I'M A MESS

Chapter Fourteen

Aaron's POV

 

'I want it all'.

 

The soft brush of my lips against his smooth skin was enough to make him stifle a moan as he bit his lower lip. I traced the underside of his leg as I lifted it up to my hip while the other followed on its own accord. He threaded his slender fingers amongst the thick locks of my hair and tilted his head upon the meeting of our lustful lips.  His tongue snaked its way into my mouth, penetrating it with a force that made me reevaluate his desire.

"Aaron..", he speaks my name in a trembling voice. "Aa...ron..."

I chuckled and touched my nose with his, "Just how much do you want this..?" His response was all I needed. It was all I needed to finally set my fantasies into a reality - to feel every inch of his body in my tongue, to feel him quiver at the very slither of my fingers, to torture him slowly in every way he craves, to make him stifle shouts of ecstasy against my mouth.

To finally own his very soul as he screams my name.

He finally traced his fingers to his own neck as if he were searching for a collar and tilts his head in an angle exposing his neck that desired the touch of a monster. His fingers trickled from his neck down to his veiled chest which he squeezed in a tight clench as he looked at me with eyes that asked for its owner's very ruin.

I gave myself a triumphant grin and pulled away from his embrace. Placing the palm of my hand on his forehead, I whispered, "You can't sleep with your lenses on".

"Hm?", he sat up and wobbled to the bathroom. After a brief while, he made his way back to the bed and immediately slept. I chuckled and gave him a subtle kiss on the forehead.

"Sweet dreams".

***

Well, that was anticlimactic, I thought the very moment of my wake.

I was back in my room and as I rolled comfortably, I realized I slept in the clothes I wore yesterday. 

Yesterday. 

I looked at the palm of my hand and remembered the look on Isaac's face the moment we were to do...it. Filled with frustration, I jumped down my bed and took off my black necktie and slowly unbuttoned my shirt. After tossing my garments into the laundry bin, I immediately made my way to the bathroom.

Turning the shower on, I couldn't help but remember the feel of him in my tongue. I chuckled to myself and thought, He's totally got me inside-out. Despite my desire to have every inch of him last night, I held myself back. I regained control of myself that time and thought it wouldn't be good if I rendered him unable to move up and about when we still have a couple of things to do for the last two days.

"Damn you, Isaac", I said with an embarrassed grin.

 ***

The sound of my shoes echoed throughout the halls as I made my way to the dining room. Taking a sharp curve, I bumped into someone.

"Oh, sorry", I apologized and looked at the person I bumped into. A pair of green eyes looked up at me. "Eleanor?"

"Oh, it's you, Aaron. I apologize", she bows her brunette head.

"Where are you headed to?", I looked at the small pile of clothes she held.

"I was going to give these clothes to your brother myself. Y'know, he sort of passed out last night", she giggles. "He even forgot to change. Oh and, don't tell him I told you. You do know he's sort of the 'cool' type and all". I chuckled with her.