Behind the Mask

Chapter 22: Love

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Chapter 22: Love

My grandmother had just left for the evening leaving James and I alone for the night. She knew very well what was most likely going to happen but she said no words against it. I wandered into the kitchen James on my heels for some diner.

“Well what do you want?” I asked peering in the fridge.

“You,” James whispered in my ear wrapping his arms around my waist. His voice sent shivers down my spine. Closing the fridge I spun around to face him. Before he realized what I was doing I smashed my lips to his, pressing myself close to him.

He responded to my kiss quickly crushing me to the fridge pinning my hands above my head. I could feel my body getting excited at his touch.

“And I want you,” I smiled pulling away whispering in his ear. He shivered at my closeness. I loved that I had the same effect on him that he did me. I began to plant kisses from just below his ear down his neck.

Pulling away I took his hand in mine pulling him along towards my room. Diner would have to wait. Turning to face him I began walking backwards he was smiling wickedly. As soon as we were past the door I brought him back to me kissing him hard.

I spun him around so his back was facing my bed. I was taking control tonight and he didn’t seem to object. I pulled his shirt off and over his head I tossed it to the floor. Smiling I pushed him back till he was pushed up against the bed.

James sat on the edge of the bed grinning like a Cheshire cat, I returned his smile. Crossing my arms I tugged off my shirt, I could feel his eyes on my every move hungry with desire.

I moved forward so I was in front of him I placed one hand on his chest pushing him down onto his back. I climbed onto the bed straddling him making sure he was going to be good and tortured before I let him have his turn.

I gently ran my lips across his before moving down planting light kisses down his chest. Once I reached his jean line I could hear him groan. I slowly undid his buckle. James leaned up grabbing my waist and pulled me back up.

“I want to kiss you.” He whispered breathlessly. He crushed his lips to mine, I began to sit up and he followed my every move not breaking the kiss. I ground my hips against his and he again groaned.

“You are torturing me.” He whined.  

“I know.” I laughed. This time I let him take control; kissing me again I let him unbutton my shorts. I came up onto my knees letting him slid the shorts down my legs. His hands lingering on the tan flesh. He took my hips in his hands rubbing circles on the tender skin just above my hip bone. I let out a girlish giggle.

“That gets you every time.” He laughed.

“Yes is does.” I smiled pushing him onto his back kissing him again. “I love you,” I whispered as he kissed my neck.

“I will always love you.” He replied before kissing me again.

 Later James held me in his arms rubbing circles on my shoulder blades. His warmth all I needed the moon light streaming in the window giving us just enough light.

“I don't know what I would do without you.” He whispered in my ear.

“I love you,” I whispered back.

“Isabel, a serious question.”

“Hm?” I asked absent mindly.

“Why were you in my room that night?”

“Always knew you were going to ask that question sooner or later.” I sighed sitting up turning away from him.

“Why? What’s wrong?” James asked concerned taking my shoulders.

“I'm just ashamed,” I sighed.

“Of what love?” He asked pulling me to his chest planting a light kiss on my neck.

“Cameron dragged me up stairs into your room that night, to try and get me to sleep with him. But I said no and he got mad and I realized some things.” I rushed.

“And why are you ashamed?”

“Because it was your house, your room and that I was kissing another man. Now it seems so long ago.”

“Don't be ashamed. I love you and if you didn’t love me we wouldn’t be here right now.” He smiled grabbing my chin kissing my lips. Smiling I turned my body so I was facing him pushing him back down onto the bed.

The sound of a door being unlocked notified me that my grandmother was home. Sighing I pulled away and climbed out of the bed tugging back on my shirt and shorts. James just continued to lounge in my bed propped against the head bored. Rolling my eyes I left my room heading to the kitchen.

“Hey Gran,” I smiled leaning against the bar.

“Ello sweetheart. I see you had an enjoyable evening?” She smiled looking me up and down. I bet it was the messy hair and swollen lips that gave me away.

“I don't know what you are talking about.” I laughed crinkling my nose. She just gave me a knowing smile.