MY WORST FEARS (Completed)

chapter 36

Laila's POV

"If you ain't coming over to eat, I swear I'll eat your food too", I said with a mouthful of food. He looked up at me pointing his index finger at me. His left leg swinging on the arm couch while his body resting on the couch.
" I told you not to talk to me ever again. And don't dare eat my food", he said with gritted teeth.
"Ohh please Hellboy. Stop acting like a Sissy and come over here. And...", I say as I fill my mouth with food.
" I'm ain't talking to you either ", I said and he glanced at me then back to the TV. I saw him covering his mouth, probably hiding a smile. He swore never to talk to me when i didn't keep my end of bargain to wear the dress. His face dropped when he saw me come out of the changing room. I don't understand his urge to see me in a dress. It was crazy. I preferred trousers. They hid everything that I didn't want to hide anymore.
" so...", he said when he stood and started walking towards the dining. He pulled the chair beside me and sat next to me. Close. The proximity really disturbed me.
"How does this food taste like, an ass like yesterday's", he pulled the first dish and started pouring out on his plate. How dare he say that and the way I cooked the food with so much love. Well, I only wanted him to know I was sorry for what I had done at the mall. It disturbed me after all the clothes he bought me. Well, all the clothes I made him buy.
"Why don't you taste my ass then get back to me with a sweet answer", I said then glanced down at my uncovered thighs. Regretting what I had just said. Perhaps, it was time I wore my own clothes and not his t shirts.
" Naa, i don't smell sweetness in that at all. I think I'm gonna pass that one", he said while he placed a spoonful of food in his mouth. Before he placed the next spoon in his mouth he said,
"The smell down there, might kill my appetite and I'll have to leave all these sweetness for you to enjoy and I really can't stand to see eat all of this", he said then shoved the second spoon in his mouth.
Stupid man, how dare he say my ass is smelly? I picked my plate and the remaining food and plastered it on his head while I stood up. That'd teach him a lesson never to play with me ever again.
Before I managed to move away from him, he grabbed my thigh in between his hand shaking his head to dropped the remains that stuck on his dreads. His lilac eyes straight into mine. He didn't dare to blink even for a moment. His patted lips made it impossible for me to concentrate on how mad I should have been for grabbing me like that.
He slowly released my leg as his hand snaked up pulling with it the shirt, uncovering everything else. He didn't stop there, his hand moved over to my butt, grabbed me really hard and pulled me in his hard body. His eyes never patting with mine. The only thing that separated his hand and my body, was my panties and if he dared make any reckless move, I didn't want to imagine what'd happen next.
Words caught up in my throat when I dared to speak. When I tried to move away, he pulled me in making my legs to weaken.
God what's he doing to me?
"I'm...", my throat felt tied that no word could come out. He placed his index finger on my lips and every being of me trembled.
" oh yeah... You -want -me to -move..", he said his hand snaking up. His touch on my skin caused tingles that I never felt before. Perhaps, because I felt over whelmed by fear.
"On- up", he said in between breathes as his eyes were glued on my lips. I tried my best for my braless chest not to come into contact with his body. His hand already moving faster than I expected.
" am not talking to you... Leave me...alon....", I said in between breaths when I pushed him away from him, causing him to hit the dining table so hard with his leg. determined to run away to my room, I felt his hand planted on my hand and turned me to him causing my whole body to crush to his as I locked myself up in between his legs. I felt things I wasn't expecting to feel and it made me freak out.
This time, our lips were only inches away my hand lying on his chest. I felt his heart beat so fast and heavy.
"Not that fast..not after the mess you've made", he said in between breaths causing my heart to race up the moon and up. My eyes shifted in his hair that had a little spaghetti running down like his locks. He looked breathtakingly handsome and I couldn't restist the punishment to clean him up.

My hand moved up on his head, moving slowly in his hair to wipe off the remains. His eyes automatically closed at the touch and I repeated the motions as I enjoyed seeing him revive in the moment. The moment went on and on and I couldn't stop myself. I loved to see so vulnerable. So engrossed in something I was doing to him.

His hand still moved in circular motions in my back causing my body to respond to his. His lips shifted to the back of my ear, weakening every other strength I held inside. Every part in me tingled. My heart beat accelerated a million times as I held on tight to his head not to stop.

It felt good. His touch on my skin raised emotions I dared not to feel. His tongue slowly making circular motions up and down my ear. His other hand held my back so tight while the other hand snaked up in my stomach.
He moved more more down on my kneck setting my body on fire.

He pulled my hair backwards, pulling himself away from me. Thinking that he'd rip off the t shirt and take me out on that table, he pushed me and left in a hurry leaving me in desperation for his touch again.
A tear escaped my eyes feeling a sharp pain in my heart  when i hard the front door bang and i realised he didn't want to touch my cursed body.