Runaway ✧ w. stromberg

Your Heart Beats for Me

Chapter 16

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.:.Althea's POV.:.

We rounded the corner and in about five minutes we'd arrived at my condo. Wes turned the car off and pulled the keys from the ignition.

His eyes were set on the distance before a smile pulled the corners of his lips. He turned to me, settling in his seat. His hand snaked its way to mine, intertwining our finger. He brought it up to his warm lips, leaving aa kiss on the back.

"What?" I asked as he peered down at me.

He chuckled and exited the driver's seat, only to open the door for me. He walked me to the door, my hand in his once again.

I unlocked the door but was unable to push it fully open as Wesley had distracted me.

I turned to face him, as he took both my hands, encouraging them over his shoulders. HIs hands at my waist, he decreased the distance between our bodies.

My eyes met his, the moonlight escaping the cloudy sky.

Our noses brushed before his lips hovered over mine. Wes smiled, his sweet breath fanning me. He lowered his lips fervently into mine. He pulled me closer into him, no space between us as my front was up against his. I could feel his breathing become heavier, his heartbeat becoming erratic.

"I love how your heart beats like crazy. The fact that it's for me..." His low and raspy seductive voice sounded.

He slowed lured me into my room, continuing the kiss that had earlier been broken. I gently kicked the door shut, careful not to make a loud noise. We kicked our shoes off, slowly drifting closer to my room.

With breaking the kiss, he pulled off his jacket, and I attempted to help. He laughed as it fell to the floor before bringing his hands to cup my face gently.

I pulled away, laughing as I made my way to the dresser pulling out one of Wesley's t-shirts he'd left here. I padded down the carpeted floor and instantly shivered as my feet met the cold tile of the bathroom floor. I slipped from my jeans and pulled the crop top over my head, stripping from my previous clothing, immediately feeling relieved from the fitted clothing.

I realized I hadn't made an effort to shut the door when I should have.

Wes was stood at the door frame, his arms crossed over his chest as a sly smirk played across his lips. His eyes scanned me from head to toe, my cheeks tinging pink as I had changed in front of him.

"My shirts make you look extra sexy." He admitted, biting his lip. His eyes followed me as I sat on the edge of the bed. He settled next to me, the mattress shifting a bit.

He innocently took my hand, playing with my fingers before intertwining them. I glanced down giving a reassuring squeeze before meeting his gaze. His hand tangled into my hair as our lips met once again.

My hand lightly tugged at his locks earning a quiet moan from him. He smiled into my lips as he guided me to lay down onto the bed. He layed to my right, his weight making me lean onto him. His hand grazed my body, gently squeesing my thigh before slowly making its way to my back.

His hand snaked under the back of my bra, staying there. His hand sent tingles all over, like a shock of electricity had set my nerves afire.

I giggled as he cuddled close, his lips pressing to my forehead, to the tip of my nose, my jawline and then searching for the sweet spot on my neck. His lips ended at my collarbone, his tongue grazing the skin lightly before he blew at it, sending the sensation to chill me. His lips sucked and nipped at the sensitive skin, leaving a love bite. I couldn't help but let out a little moan as he kissed he spot carefully before meeting my lips once more.

His hand had left it's previous spot from just beneath the back of my bra, caressing the skin that covered my ribs. It continued until his finger traced the sensitive skin just above the lining of my underwear, right below my belly button.

His finger traced the skin once more, causing me to emit a giggle at the tingly sensation. His finger looped the top, exposing my hip bone.

My hand gently caught his wrist, encouraging his hand back up to my sides, the shirt slightly riding up, exposing my middle and lower half.. He chuckled at my hesitance, but knew right away.

I did like Wesley. Of course I did, but he knew I wouldn't go further unless I was ready. I was still unsure because of what happened and I was happy he respected that.

I trusted Wesley, I did.

But I wasn't ready.

As his hand traveled up my side, his lips kissed my jawline, my neck and left a lingering kiss at the middle of my chest, just below where the collarbones would meet in the middle. His breath fanned my skin. I hung my head, my hand tugging again at his hair, teasing him.

I brought my eyes to his, before leaning in to press my lips into his, when his phone interrupted our very heated moment. Before my lips met his in a kiss, he sighed in a seemingly disappointed huff prior to sitting up on the mattress. I propped myself up onto my elbows as I observed his actions.

He stood up, pressing the phone to his hear. As he spoke, I admired his presence. It was unlike anything I'd felt before, being with him.

He made me feel complete. Like nothing was missing.

I sat there, playing with the ends of my hair as I listened to the hushed conversations.

I glanced up, slightly curious as to who he'd been talking to. It seemed like he was trying to get rid of the called, but he failed to do so. I could see him peek from the corner of his eyes to see if I was listening. I pretended like I wasn't and sat up, distracting myself. When his gaze left my direction, I studied him again.

His jawline tensed and his free hand balled into a fist. Shortly after, he hung up. His demeanour had changed. The previously lustful and needy Wesley, was replaced with an aggravated and infuriated Wesley, whom I didn't recognize.

I got up, my hand catching grip or his forearm. He softened, my touch calming him from his previous state.

"Is everything alright?" I asked him, my concern obvious as he smiled weakly,

"I have to, uh, take care of somethings. Is it okay If I just see you tomorrow?" He said abruptly.

"Of course. I understand." I walked him to the door, handing him his jacket. He slipped his shoes on before pulling his jacket on.

"I'll see you tomorrow." I whispered, my hand on his shoulder. His hands rested at my lower back, just under the t-shirt, His thumbs moved back and forth caressing the skin. He pulled me up to press his lips needily into mine. Our lips moved together, but it was a different kiss. It wasn't like he kisses we've shared before.

It was like he was afraid of losing me.

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