Chapter 31-Follow My Voice
Lying there on the bed, with our clothes scattered somewhere on my floor, our bodies pressed together. This wouldn't be the first time we made love to each other, yet it felt like the very first time. The sparks and tingles that coursed through my body, the feeling of having him filling me up and making me complete. With our fingers interlocked together, I felt like nothing could ever tear us apart. It was us against the world.
He stayed the night, but unfortunately had to leave the next morning. And for the first time in three days, I actually slept like a baby in his protective muscular arms. He was my first in everything and I planned on him being my last. My first kiss, first touch, first cuddle, the first one I felt safe and comfortable enough to take off more than just one piece of clothing infront of, the one I felt confident enough to show my body. The one that kissed me in places, I never thought it could be kissed.
I propped up on my elbows as I watched him sitting on the edge of the bed, fully dressed now as he slipped in his shoes. I watched as his jaw locked every now and then and figured it was one of the most beautiful things ever. I watched as his tongue slowly licked his lips, moistening them and remembered how his lips passionately kissed me last night, how his lips worked wonders on places, I'd rather not mention, under the moonlight that beamed through my window.
"I don't want you to go" I said quietly, not even sure whether he's heard me or not.
"Me neither" he muttered before glancing at me over his shoulder and locking eyes with mine.
"Then stay" I whispered.
After last night, speaking quietly seemed to be the only thing we're doing. It was almost like we were afraid to break anything, with louder voices than just a mere whisper. All we needed was to stay close to hear one another. And that's all we really wanted, to be as close as possible. I watched as he crawled back in the bed and towards where I was lying. I was in awe at how much adoration his eyes held for me.
He pecked my lips once before showering my face with more kisses, making me giggle as I tried pushing him off. I finally gave in and accepted all his kisses with a huge grin. A frown took over my face though when he pulled away, leaving me wanting nothing but more.
"Turn that frown upside down, Hollywood. I'll come again tonight, I promise" he said with a smirk as he stood up from the bed.
"Okay..." I mumbled, trying to hide my sadness but obviously failed miserably.
"Aww, my cute wittle munchkin can't let her daddy go" he gushed teasingly.
"Don't ever say that again" I warned narrowing my eyes at him.
"What? Munchkin? " he asked acting stupid.
"You know what I meant" I said rolling my eyes only to receive a melody like chuckle as a response.
"See you tonight? " he asked with an adorable smile.
"Tonight" I whispered with a smile, fascinated by how beautiful his smile is.
But then again, everything about him was beautiful. From his melodic laughter to his intriguing personality and lets not forget his toes curling touch.
Four hours later after him leaving through the window and I was still in my room, lying on my back on the bed while staring up at the ceiling. I had taken a long shower already in hopes of making time pass by faster. I didn't leave my room though, if they were going to forbid me from seeing him then hell I'm not getting out of here unless it's an emergency or something that's related to my career.
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