Let's Play Pretend

XIII. I and Love and You

Night of Day Six 

I leaned against the door of my bedroom, pressing it shut with my body until I heard the click. Andrew stopped when he realized I wasn't following him. He smirked and made his way back over to the door. His eyes traveled up and down my body, lingering on my lips and coming to a rest on my eyes. He grabbed my hips and pulled me to him, forcing me press my body to his. I complied with a mischievious smile but kepy my hands fisted around the doorknob. 

He kissed my neck, biting slightly on he bottom of my ear. Without meaning to, I let slip a little moan. I was shocked at myself! Never, never have I had someone kiss me, to take control like this before. And never, ever have I reacted like that to kiss or a lovebite. 

The moan only pushed Andrew further. His hands move up a bit, easing under my T-shirt, thumbs brushing bare skin. A tremor went through my body and I released the doorknob. My breahting had become irregular and heavy. And, without realizing it, my eyes had fallen shut. I reached down and took hold of Andrew's shirt collar. I yanked him up so that his face was even with mine. I stared at him and he stared back for a moment before smiling and kissing me back. Hard. He grinded his hips into mine, somehow pulling us even closer if possible. 

I bit down on his bottom lip while he kissed me. A low moan, almost a growl, escaped from Andrew's throat. I smiled greedily againdt his mouth and continue to kiss him. I'd never kissed someone like this, never been kissed like this. As if, if we'd stopped kissing we'd whither away to nothing. We kissed as if we were drinking the life off of each other's thirsty lips. 

His hands continued to travel upwards (not as slowly as before but not too fast either) taking my shirt with him. His hands stopped at the bottom of my bra. My skin erupted into goosebumps as he curiously ran his thumbs along the bottom bar. And then he reached up to cup my breasts. I dug my nails into my fists to keep myself from letting a gasp surpass my lips. Andrew broke away from the kiss and moved down to press a kiss to the exact spot where my collar bones met. I closed my eyes and held his head in my hands, feeling the ticking of his hair between my fingers. 

He kissed down my neck and chest until my shirt proved an inconvienence. He pulled it up and over my head, dropping it on the floor beside us. I didn't feel exposed like I thought I would. Instead, I felt beautiful. 

I yanked on the hem of Andrew's shirt until he got the message and pulled it off. He dropped it on the  ground next to mine. We pressed our bodies together again. I marveled at how his skin felt against mine. I braced my hands on his biceps, digging my nails into his skin. He bent down without breaking the kiss and hoisted me up onto the counter. My legs wound themselves around his waist and he lifted me up again, carrying me over to the bed. 

I laughed as he dropped me onto the bed and he clumsily fell on top of me. He laughed too. And for a minute I almost forgot what we were doing besides laughing. But then he kissed me again and reached underneath me to unhook my bra. He stared at me for a fleeting second. Then he came back down on my neck and mumbled one word into my skin. 

"Beautiful." 

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Beginning of Day Seven 

I woke up in a pool of light, feeling sun kissed and on top of the world. I smiled and stretched above my head, hitting my hand lightly on the head board. I turned towards Andrew. He was cloaked with the sun streaming in through the window. It glistened on his hair and illuminated his tanned skin. He was turned away from me, he legs kicked out and peeking out from under the blankets. I stared at his back and traced a finger along the muscles that were etched across his back. Goosebumps came up on his skin and he shivered under my touch. I giggled and pressed myself into his back. He rolled his shoulders back against me and I sighed. For a moment, everything seemed okay.