Scars

8

Demi

I woke up to Wilmer's hand gently tracing patterns on my back under my shirt as I laid on his chest. I turned my head to look at him and blushed when I realized he was already looking at me.

"Good morning." He murmured, and leaned down to kiss me, smiling against my lips as I held his head there for a bit longer.

"Good morning." I sighed, once he pulled away, then pushed myself up so I could kiss him again.

Wilmer sighed and smiled at me, "Did you want to try again? The small stuff?"

I bit my lip and nodded, "I guess so."

He chuckled and leaned in, kissing me gently, but with growing passion. I knotted my fingers in his hair and pressed my body against his, letting out a groan when I felt his morning hard-on brush my thigh. Abruptly, a flash of heat shot through my body and I pulled away, breathing hard.

"Are you okay?" Wilmer said, obvious concern in his voice.

I closed my eyes, "Yeah, I'm fine." I looked over and groaned when I saw him shirtless with an obvious bulge underneath his boxers, "Go put a shirt on or something."

I felt him move but I felt him closer to me, not farther away, "Tell me what's wrong, I can fix it."

"No you can't." I groaned, "Just please go away."

His head hung and he leaned in to kiss my cheek but I turned my head away. I didn't want his lips on any part of my body right now. He sighed and kissed my neck, making me shut my eyes and bite my lip, then got up and went into the closet. Once he was gone I sat up and rubbed my face, I wasn't planning on feeling these things until much, much farther into the future. I hadn't been this horny in months. I didn't know how I was supposed to even look at Wilmer right now considering all I wanted to do was jump his bones. With a groan, I got up and walked to the closet door, and knocked. It opened, and Wilmer stuck his head out.

"Are you knocking on our closet door?"

I bit my lip when I saw he still hadn't put a shirt on and nodded, "I wanted to make sure you weren't naked or anything."

He glanced down, "And if I am?"

I stepped back, "Then I'll just... uhm... I'll leave you alone too... yeah...."

Wilmer laughed and stepped out of the closet, thankfully wearing jeans and reached for my waist, "What has gotten into you?"

I squirmed out of his embrace and ran backwards into the closet, shutting the door in front of me and locking it. I took a deep breath and sat down, rubbing my face.

"Uh Demi? I still need my shirt."

I closed my eyes and groaned, "One second!"

I changed quickly and opened the door, smiling timidly at Wilmer who didn't look amused. "What is going on with you?"

I shrugged, "Nothing, I'm fine." I was speaking much too quickly for him to get a word in. "I'm going to my mom's today so I'll be there. I'll see you later, love you."

I went to walk out and he just stared and me, "Okay... see you later."

I grabbed my purse from the bedside table and my phone and smiled, "Bye." Wilmer stepped in front of me and I jerked back, looking up at him expectantly, "What is it Wilmer?"

"Don't I get a goodbye kiss?"

I stepped forward and went to peck his lips but he wrapped his arms around my body and kissed me deeply causing my entire body to erupt in fire. Every molecule of my being burned for him and I instinctively pulled him closer, my hips gravitating towards his. My head cleared and I tore myself away from him, yelling goodbye over my shoulder as I ran out of the house.