His lips were on mine before I could protest or object. I couldn't resist at this point. His breath tasted of wine, but it didn't bother me considering mine was probably just as gross. His facial hair took some time to get used to, but it was bearable. He left a trail of fire everywhere that his lips touched and I was honestly shocked that this was in him. Then again, I was even shocked I was still standing at this point. A million words could not describe how I felt at that moment. I went from feeling doubtful and cautious, to reckless and wanting more each minute that passed. Something about him just made me feel so alive and want to do things I never would have thought of in a hundred years. He changed me and I was unsure if it was for the better or worse.
For now, the present was looking pretty great. Despite what he's said in the past, his hands were not so much stubby as he'd like you to think. They stayed put on my hips thankfully but his lips were getting himself into trouble. Once they were on my neck and jaw, I was pretty much done for and I was sure he knew it. I really couldn't handle it though. It was too fast and too soon. I sighed accidentally and that was apparently his cue to continue. He found my weakness. As if my heart could keep up with this. Well, I did ask for romance didn't I? I certainly got what I asked for. And he claimed he wasn't romantic? Well goodness gracious what else was he not telling me? This very moment proved him wrong in every sense. Where had he been my whole life?
This was the kind of thing I could only imagine in dreams and in books. I had missed out on a whole life and now I knew what I had been missing. He was a reality I didn't want to let go as cheesy as that sounds. He genuinely cared about me and that was something I didn't want to forget. His kindness and hospitality was something you see once in a lifetime. A few more minutes went by and we finally parted to take a breather. We didn't even have to speak and that was beautiful to me. It was a silence I could enjoy without it being awkward. For now anyway. He was mine and I was his. For the time being anyhow. Fire burned in his eyes and I could sense it wasn't just an intense desire for something more.
I walked out of the pool slowly, trying to avoid looking at the lust that lay in his eyes. Just the mere thought made me blush. I grabbed a towel from one of the hangers and tried to dry myself off as best I could. I picked up my clothes but not without watching Jordan from where I stood. It was like everything was in slow motion. He pulled himself out of the pool with ease and grace, his muscles tensing, flexing, pulling and working together to lift him up. It really was a beautiful thing to watch. Thoughts of the beach came flooding back into my mind and how that brief thought of seeing him without clothes could become a reality. Oh whatever. Now that's just crazy talk. You would think after how many years and how often I've watched romance movies I should be used to this. Experiencing it in person and watching it on the big screen were two completely different things however.
After blowing out all of the candles and turning off the fairy lights, we walked back inside. Once my feet touched the cold tile, I shivered. It was much cooler in here than I thought. Then again I was wearing more clothing when I first arrived. My heart just started to calm down enough for me to take a few deep breaths. The silence was just now starting to get weird, but what was I supposed to say? I knew what he wanted. Was it what I wanted though? I knew full well what this night could amount to and I was unwilling to admit it to myself. Was I ready? What if he was disappointed? I doubted I was the first or last to experience these kinds of emotions. All of these doubts were troubling my mind and it was really starting to ruin my romantic evening. Ugh, why can't I just program my brain to shut these doubts down?
***Sorry this is a short chapter...I figured this was a good place to stop. I hope you're liking it so far! I know I keep saying it haha. It's great to hear good feedback on something I've worked on for so long. Your feedback is much appreciated and I look forward to continue writing for you.***
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Happiness Unending
FanfictionI always seemed to have the worst luck when it came to pretty much everything in my life up until I moved to Los Angeles. Everything seemed to fall into place and I knew then that this was the best decision I could have made. But like all good thing...
