She Was Like Magic ✓

Chapter 22: Nirvana

Sierra 

My eyes very slowly opened, wherever I was it was so warm and comforting that I didn't really want to open my eyes but I was awake now. 

But here I was and I saw his beautiful face right in front of mine. His eyes were closed as he took deep breaths and his arm was around me. 

I smiled at him. Last night was the most emotional night of my life. I have never in my life felt how Ari made me feel last night. So much love, so much happiness that I could have never imagined receiving. 

It was like I didn't have to say anything, his body and him already knew what I wanted, what my heart wanted from him. I had read in a book somewhere that when you connect with someone like that its because in a previous life they were your love. Whether you believed that or not it was such a touching concept and I could think of nothing else when we were together. 

He always told me at every step how he felt about me. He was so absolutely honest with me so last night when we were making love to each other, something we had done with no one else like this, how could I possibly hold myself back in telling him exactly how I felt about him when he overwhelmed me with emotion? 

All my fears faded somewhere into the background as he became the focal point and there was no place for fear as he filled me up with so much love. His every graze touching the deepest parts of my soul, places only ever he could reach. Places that I never knew existed in me until he found them and savoured them with his gentle touch and his overwhelming emotions. 

I remember how I got so scared when he had climbed into my room through the window and how I fled after that in the morning because I got so scared at how he made me feel so much so quick. It was how he touched my skin, like he wasn't interested in the end goal, no, he was interested in reading my body like a book and running his hands over it like he would never be able to get enough of just grazing his hands against my skin. 

I fled from him, from myself and from what we had. I remember feeling like I couldn't get away from him quick enough. And the irony was that here I was getting so impatient for him to wake up. I bit my lip and very slowly ran my fingertips over his rough cheek loving the scraping sound it emitted. He let out a loud breath but his eyes didn't open. 

The excitement buzzing inside of me was radiating from me, I could feel it in the air surrounding me.

I ran my hand down his cheek again, this time putting a little more pressure on his face.

His eyes moved under his closed lids and he shuffled, running the hand that was on my bare skin along my skin.

His eyes pried open and he shut them again, pulling me closer to his body all of a sudden.

His warm skin touching mine was like a comfort blankert and I smiled against the skin of his neck.

"Morning, beautiful" he mumbled sleepily.

"Morning, handsome" I retorted.

I moved out of his chest and brought my face level to his to gauge his reaction. He smiled and opened his eyes.

The way he stared at me with those blue eyes. Just simply looked at me. No one had ever looked at me like that. Like I was the only thing that mattered to him. Like he could stare at me forever in this way and that everything else faded into the distance. The way he looked at me was enough to make my stomach dip and have my heart beating insanely fast within seconds.

I pushed myself to lie on top of his body as my hands leabed on his chest and I lightly placed my chin atop of them. I looked up and stared at his face as my naked body lay atop of his.