The One

Chapter 3

WARNING!

There is a sex scene in this chapter! You do not need to read this chapter to know what’s going on in the rest of the story.

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I felt myself being put on a comfortable surface, which I’m assuming is a bed. I must have fallen asleep in Petros arms, I concluded. The bed was so comfortable that I could feel myself falling back asleep, the dark but peaceful world coming over me.

I could feel someone taking off my boots and hearing them being set on the floor. “Keria hun, you need to wake up enough to change.” I heard Petros voice above me. I just grunter, hoping he would just let me be.

He grabbed my hands, lifting me into a sitting position on the bed. “Come on, you can where one of my shirts since your bag is down stairs. I’ll even turn around so you can change here.” I heard shuffling of feet.

I finally decided to open my eyes, knowing I wasn’t going to get any sleep unless I changed. When I opened them, the first thing I saw was Petros back and if I wasn’t so tired I would have stared a little bit longer but sleep was calling me.

Petros room was an average room with four walls that were painted a light green and a double bed that was in the corner. By the bed was a night stand which an alarm clock and a lamp sat, which was the only thing lighting up the semi darken room. He also had a dresser against the opposite wall that had a few pictures on it but other than that, that’s all his room had to offer.

I looked to my left and found a huge black shirt that was defiantly Petros. I silently took of my shirt, leaving my bra on, and put on the black shirt. I then took off my pants, and threw both articles of clothing on the floor next to the bed. The shirt was long enough that it would defiantly go to my knees, not to mention there was no way I was going to sleep with jeans on and I knew Petro wouldn’t mind.

I picked up the covers and climbed in, scooting closest to the wall. “Okay, I’m done.” I told Petro. He turned around and looked at me. “Good girl, now it’s my turn. Close your eyes.” I looked into his eyes a second longer, then turned my body towards the wall and shut my eyes.

I could hear him taking his shirt off, and all I could do was imagine was his toned stomach. I didn’t actually know if it was toned or not but judging by his built, I would image it were. All I wanted to do was open my eyes and see, see what his body had to offer.

Petro was defiantly good looking and I would be lying to myself if I said I didn’t like him. He was guy who girls would stop and stare, and wish they knew him. I was just lucky to know him and be very good friends with him.

I could hear him taking off his pants next, his jeans hitting the floor. It took all the energy in me, which there wasn’t much of, not to squirm, in the bed. Did he take off his boxers? Was he completely naked?

Gah!

I bet he didn’t even know that he was teasing me.

I could hear his dresser being opened and close. Not too long after that I felt the bed dip beside me. I rolled over towards him, finding him laying down and looking at me, the blankets only coming up to his waist.

He didn’t have a shirt on and it took all of my self-will to stop staring and look at his face. His dark brown eyes shining in the somewhat dark room.

We didn’t say anything for a couple seconds, just stared, and I would have giving anything at this moment to know what he was thinking.

“Are you ready for bed? Can I turn the light off?” He questioned me, breaking the silence.