The Missing Gem

10 | Crossing a Line

Lucas

The tension rose between us, I could practically feel the heat emanating from her body just by standing less than a feet away from her. 

I heard her swallowing hard and I ended up doing the same, using the opportunity to take a deep breath, almost like she's just reminded me that I hadn't done that in a while and that the breath I didn't know I was holding was becoming too much.

I wanted to kiss her. Correction - I needed to kiss her. Period. 

My mind wasn't letting me act on my heart's needs, I was still deliberating everything so thoroughly. 

Her chocolate brown eyes bore into me and I felt bare right then and there. I felt like whatever layer I may have tried to put on to mask my true feelings during the past month that she's been in my life, was gone. 

I was purely transparent. She looked at me and she looked at me, saw me entirely and saw me whole. She may not know it, but that's how she sees me.

I could hear the wind blowing outside and the leaves from the tree next to my house ruffling in their branches, daring Mother Nature's strength to take them down and I released another breath.

I was falling for this girl, hard. I've made peace with that, I've accepted that, I just have no fucking idea why I'm walking on eggshells around Nicole right now, when I just want to take a step further and make her mine. 

Rough thought? Maybe I'm afraid of rejection. My heart's been battered and bruised before and I don't want to go through that again. But for some reason, my heart tells me that I won't, because I trust her wholeheartedly and I just know that she wouldn't dare to do such a terror to me. 

My fingers brushed against hers, that were resting against her thighs, so gently I thought I might unconsciously back up and take it all back. Then her fingertips wrapped around mine tightly, almost as if she was reading my mind and gesturing me that it was okay.

I bent down and my lips captured hers and the moment it happened, I knew she felt the same way about me and I knew this wasn't a mistake, not in the slightest.

If I had just straight up kissed her instead of overthinking every little thing that crossed my mind, we could have spent some more time kissing because God knows every moment our lips touch, I just want more. 

This kiss feels different from the first one we shared, we're  both more impatient, more rough against each other, more hungry. The taste of her lips on mine could almost make me die, yet in fact, the kiss itself is what's solely keeping me alive.

It's only when I feel her fingers pulling my hair at the nape of my neck that I realize our hands are no longer touching and while hers are pulling my sandy curls, mine are travelling all over her body, slowly and gently.

She moaned against my mouth and we found ourselves taking a second, long break to breathe. Nicole wastes no time in wrapping her hands around my neck and pulling me down to meet her lips again, this time our tongues meeting in a battle for dominance.

We were hot and flushed and I'm pretty sure I was sweating already and she hadn't even touched me, right there. But by the trail her hands are tracing all over my body, it doesn't seem like it's gonna take that longer until she reaches the area where I needed her the most. 

Stop it.

I have to put a stop to this before it's too late.

"Nic-Nicole-"

"I know, I know." She responded, out of breath, looking down at the ground while I let my weight fall on the desk behind me as I sat down.

I gave her an apologetic look that wasn't enough to show her how sorry I was that we weren't acting on our wishes.