like I have though.

He gently bites my bottom lip, another thing that is new to me. We kissed slowly and gently for minutes as time went by. I felt like with every kiss we were getting closer. It was a physical bond that was bringing us closer together. Eventually, he got off of me and laid beside me. I looked at him and he had his eyes closed. I watched his chest rise and fall, every breath that was keeping his heart beating. In that moment,

He looked like and angel.

His hair was messy, his jawbone perfectly set, his lips shaped perfectly... He looked so relaxed. So peaceful. His eyes fluttered open, the crystal shade of blue being overtaking. He looked at me, and the look in his eyes was so powerful that it was almost uncomfortable. I kissed his lips slowly, one more time before I cuddled up to him. His hands ran through my hair and I laid my head in his chest, listening to the rhythm of his heart. That was so comforting. The sound was lovely. This was the heartbeat of the man that was picking up the shattered fragments of my heart, mind, and spirit. And I trusted him to do so. "Thank you." I whispered at a volume that he could barely hear it at. "For what?" He whispered back in response. "Being here with me." He pulls me closer and holds me tighter. "Thank you." He whispers back. "For what?"

"For accepting the love I have for you."

For accepting the love I have for you.

My eyes start to tear up as I process what he just said. "Of course I do, Andy." I whisper as clearly as I can, so he can't tell that I'm getting emotional. "Thank you for accepting the love I have for you." I repeat his words back to him. I open my eyes and glance at my alarm clock. I begin to move so he can get up, it's late and we have class.

I pray that he doesn't leave though.

He opens his eyes and looks at the time. He puts his legs off the side of the bed, they don't hang off like mine do. I watch from behind as he puts his head in his hands. Is he upset? "Andy? Are you okay?" I ask while moving closer to him. "I just don't want to leave you." He says, slightly shakily, while turning and grabbing me carefully to hold me in his lap. Is he getting emotional too? I try not to notice it because I don't want him getting embarrassed. "Do you want... Do you want to stay the night?" I ask hesitantly. "I don't have any clothes." He mutters. "You can run back to your apartment and get some?" I suggest. "Okay." He says in agreement and lifts me off his lap back onto my comfortable queen sized bed. "I'll be right back." He says softly and kisses my cheek. I nod and he walks out the door.