Invisible

Chapter 65

I woke up with strong arms wrapped up in my waist. My head was falling and rising, making me realize that I used my boyfriend's chest as a human pillow again. I tried to get out of the bed without waking him up and miraculously succeeded. I probably worn him out last night, considering the things we've done.

I removed the blanket from my body and picked out every single of my clothing from the floor. Leave it to us to trash the room with our clothes last night, that is.

Every single memory of the happenings last night crept in my mind, making me smile.

It only took us some couple of seconds before getting our lips connected again. We were lucky enough that the door has its automatic type of hinges, so it closed on its own. Although Darren took me completely out of my sanity when he kissed me too passionately, I got the time to lock the door.

It was crazy how we made it to his bedroom while kissing, it was insane. He didn't even bother to turn the lights on when we got ourselves on the bed, our hormones on their wake. Seconds after, we were completely bare, no clothes, no coverings on both of our bodies.

"I missed seeing you wholly," Darren breathes when he eyes my laying form on the bed, "I miss touching you..."

He hovers above me and kisses every inch of me, not missing a spot. My hands found their rightful places at his hair. I was too lost at the moment. We were both lost in each other's presences. Darren rolls a protection on him and gets himself above me again, kissing me in the lips tenderly.

"I love you," he says before getting into me then groans when all his length filled me.

"I love you," I respond and clenched my fists on the sheets below me and got my eyes roll behind, the pleasure of him taking my sanity away, together in the moment when he took me to a place where he and I are the only ones existing taking over my senses.

That was all it takes before getting into the best part of the night.

I stood from the bed and pulled my messy hair to a bun. My feet dragged me to his kitchen and I was grateful enough that his fridge has some few leftovers that would be decent enough to eat. I powered the microwave and put the foods in and made myself some coffee.

There were footsteps from behind me and it only took it some matter of seconds before having strong arms wrapped around me. I smiled as I patted my hand on his and leaned behind to see his face.

"Good morning, babe," he says and my heart flutters at the endearment.

"Morning," I said and kissed his cheek. "I was heating up some foods in the microwave for breakfast since you don't have any more groceries left." My hand found its way to his hair, caressing the silky strands. "You want some coffee?"

He nods and let go of me but not before slapping my bum again. "Sorry, can't help it," he shrugs when I gave him a glare. "Your booty was tempting; it was drawing me in,"

I shook my head in amusement as I took a mug from his cabinet to make him some coffee. "How does grocery shopping together sounds to you?" I offered. "I ran out of Nutella coz my friends finished it off and I cannot survive without that spread."

He laughs. "Nutella eh?" he asked, "Too much for the girl who acts like the badass of the band." He comments and when I look at him, he was shaking his head while chuckling. "Anyway, sure, I think I should load those drawers with foods, JK always gets in here and finishes them."

"Doesn't he have his own?" I asked.

"He likes it here, as he says it," he shrugs. "He just won't admit that my room is cleaner that his room."