I packed up our stuff and a few minutes later, Daniel returned with a worried look on his face.
"Everything alright?" I asked
"Yeah.. Yeah it's nothing. It's fine. You ready to go?"
"Yup." I said.
We left the building and got into his truck.
"Listen, I'm a little tired, as you can imagine, so instead of going somewhere to eat, how about we pick up a pizza and watch a movie at my place?." He suggested.
"Sounds perfect." I replied. We did exactly as he suggested and picked up a pizza before going to his.
"What do you want to watch?" He asked as we walked into his room.
"I dont know. Something scary." I said, taking off my shoes and sitting down on his bed.
"How about Stephen King's It?" He suggested.
"I havnt see that for years." I said. "But we should eat first then watch it. I don't want to jump at the movie and choke to death."
"Good point." He agreed.
30 minutes later we were done with our pizza and he put the movie on. I sat back on the bed, leaning against the wall behind it.
"Light on or lights off?" He asked.
"It's a scary movie - they have to be off." I said. He turned off the lights and picked up a blanket from the other side of the room, before sitting down next to me on the bed and throwing the blanket over us. I pulled it up to under my chin as I was cold.
"You cold?" He asked.
"A little."
"Here." He lifted his arm and put it around me, pulling me into his warm body. His fingertips were tracing circles on my bare shoulders making it very difficult to concentrate on the movie.
A few minutes later I felt his breath against my ear and I knew that he was looking at me. Part of me was frozen on the spot and I couldn't turn my head to look at him. His breath was getting closer and closer until I felt the delicate touch of his lips on my ear.
My eyes closed involuntarily and I took a sharp intake of breath. His lips slowly moved and made contact a few millimetres away from my ear. Then another few millimetres, then another. My head leaned into each kiss and I subconsciously licked my lips as his were slowly making their way across my face.
Just as I felt that I couldn't take it any longer, his hand reached up; cupping the side of my face and turning it towards him, allowing his lips to make contact with mine.
The explosions making their way through my body were like nothing I had ever felt before. His lips were soft and delicate; kissing me like they were afraid I was going to break. But I wasn't - and I wanted him to know that.
I pushed my lips into his, deepening the kiss and he groaned in surprise. His tongue met mine and my breath hitched. His other hand made its way to the back of my neck and held me to him as he laid back onto the bed; pulling me on top of him.
His mouth found its way back to my ear, then my neck and I couldn't help but moan. I felt him smiling into my neck; knowing he was making me do that.
My only other sexual experience was with Todd, but the way Daniel was making me feel right now, just by kissing me, was already far more incredible than Todd ever made me feel - and we went all the way!
His lips met mine again and my hands held on to the side of his face as if letting go would make him, and the feelings he was giving me, disappear.
Feeling his lips move perfectly in sync with mine was far greater than I had imagined. His mouth tasted like heaven and I didn't want to stop tasting it.
But I knew where this was heading. If we didn't stop now, I don't think either one of us would be able to stop at all.
I removed my mouth from his and looked down at him.
"I'm sorry." I whispered "Its just I havnt... uh... Since..." He lifted his hand to slide my hair behind my ear, before lifting his head and placing the most gentle kiss on my lips.
"You have nothing to apologise for." He said, reassuring me.
"It's not that I don't want to, it's just the last time I..."
"Sweetpea, you don't need to explain anything." He smiled that glorious smile of his and I knew that he meant what he said.
I lifted myself off him and he lifted his arm up, gesturing me cuddle into him and i did. He kissed the top of my head as my arm slid across his waist, with my fingers playing with his.
"So now that we finally did that, can I tell you something?" I asked.
"Wait, what do you mean 'finally'?"
"Are you kidding? I've been waiting for you to make a move ever since the night Rory got shot." I told him.
"Interesting." He said.
"What does that mean?" I asked.
"I've wanted to kiss you since that night I had to get you to help me with the cuts on my back." He told me honestly.
"Really?"
"Yeah. But anyway, what was it that you wanted to tell me?"
"Oh just that tonight at the club, when you were in the ring, all sweaty and blood on your face.. It was hot as hell!" I admitted. He let out a laugh, and turned his head to face me.
"You think that look was hot?" He asked.
"Uh-huh." I nodded.
"Good to know he said." Smiling, before it turned into a yawn, which made me then yawn.
"I should go and let you get some rest." I said getting up. I didn't get far because he pulled me back down to him.
"You can stay, if you'd like." He said. "I mean, just to sleep, nothing else. Well, maybe some kissing. Okay definitely some kissing and-" I pushed my lips to his and they moved together for a moment before pulling away.
"If I stay will you stop talking?" I smirked.
"I guess." He said, smiling.
"Deal. But you're going to have to give me something to sleep in." I said. With lightning speed he removed the tshirt he was wearing and handed it to me.
I removed my top and put his tshirt on, not really caring if he saw my bra. I knew he had though because when I looked back at him, his eyes were still on my, now covered, chest.
"Eyes up here, Tattoo Boy." I said and he pretended to pout.
I rolled my eyes and got myself out from the blanket and underneath his covers. I brought my hands underneath and removed my jeans; throwing them to the floor. Daniel did the same thing, before getting underneath the convers himself.
"Turn around." He said and I did as he asked. He moved closer to me and wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me into him.
There was something so safe about being I'm his arms. I felt like everything would be okay.
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The Carter Family Screw Up [Carter Brothers - Book 2]
Teen Fiction[Book 2 in the Carter Family Series] Maggie, 18, is sent to live with her aunt and uncle while her parents are volunteering abroad. Daniel, 18, lives next door, and is the screw up of his family - or so he believes. With many rumors surrounding hi...