CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE: THE RUNNING
Shock is the initial feeling that pops up in my brain. Yes, I wanted him to touch me, yes I wanted to feel his soft skin against mine, but I never thought he would kiss me. I never realized until now how much I really wanted to kiss him; I never realized that I've been craving his touch since the moment we almost kissed 3 weeks ago.
When realization kicks in, and the shock disappears, my heartbeat begins to quicken and enormous tingles erupt all over my body. His red lips are so much softer than I expected them to be and they feel so good pressed onto mine. The feeling of his lips on mine makes my knees weak and makes my head spin so fast that I think I might faint.
I fist his shirt with my hand and pull him closer to me, to the closest he can be. I don't know whether I do it because I don't want this kiss to end or because I need to hold on to him for dear life but I do know that I love the feeling of having him this close to me.
Aaron, taking my gesture as an invitation, moves his lips quicker against mine, deepening the kiss and I swear all of my insides turn into jelly. No one has ever had this much power over my emotions; it scares me and excites me at the same time. These feelings are all new to me and I fear that I might be liking them too much.
The kiss intensifies when Aaron moves his hands from my cheek and neck to my hair. An uncontrollable moan leaves my mouth and makes him move his lips even faster with mine.
I swear if this kiss gets any more intense I'm going to pass out.
As Aaron's hands roam through my hair, I let go of his shirt and move my hands under it and on his strong muscular bare back. His muscles tense under my hands and a moan escapes from his mouth. The fact that my touch affects him as much as he affects me satisfies me in more ways than it should. He tugs a little bit harder on my hair and sucks in my bottom lip, making thousands of fireworks erupt in my body at the same time. Why does something so wrong have to feel so right?
After a few seconds of this, we break our kiss to provide our lungs with some much-needed air.
Aaron's eyes bore intensely into mine with a look of surprise and desire. The frustration and anger from a few minutes ago is all gone. I'd be lying if I said that doesn't make me a little happy.
"Fuck Adria", he breathes out, his voice filled with lust. Butterflies erupt in my stomach at his words. Who knew Aaron Lucas had this much effect on my body. Kissing him back was not a good idea because now, I want more, way more.
Before I even have the time to think about answering to Aaron he slams his lips onto mine once again. This time though instead of feeling shock, I feel heat making its way all over my body, I feel my entire body urging me to touch him as if he is some kind of drug I am dependent on.
Releasing my hair, Aaron trails his hands down my body and grabs my thighs, lifting me off the ground, his lips never leaving mine. I wrap my legs around his body and place my hands on his lower neck all while deepening the kiss.
Aaron moves away from the wall we were leaning on and makes his way to what I think is the bed. He gently places me on it and climbs over my body, moving his hands from my thighs to the curve of my hips.
His lips leave mine only to move them to neck, which makes an involuntary moan leave my mouth. His soft lips make the gentle skin of my neck heat up with pleasure. His lips leave a trail of kisses from my neck to my collarbone before lifting up his head to meet his eyes with mine.
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