The fire inside

Chapter 21

I felt Trent's arms around me and I smiled, my eyes still closed. I could feel the gentile, rhythmic rise and fall of his chest as he slept. He shifted slightly and hugged me a little. I felt so safe in his arms even though he was a sleep. I felt his breathing turn from slow and rhythmic to quick and shallow. His arms tightened around me considerably and he started mumbling.

"Ellie," he said then tightened his hold on me slightly. I stayed still and listened to him carefully. "Don't go," he whispered.

I felt my heart break a little. Why would he think that I was going to leave?

I listened for more but he was quiet for five minutes before I dared to move. I looked up at his sleeping face and kissed his cheek softly. His eyes fluttered then opened, revealing his amazing green eyes. His eyes met mine and he kissed me. I could feel his fear and relief in the way he kissed me. He moved away and looked back into my eyes.

"I love you," he whispered shakily.

"I love you too," I whispered back a little worried. "What were you dreaming about?"

I felt every muscle in his body tighten. "I'd rather not talk about it."

"Okay." I tangled my fingers in his hair and kissed him again. I must have shocked him because it took him a moment to return the kiss. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me as close as possible. His hands moved up and down my back as our lips moved in sync. My fingers tightened in his hair and he groaned, pressing his lips more firmly to mine. His hands moved lower and I gasped.

He pulled away and I noticed he was blushing. "I'm sorry," he said a little huskily.

"For what?" I looked at him a little confused but when he squeezed my butt I bit my lip. "Oh."

"Yeah." He went to move his hands and kissed my forehead.

"Don't move them," I whispered blushing. "Please."

Not a second later he had one hand on my butt and the other tangled in my hair, pressing our lips together and holding me to him. He moved me so I was straddling him and I felt my face burn hotter. His hands explored my body over my shirt and he bit my bottom lip softly. I let out a soft noise and his hands stilled, then he pulled away from me a little.

"Trent." My voice sounded airy and breathless.

"Ellie, we should stop." His hand moved up my back and the other rubbed my head. "I really don't want to but we should."

"Please don't," I begged. I pressed my lips to his and he responded immediately. His hands went back to exploring my torso. His hands found my breasts then he squeezed it softly, causing me to groan a little. His lips moved to my neck and he started kissing and nibbling it. I gripped his hair tighter and bit my lip. His fingers found my nipples and a soft moan escaped my lips. I heard Trent make a noise and his hands left my breasts. I whined in protest, sounding an awful lot like a pouting kid. Trent chuckled then took me off his lap and laid me down. I looked up at him and he was smirking down at me. His eyes ran over my body and I squirmed, a little uncomfortable with all the attention.

"Ellie," he said in a husky voice that sent chills straight to core.

"Trent." My voice sounded equally as husky as I looked into his eyes. I realized that he had no shirt on and I bit my lip. "You're hot." I couldn't stop the words from spilling from my mouth.

He chuckled and smirked at me. "I could say the same for you." He winked at me and I felt my face burn. His hands slid up the outside of my body lifting my shirt in the process. He stopped just under my breasts but slid his hands under caressing them softly and making my nipples hard. I closed my eyes enjoying the feel of his hands on my bare skin. "Can I take your shirt off?" he whispered and I nodded. He lifted me as he slid my shirt off then kissed me as he laid me back down. He kissed just above my heart then continued his assault on my breasts and nipples. Suddenly I felt pleasure shoot through me as he sucked one of my nipples into his mouth. I gasped then moaned as he continued to lick and suck the sensitive bud. My back arched and I got lost in pleasure.

All too soon it stopped. I opened my eyes slowly and looked up at him. His face was flushed and his green eyes, clouded with lust, were looking at me hungrily. We were both breathing hard and he looked like he was holding back.

"Trent?" His eyes went from roaming over me to my eyes. "What's wrong?"

"We need to do this another time." His voice was huskier than before and it just made me burn for him even more.

"Why?" I was confused until he pointed at my clock. "It's already 9?" I sat up, knowing my mother could come in at any second, and put my shirt on. Trent gave me one last heated kiss then went into the bathroom. I went to my closet and was going through my clothes when my mom knocked then peeked her head in.

"Good morning, Ellie," she said cheerfully. "Where's Trent?" She looked around my room.

"He's in the bathroom." I pulled out a blue sun dress and smiled.

"Ella, we have to talk," My mother said seriously.

I had a sinking feeling but didn't let my dread invade my voice. "About what?"

"Tommy."