The Dating Game

Chapter 39: Interruptions, Tension, And Torture

Haylee's Point of View

My ear was pressed lightly against Louis' chest, his heartbeat slow and melodic. His fingers trailed lightly down my back, tickling my spine, the pads of his fingers warm on my skin. The covers of his bed were sprawled wildly on top of us, the sheets in complete disarray after our actions only a few moments ago.

I was beyond pleased after what just happened. How we were connected was intense and beautiful, our bodies connected in a pure ecstasy that we both shared for each other. I'd missed being close to him in that way, when our breaths would come out in pants and our skin would be glowing from our highs. Being with him in that way would never get old. Even now, with his one hand running down my spine and the other resting along my hip, was starting to build a little tension inside of me.

We've only been together twice, and now, after experiencing it again, I'm craving for our bodies to come together again. Even if we didn't have time for that -which I'm sure would never happen considering the way he touched me and the need he had in his eyes, just like mine- I wouldn't even mind just laying together, neither of us uttering a word while our actions spoke words for us.

"Are you going back to school tomorrow?" I lazily asked, my throat slightly hoarse. I puckered my lips against his chest, kissing him while I waited patiently for him to reply.

"Yeah." He sighed, his arm tightening its grip on my hip. "At least I'm not stuck inside waiting for you to show up anymore" he joked.

"Well I'm glad you're going back. History has been so boring there without you."

"Today was the only day I wasn't there with you" he mused. I could almost hear the grin in his voice.

"I know, but I still missed you."

He hummed in agreement, leaning down to place chaste kisses on my forehead. I looked up from his chest, my hands moving from their current position around his neck to his hair that was sticking up in different directions. I felt a blush creep onto my cheeks as I recalled pulling his hair while he thrusted into me, moans leaking from our mouths. Louis seemed to realize my embarrassment, because a wicked smile pulled at his lips before he gripped my waist, twisting us abruptly so he was on top of me, both of us still naked.

"What are you blushing about?" he asked, his eyebrows raising as he leaned closer and closer towards me, his hands still gripping my waist. 

I couldn't form a coherent thought as he leaned closer and closer, my heart speeding up at his close proximity. His body was hot against mine, his breath fanning over my face while my mind wheeled for something to say. I couldn't even remember what he had asked me.

"Haylee" he breathed, his lips brushing against the edge of my jaw. His movements were slow and teasing, only clouding my mind further. He knew exactly what he was doing and it was aggravating when I didn't have the willpower to do anything against him. He had me captivated under his spell, under a trance I could never break free of.

When his hands started to creep up my body, his fingers edging closer and closer to my breasts, I seemed to snap back into reality.

"I-I wasn't blushing" I lied, hoping he'd accept it and stop the torturing he was putting on my body.

He chuckled against my neck, his lips tickling my ear while he whispered "liar". His tongue ran up the edge of my ear, a gasp escaping my lips. His teeth gently tugged on the lobe, his mere touch sending flames flicking in my body. "Now, are you going to tell me why you were blushing? Or do I have to make you?" he lowly growled against my neck.

When words still couldn't leave my mouth, Louis pushed his lips against my neck, tugging and biting on my skin roughly before soothing the ache with slow licks of his tongue. Every single thought was muffled while his lips pressed roughly against me, his chest pressed against my own. A low whimper echoed around his room when I felt him resting against the inside of my thigh, solid and ready. I could feel the burning ache for him, my body desperate to me connected to his. The burn was so intense I thought I was going to explode.