Still Aiden, in the past. "Then".
Chapter 15
Aiden
Then
I kept holding on to her, her belly exposed to me. I grinned down at her bellybutton, her pale skin contrasting mine. I could feel her shaking under my hands, and I walked her to my bed.
We sat down next to each other then, my arm wrapped around her waist now, coaxing her to sit on my legs. She wrapped her legs around my back slowly, and I winced slightly, feeling increasingly heated. She trailed her hands up to my neck, all the way up to my jaw, her eyes wide and intense. I smiled up at her lazily, idly wondering if she’d ever been this close to anyone else.
“Admit it.” I whispered against her mouth as I kissed her softly, my hands holding on to her tightly, carefully, my fingers teasing her shirt to climb a little higher.
“No.” She turned her cheek, my lips landing on the corner of her lips. I groaned.
Instead of replying, I pushed her up, letting her fall into my bed as I turned both of us, my forearms pressing on either side of her head, my hair clouding my vision of her green eyes. I saw her cheeks bleeding red again, and I smirked.
I turned my nose to touch her own, breathing softly on her lips, her eyes visible now as they fluttered closed, and her eyelashes caressed her cheeks. I lowered my head to her neck, my lips pressing into a soft spot. I felt her shaking under me, a gasp making its way out of her lips as I pressed my mouth into the same spot again. I traced my finger over her jaw line, and looked down at her
She was so beautiful.
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Dead Hearts
Ficção AdolescenteMara hasn't found love, nothing near it- until she comes across Aiden, a boy that makes her feel terrifyingly alive. This is a story about a girl who's lost in flashbacks and echoes of a bright, too-vivid past.
