LOVELESS

Chapter - 8

Steve~

"I just.....I want to see you again." Her words echo in his ears which makes his heart clench.

If only you knew, Natasha. He thought, feeling a little sad.

But he could not do this. He could not hurt her again. He keeps on leading her on and he hates himself for that too. But, he could not just help it.

Because you are irresistible. He thought as he was met with Natasha's big green orbs which were filled with hope.

But he knew that he could not hurt her again. So he did the best thing that he could do for her again. Letting her go.

Suddenly, he sits up and slowly pulls his hands away from hers, which is also very hard for him. Frowning a little, Natasha shoots him a questioning look as to why he suddenly pulls away from her.

"You're right. We can't do this." He says, his voice turning cold as he stood up suddenly.

Feeling low and dejected, Natasha feels her eyes getting teary because of Steve's confusing act.

Sometimes, he act like he cares about her whereas sometimes, he acts like he didn't care at all. She cannot understand his complicated nature.

"I need to go." He mutters and left her.

After making sure that Steve can no longer see her, Natasha burst out crying. It just hurts so much. She feels like her whole world is crumbling down into pieces once again.

Why did I always go back to you, Steve? She asks herself. And he always hurt her in return.
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Luckily for her, the filming was cut short as Steve says that he needs some break that day. No one dare to oppose the Hollywood prince so they agreed with him.

She also needs a break from him as well.

Once she reaches her hotel room, she quickly changed into a more comfortable shirt and put on a short. Then, she just lays on the bed feeling depressed and slowly, her eyes begin to give up and she slowly drifted off to sleep.

A knock on the door startle her as she sits up on the bed abruptly.

Not even bothering to check herself in the mirror, she groggily stands up and walks to her door with her messy hair.

A gasp escapes her lips once she saw a concerned looking Steve in front of her door.

She can't help but check him out. His gorgeous face, his well-defined abs and muscles which can poke from his tight t-shirt and his dark jeans which makes his legs look longer than it already is.

He sure looks like a Greek god. She thought as her mouth hang open.

"You okay, Natahsa?" His smooth voice makes her snap out of her thoughts.

Her face turned crimson red as she knew that Steve saw her shamelessly checking him out and drooling over his body.

But he didn't make any further comment about it though. He wants so badly to tease her about it like he always did, but he knew better not to lead her on again.

"I-I....uh, yeah." She stutters, suddenly getting conscious about how she looks.

Looking down at herself, she simply wore a big white shirt and a short. She also knew that her hair would be facing all directions as she didn't bother combing it before opening the door.

Mentally cursing in her head, she bites her lips in embarrassment. Why did you have to be here while I am such a mess? She thought.

But what she didn't know is that Steve actually finds her beautiful this way.

To him, her messy hair makes her look sexier and those oh sexy long legs, he didn't want to think further about what he wants to do with those legs. He could also see her bra which is holding those soft and velvety breasts through her big white t-shirt.

"What are you doing here, Steve?" She questions, raising her eyebrows at him.

He suddenly snaps back into reality once he heard her melodious voice.

Dammit! I really need to get laid soon. He thought as he was filled with many thoughts which are not so innocent.

So, he forced himself to look only at her face and not her body which is a very hard thing for him as he could never keep his hands off of her even when they dated 15 years ago.

"I can't even visit my neighbour?" He asks, trying to have a friendly conversation with her.

Furrowing her eyebrows, Natasha looks like she had no clue as to what he is referring himself. "My what?" She asks, scrunching her nose.

He playfully rolls her eyes at her. "You know, I will stay next to your hotel room during the filming. So basically, I am your neighbour." He explains, making Natasha chuckle.

"Alright, neighbour. What brings you here?" She questions, sounding very cheerful.

Steve smiles at her newfound happiness and he can't help but go along with his heart just once. He knew that it was him who brings joy and happiness to her. Only him can put a wide smile on her beautiful face.

The t-shirt was a proof. It used to be his favourite t-shirt before he gives it to Natasha when he took her innocence.

Just for tonight. Only tonight, I will be her Steve. He thought to himself as he could no longer resist her.

Then, he did the unexpected. He leans into her and slams his warm lips on hers. He had been dying to do this for so long. He had waited 15 fucking years to feel her warmth again and he can no longer contain it.

He wants her. Every single piece of her.

Natasha was caught offguard by Steve's sudden action. But she can't help her desire either. She finds herself kissing him back with the same eagerness.

Steve pulls away a little, becoming a little self conscious. He really needs to stay away from her.

"I- uh, Natasha, I just wanted to apologize for today. Sorry for leaving you there like that. I just......." But he was cut off by Natasha's soft plump lips on his.

He no longer have the heart to pull away from her. She's irresistible.

Fuck the rules. Steve thought as he kissed her back, pouring all his passion in the kiss.

Natasha could not believe what she was doing either. But she just couldn't help it. She wants him. She wants to be in the arms of Steve again just like the old times.

She didn't stop him when she feels his hands travelling under her shirt as he grabs her firm breasts. She lets out a soft moan which makes him grunt.

He pushed her into her room and closes the door behind them.

"Nice shirt, love." He huskily whispers in her ears, sending shivers down her spine.

She knew that he noticed it. It used to be his favourite shirt and he gave it to her on that morning. That morning when she no longer was an innocent.

She blushes on hearing him. "But you wouldn't need it anymore." He whispers in her ears as he swiftly lift it up and throw it across the room.

Then, his lips suddenly slams on hers and it never left hers for the whole night as he makes sweet love to her.