mine.

5

Pauls pov

we arrived at the cave and there was a skeptical look on brookes perfect face.

"this is where you live" she asked quizzically.

"yeah, it looks nicer inside, c'mon I'll show you" i said as she grasped my hand.

we walked up the flight of stairs together, she remained close by my side, never leaving.

which is good, of course i don't mind.

we were now inside where the boys waited patiently.

"brooke, these are my brothers. david, dwayne, and marko."

"biological?" she inquired with a confused look.

"no, we're just extremely close" dwayne cut in.

"so, you're brooke? we've heard alot about you. paul dreams about you and won't stop talking of you. you've really made quite the impression" david said with a thumbs up.

dick.

she was blushing now, which was always cute.

i lead her over to the couches where they all were sitting. i pulled her into my lap, i knew the guys wouldn't do anything, but i couldn't be too sure.

"you all seem nice, it's good to meet you" she said with a smile. jesus it's cute as fuck when she smiles.

Brookes pov

"we're just happy you make pauly happy" marko taunted.

"oh you're going down for that" paul slid me off of his lap and went over to marko with hate in his eyes.

"come get me ya lil bitch" marko taunted, again.

the other boys looked amused as they fought each other off.

"dang chill out ladies" i joked

their heads snapped right over to me.

"ladies?" they mused in unison getting up off each other.

slowly, they made their way over to me.

i saw the look in their eyes and the evil smiles they tried to hide. i attempted to run, but wound up right between Paul and a wall. paul cornered me against the wall, pinning me with both hands on my waist.

"ladies?" he questioned, our noses touching.

"that's what i said" i whispered with a grin.

"oh lord i love her, she's got moxy" david cut in.

paul leaned into my ear

"and why would you say that" he whispered into my ear

"maybe the hair" i replied sheepishly

honestly i was scared at this point, he kept leaning closer, squeezing me more against the wall.

"you monster" he said jokingly

holding me in the position, he roughly kissed me. and this was no short kiss. this was heated. his hands glided up and down my body. i hadn't noticed the boys were still there until they began to cat call.

he pulled away, stared into my eyes then leaned back into my ear

"you know i can make you feel better than any lady" he whispered with a smug smile plastered on his face.

"damnn it's getting hot in here" marko yelled dramatically.

he let me go, then wrapped his arm around my waist. we walked back over to the couches and sat down.

once again, he pulled me in his lap to where i was straddling him. his face was right in front of mine, my legs parted on either side of his thighs, his hands still on my waist.

of course he's still staring at me. the silence was uncomfortable. i felt as if they were all staring at me.

timidly, i put my head on pauls shoulder, trying to hide myself from the others. he chuckled at my reaction and pulled my face to his, again staring in my eyes.

i looked around and the boys were gone. how'd they leave so fast?

"where'd they go..?

"bed, they got tired"

"so.. what happens now" i asked returning the stare that he held on my eyes.

he gripped my waste tighter, impossibly pulling me closer.

"tell me, does this make you feel uncomfortable" he whispered in to my ear lightly.

i shivered at the feel of his breath on my ear.

"no. it doesn't"

"are you sure" this time, his breath reached my neck, sending more shivers my way.

"yes" i said looking him straight in the eye.

"so you don't mind if i get closer?"

"is that even possible?"

"it can be managed" he said removing his hands from my waist and placing them on my thighs. sliding me closer to him.

we were chest to chest at this point. with his hands placed on my waist, he looked back up at me.

"how about now"

"im not afraid of you"

"you really should be doll face"

with that, he pressed his lips against mine, moving them together in perfect sync.

"well im not, i like being this close to you"

did i really just say that? c'mon brooke!

he chuckled slightly, grabbing my chin and forcing me to look at him.

at this point, it was crazy how much i was blushing.

"it's cute when you do that"

"d-do what"

"blush. you're almost as red as an apple"

"shut up" i said moving my head out of his grasp.

he suddenly flipped me over on my back side, getting on top of me on the couch.

"are you scared yet" he asked pinning my hands above my head.

"no. im not going to be scared of you".

"ouu baby girl". he muttered inching his face closer to mine.

we sat there for what seemed forever. just like that. hands pinned above my head and an amazing man right above me.

"paul, im not scared. im not going to be scared. so stop trying."

those words held in the air until i caught him by surprise and flipped over so i was on top.

he didn't seem to be affected. he put his hands on my waist, yet again. i leaned in close to his face and put my hands on his cheeks.

"you look even better sitting there" he said lifting one hand to tuck hair behind my ear.

i gazed into his eyes then at his lips.

i leaned down further and kissed him. he returned the favor, which continued for several moments until i pulled away. out of breath.

he pulled me back to him and laid me against his chest. putting both arms around me, we were now side by side.  i buried my head on his chest, which was very comfortable.

i started to drift into sleep, hearing his last words of that glorious night.

"i want this forever" when he said that, i was fast asleep.

whatever happened in the last two days made me crave him.