Twenty Four

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I went home early as 6pm in the evening. The kids were playing at the living room so i managed to take a walk into the kitchen where i found Miller peeling an apple.



When he saw me, he just smiled.


"Good Evening." He said.


"Hi." I was a bit shy and nervous.

I saw him grinning at me. Then he nodded at me.



"Ill just check on the kids first. I missed them a lot, y'know." I said and turned my back until he responded,





"How about me? Did you missed me too?" He said.



I stopped and looked at him.


I smiled as he started walking into me smiling back too. When he was about to get my hand i kicked the door behind me and let him pull me in my waist. Next thing i knew, he already crashed his lips into mine.

He began stroking in my back while kissing me passionately, and so i close my eyes while responding back at his soft lips.

We keep digging in deeper when i put my hands into his shoulder, soon snaked around his neck pulling him for more.

He continued sucking at biting my tongue as he took me in my bum, carrying me into the table.


We suddenly stopped kissing and so i opened my eyes, saw his face so near my face, looking into my eyes then into my lips.



He started manipulating my system again when he continued kissing me, in my lips, in my chin, in my neck, in my jaw, and in my collar bones. I bit my lip throwing my head back as i feel his lips in my skin. Then, i feel him as he sucked my flesh sensually.


Then, he gets up and kissed my lips again.


We are in the middle of the heat when somebody rang the doorbell.

"Oh shit." He stopped. Then, i laughed.


"Go, get it first. We have a long night to do it better." I chuckled as i pinched his nose. He chuckled too as he walked into the door and getting into the main entrance door.


I went into my feet and fixed my hair and shirt. I smiled as i remember how he passionately touched me, kissed me and all.


Then, i saw a familiar girl in the door.



It was Amanda and she was cupping his face, kissing him torridly.


Wentworth's hands were on her waist, and it almost killed me.


I pulled a chair and sit gently. Then, i breathed out.



Then, i looked at them again.



They were basically laughing while hugging each other. I just facepalmed myself thinking about a thing.




Stop, Acid. You dont know what love is. You dont have the right to get jealous. You are just a girl in his house.




I closed my eyes shaking my head.




But then, its still triggering me and my heart.



And its hurting me.



Hurting me like someone was stabbing my heart.



I already told myself. Im not into him. Im not going to like him.



It was a pure lust right? It was just a sexual thing. Nothing more, nothing less.




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