Moments between you and me (H2OVanoss)

Part 10 - That one night

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(Vanoss POV)
My whole body was on fire, while my mind clouded. I couldn't properly even breath, felt a bit dizzy, and I thought I was done for, when he bit my lip. I wanted him so much.

Inside me rose some feelings, which took control over my body. I put my hands on his hips and finally kissed him.

It was like an avalanche of hormones and feelings. My heart was racing and his scent attacked my senses. Within few seconds, he invited me in and our tongues started to dance.

My hands slowly moved to his butt, when I squeeze it. It was perfect shape, just for my hands. After my act, he tightly grabbed my hair and I moaned. Then he slightly pulled my hair, which caused me to pull away from him and both of us gasped for air.

"Let me take care of you," he whispered still close to me.

I wasn't strong enough to argue or defend myself. He pushed me back to bed with his hand. He kissed me on my neck, and right after he found my sweet spot, I moaned louder then wanted, while I clenched my nails into his back.

I heard his giggles from distance.

"Say it, Evan. Say you're my bitch," he whispered and I needed a few seconds to properly think.

"No," I breathed out.

I noticed, how he stood up and started to walk away

"Wait! Fine... I'm your bitch," I said and the last part I mumbled in shame.

He returned to me with smile on his face.

"What was it? I couldn't hear it properly." I let growl left my face.

"Go fuck yourself." He laughed after my sentence.

"Say it and I'll help you, pinky promise."

"You motherfucker... I'm your bitch." He lightly kissed me on my lips.

"I know you're."

I rolled my eyes, when he moved to my jeans. He pulled them along with my boxers.

"How is it, that you're so horny?"

"For fuck sake! Stop teasing me," I rose my voice in anger.

He giggled and licked my pride on his all length. I gasped for air and arched my back. He swallowed it, and I closed my eyes and moaned. He bopped his head up and down, and I was feeling that vibration flowing through my body. I was ashamed that I couldn't last more, then that few minutes, but he was so good.

"I'm on the edge," I warned him along with the moan.

He stopped and leaned back to my face with smile on his face.

"Really? That was fast," he grinned and I frowned.

"I would love to cut your ego to the ground, you fucker," I hissed and tried not to think about how close I'm to orgasm.

"You know, what I remember?" He asked me with smile.

"If you intend to tell me a war story from Vietnam, let me ran out." He giggled.

"Nah... I remember someone jerking off and telling name Jonathan." My heart skipped a beat.

"You what?" I asked with raising panic.

He saw me? For fuck sake.

"You were sweet and I'm flattered," he whispered.

He kissed me and I completely forgot to be angry at him. I ran my fingers through his hair. They were so soft. He pulled away and kissed me on the neck again. I couldn't take it anymore.

"I can't take it. Stop that torture, please," I whispered and instinctively scratched his back to ease my hormones.

"Why? I kind a like it this way."

I had enough of him. I grabbed him and rolled myself to be on top. He laughed.

"Listen to me, you son of a bitch. Stop acting like you can dominate me!"

"You're slowly learning." He smiled, run through my hair and lightly kissed me.

In a few seconds I was again on the bottom.

"But now let me be on top."

He moved back to my pride and continue his work. It didn't take much more time to get me back to the edge, but this time he didn't stop.

"I'm... I'm... don't stop now," I breathed out along with moan, while the world around me started to spin.

"Jonathan!" I moaned as I arched my back in pleasure.

He returned to me with grin on his face and kissed me on my lips, while I tried to think straight, calm my heart and breath.

"Somebody is at the door, baby," he said, while running his fingers on my chest, and I blinked a few times.

"I'll be right down," I answered and he left me.

Oh my god. How did that happen? He likes me, right? So what is gonna be now? Are we together? Are we a couple?

I sat down and rubbed my face, while putting back my clothes. I slowly walked downstairs, when I heard a familiar voice.

Sydney? What is she doing here?

She was talking with Delirious, but they were too far away for me to understand about what they were chatting. My friend looked at me and I stood next to him.

"Hi," she greeted me with smile. I was so confused.

"What are you doing here?" I asked and reflected my mood in my voice.

"Can we talk, please?" she asked and I nodded my head. I led her to the kitchen.

"In a private," she pointed to Delirious, who was frowning.

"I don't have any secrets, he's my best friend. You can talk." Sydney sighed.

"Fine... listen. I was thinking and I made terrible mistake. I shouldn't have left you, Evan. I'm so sorry about it. Let me fix that, let me be with you again."