Bound .

Chapter 5

||Stiles POV:||

Lydia's pale face and small water droplets sliding down her cheeks, gliding and dancing as if happy to be with such a beauty. Her cold eyes stared straight into mine, they were so mesmerizing. I couldn't look away.

I saw her eyes move down, so I followed her eyes. I knew where she was looking. "Lydia," I whispered softly, her head slowly lifted and her eyes were back in mine.

We both leaned in and kissed. Her lips tasted like sugar. Her tongue peeked inside my mouth, then locking with mine. We really got into it. I grabbed her and pushed her against my body, closer than ever. My hands slowly moved down from her back to her butt. Her warm, soft hands grabbed my head pushing my head closer to hers.

I pushed away, wanting a breath. Our foreheads leaned on one another. We stood face to face holding hands. Our eyes once locked to one another's again. "Stiles," she muttered. "What?" I said tiredly. "Let's take this somewhere else.." She said sexually and pulled the curtain back still holding my hand, leading me to my bedroom. She let go and hopped on my bed, still wet from the shower. "Well, aren't you going to join me?" She asked, staring at me...