“That’s the last bag. Oh, wait.” I smiled.
Louis groaned while his hand was on the trunk.
“Just kidding.” I giggled.
“You bloody better be. Did you really have to make me wait outside the girls restroom to change?” he said, getting into the car.
“Yes. I was tired of walking around looking like a bum.”
“Well, you look fabulous either way.”
“Pshh.”
After shopping for a few hours, Louis had finally convinced me to leave and head home. It didn’t matter to me because it was his credit card. But, I got clothes to last me a little while so I’m all good. Louis had worn suspenders. It got my attention even more. As he drove us home, I couldn’t help but look at his biceps and suspenders. You don’t see the two of them together too often. We stopped by the grocery and then got ourselves home.
“Oh, dear. It seems as if my arms cannot carry anything.” I smirked at Louis.
“Yeah right.” He said.
Laughing, I made my way around the car to the trunk. I carried one bag at a time. Louis, ten. As he took out the groceries, I took what I needed to make a small dinner. It was a little past noon but, we were hungry. A simple grilled cheese recipe was quick and easy. After eating, I decided to unpack all my clothes.
“I’m gunna unpack everything and put it up. Hope you don’t mind me using your closet.” I smiled.
“Not at all, love. I’ll be in there in a minute.” He said.
I gathered the rest of the bags and brought them in the bedroom with the others. I sat down and started. Shirts in one pile, jeans, shoes, bras and panties. All separated. I put my hair up. Louis finally came in. He sat behind me and started to kiss my neck.
“I thought you were gunna help with my clothes?” I said.
“Oh, I am, love. Don’t worry.”
He started to pull my sleeves off my shoulders. I turned around to him after fixing my sleeves.
“Oh, come on.” He said, leaning in.
“I’m afraid your gunna hit my shoulder.”
“That’s it? Babe, trust me.”
I crossed my arms. Louis stood up. Suddenly, he picked me up off the ground and brought me over to his bed. He gently laid me down. He crawled over me and started to kiss my cheek. My hands went from the bed to his chest. I gripped his suspenders and pulled him towards my body. He smiled against my neck. Then, his warm hands went under my shirt to my bare back.
“How about we take them jeans off, love? Slip into something more flexible.”
His lips hovered over mine. I got up and changed into his sweats. In the bathroom. As I came out, he had changed. He had me hooked. I walked over and pushed him down on the bed. I got on top and smashed my lips into his. He flipped me on my back, gently. He took his shirt off, making me want him more. Gently, he took mine off from the shoulders down. He kissed my chest. I sighed and ran my fingers through his hair. As he left my chest, I arched my back, pushing myself against him. He pushed his hips into mine. I gasped. He pulled my sweats low and he stopped.
“I know you won’t let me there. But showing a little more skin isn’t bad.”
He flashed a smirk and eased his way back up to my neck. His hands felt all over me. I wanted him so bad. I gasped again as he bit my neck. His lips met my ear.
“You make me so weak, love….please say you’ll be mine.”
I turned to look at him. As painful as it was, I put my hand to his cheek.
“I’m yours as long as you stay. Don’t hurt me, please.” I whispered.
“I’d never.” He said into my neck.
