Secrets (COMPLETED)

Forgive Me

I got out of the shower first, but by the time I was finished wrapping a towel around me, Ethan was standing right next to me. I walked to my bedroom while he was turning off the faucet. As I was drying myself off, he stepped into the room with a towel hanging loosely around his waist. I looked away before I let my mind wonder to wild thoughts about him. I wrapped the towel back around me to walk back to the bathroom to get my phone.

I was about to pause the song that was playing, but Ethan stopped me before I could. I looked at him with questionable eyes waiting for him to explain his random outburst.

"Keep the song," he told me.

"Why?"

"Just, just because I want to show you how sorry I am, and this is the perfect song to do it to," he explained.

I looked at him up and down before un pausing Me and Your Mama by Childish Gambino. I decided to not ask him anymore questions as I wanted to regain my trust towards him again, and this is one way to do it. He waited for me to put my phone down to instruct me to lay on the bed. I wrapped my towel tighter around me before laying myself on my soft sheets. I folded my hands over my abdomen waiting for him to show me his fullest regret.

I could tell he was nervous doing what he was about to do by the way his eyes shifted from my eyes to my body. Finally, he hovered over me making my breathing slowly pick up in nervousness. He looked into my eyes as I stared back into his, and I could feel the connection restore between the two of us. My eyes bounced from his eyes to his lips I haven't felt against mine for what felt like ages when it was only a few days.

He lowered his lips to my skin, yet never touched me. I turned my head to the side as my breath began to get slightly faster at the feeling of his lips against me. It felt like the first time he ever kissed me, yet different since his lips rested on my exposed neck. He made sure to kiss all around my neck before his lips went any lower. He gave me soft kisses all over my chest before that went lower to where my towel covered.

His eyes flickered up to look into mine, and just like the first time he asked for my permission.
"May I?" He asked tugging on the towel.

I nodded my head before saying yes. His hand grabbed the top of the towel to unfold, and once my front was exposed, he used his other hand to flip me onto my stomach to remove the wet towel completely. He moved my hair to the side before his stomach pressed against my back. I shivered when his lips placed a kiss on the back of my neck.
Goosebumps surfaced on my skin once I felt his hands pressed against me, yet a sense of relief spread throughout my mind. I missed the feeling of his hands being there. Despite everything that's been happening, this hands are the only familiar and safe place I feel.

He continued to softly kiss every inch of the back of my body even my ass which slightly made me laugh. When he was done kissing my back side, he flipped me over to my front side. He took my hands in his to press small kisses from the tip on my fingers to the top of my shoulder on both arms. He continued where he left off on my front side. His hands slowly trailed back down to my hips to tenderly hold his hands there. He gave me light kisses until he got to my boobs, and that's when he looked into my eyes. I slightly shifted under his intense yet loving stare, but he held me in place with his hands on my hips. He looked into my eyes as he softly pressed his lips against my boobs. He kissed all around them until he got to my very hard and pointed nipples.

I tucked my bottom lip in between my teeth when he ran his tongue over them before pressing a kiss there. As he continued to kiss down my body, I rose my arms to let my hands sink into his hair and let my fingers run through it. I could feel the stress leave his body once I did this. My breath hitched once he got to the lower half of my body. Before he could go straight towards my womanhood, he kissed down my legs first. I wanted to say he was teasing me, but I think it was more to it than that. I think he wanted to kiss and worship every inch of the body to connect to the mind that controls it. The mind he took advantage of. The mind he fell in love with. The mind that is trying to forgive him. The mind that is healing, and like every scar or bruise that is created on you it needs a kiss to heal it. Like a mother would to her child.