Ross' POV: [this is a bit of a twist hah]
I still cannot believe that she told me she loved me. Tatum Aubrey Prescott loves me. At that exact moment, so many emotions took over my body. Happiness, joyfulness, excitement, and many others. She makes me feel like I'm on fire, but in a good way. She makes me yearn for her inside. She makes my breath I uneven, and my knees weak.
I can't explain the love I have for this girl. I can't express it to her enough. She makes me crazy. When she said she loved me, I could swear I was crying inside. My muscles tensed and I lost all feeling in my legs. My body shook as I got goosebumps. She loves me, she loves me, she loves me. That just replayed through my mind.
She looked at me as we cuddled all warm and cozy curled up in the living room of my house. Tatum's dad doesn't have any idea about our relationship yet, and we are already at the 'I love you' stage. I feel so horrible about him not knowing, but I don't want him to tear us apart. I don't want Tatum out of my life. Not now, not ever.
One of my biggest issues though is that I sometimes forget that Tatum is fourteen. Whatever she does, I just want to throw her on my bed and make sweet sweet love to her. My past girlfriend was eighteen, so I could do that any time I wanted. Which, I now regret because she cheated on me and broke my heart. But anyways, everything Tatum does is so hot and sexy, but at the same time it's sweet and innocent too. It makes me hard.. And I can't help it!! But she doesn't want me to see any part of her body. Which I don't understand because she is absolutely perfect. And I'm sure when I see all of her I'll just fall in love all over again.
"Tatum.." I stuffed my face in the crook of her neck. She giggled a bit and kissed my hair.
"Yes baby?" She chirped, smiling ever so brightly. I had to crack a smile, of course. My girl was smiling, so I have to too.
I worked up the courage and braced myself for the reaction to ask my next question. "When can I see all of you?"
Her face went pale. She bit her lip and her pupils were huge. Her reaction was and wasn't what I was expecting.
"When can I make love to the woman I love? When can I show you how much I love you?"
"Ross our relationship just started four months ago! And you already want me to get in bed with you? Are you serious? Are you using me or something?" She snapped at me, which I didn't appreciate but I will forgive her.
"No babe. I'm not using you, I swear. I just want you to know how much I love you.." I whimpered.
I'm a grown man, why am I whimpering? I felt my lip quivering. What is going on with me? I saw Tatum's eyes soften and her muscles loosen a bit. She frowned when she saw my helpless expression.
She sighed and wrapped her small arms gently around me, rubbing my back soothingly.
"Ross," she started. "I'm sorry, it's just, you know how I feel about my body. I'm just not ready to let you see all of me. I'll panic."
I nodded, knowing how she feels. "Tatum you are perfect. I don't know how many times I have to tell you. But I understand if you're not ready yet. I'll wait for you."
"Well.." She trailed off, smirking.
Just that little smirk made me want to rip all of her clothes off and pleasure her like no one ever has before.
I waited for her to finish what she was saying, but she just stood there smirking at me, and playing with the hem of the bottom of her shirt.
"Well what?" I yelled a bit.
"Well I didn't say you couldn't see some parts of me.." She trailed off again. I could just see her confidence building higher as I told her how amazing and perfect she was.
But my eyes widened as she pulled up her shirt a bit to show her belly button. I bit my lip and walked over to her, grabbing her hips.
I kissed her soft, pink, plump lips and pulled her closer to me. I felt her arch her back, so I took the chance to place a hand on her butt and give a squeeze. She giggled into the kiss. Not the reaction I was hoping for but it didn't phase me. So I tried a different approach. I gently bit her bottom lip. But she pulled away from me.
"Ouch," she touched her lip. "Is it bleeding?" She asked, showing me. I shook my head and pulled her back to me, placing my lips back on hers.
I put my hands on her butt once again, squeezing. She laughed again and put her hands on my butt instead. She giggled and squeezed my butt like I did hers.
I moaned.
She looked at me, just a bit confused. I put on a somewhat guilty face and shrugged. I picked her up and later her on the couch.
"Take off only what makes you comfortable, baby," I whispered to her. She nodded, and slowly began pulling up her shirt.
Good thing everyone is out right now. They all trust me and Tatum because they know that she is too innocent to do anything naughty with me. Well, that's what they think.
After my girlfriend pulled off her pants, I stared at her in awe. She's absolutely gorgeous, and I don't know how she doesn't see that. I smiled and began sucking and leaving kisses other neck and collar bones.
"Mm Ross that feels good," she said. I could tell she was holding in some moans, but she didn't know what they were. That's what held her back.
I trailed my light kisses down to her boobs. I could only kiss the tops of them, since she decided to keep her bra on. So I went down further after that, kissing her stomach. I kisses the top lining of her sexy underwear, and that's when her breath began to get uneasy. I didn't stop thought. She never asked me to.
So I brought my kisses down onto her thighs. Mm, I loved them. I kissed the insides of them as well. And well, when I spread her legs and began kissing her bikini line, that's when she got scared.
"Ross!!" She screamed, letting a tear fall. I immediately stopped my actions and pulled her close to me, hugging her. She hugged me back, calming herself.
"I-I'm sorry. You were just s-so close to my.." She stopped. I nodded, letting her know I knew what she meant.
"I'm sorry, Tatum. Let's get your clothes back on, love."
She nodded. "That would probably be best."
It kind of bothered me that she didn't trust me like that. But I was fine. No matter what she'll always be mine.
I don't care if we have boundaries.
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q ; to tatum ; if you never fell for ross, but became best friends with him, would you have fell for rocky? or maybe even ryland ?
a ; well, I don't think so. rocky is older thank me, and he has a girlfriend anyways. I guess if I never fell for ross, I wouldn't be dating a lynch. but I don't ever want to think of a day without being with him.
