Can I Trust You With My Heart?

Chapter 8

Cory turns in bed as he feels movement beside him. He opens his eyes and looks up into Angela's orbs sparkling at him as she gives him a small smile. He noticed she was fresh out of the shower, still in her robe. "Hey, sleepyhead. I didn't think you heard me. I was worried."She told him. He yawned then stretched. "I'm sorry." He replied. "My classes have been kicking my ass. So, I celebrated my end of studying by taking a nap." He gave her a soft look that became intense while he stared at her.

"Aww, I was hoping we would celebrate another way," Angela stated then playfully pouted at her boyfriend. Cory sat up some as he showed interest. "Really? Do tell Miss Moore." He said before she playfully shrugged. She let her right hand carefully move up and down his chest.

Cory watched her delicate hand move against the fabric of his shirt before he felt his stomach take a nosedive. "Well, Mr. Matthews I thought we could lay in bed together." She said in a seductive tone. Cory put his left arm around her waist and brought her on the bed with him. He then flipped them both so he was on top and she was underneath. "Is that all, Miss Moore?" He asked her in a low, firm tone.

Angela looked into Cory's brown eyes and could see herself in them. "Well, what else would you suggest we do, Mr. Matthews? I mean isn't lying here with me enough for you?" She asked with a smirk.

Cory narrowed his eyes and gave her a sexy smirk. "Hell, no." He said before noticing her surprised look. "Well, it would be but there is so much we could do together that could bring us a lot closer. Miss Moore, in fact, it could bond us together forever."

"Together forever?" Angela feigned thinking about it. " Hmm. That's very interesting Mr. Matthews. Care to demonstrate to me how." Cory caressed the side of her face as his voice went low. "I thought you'd never ask."

He slowly left a trail of kisses across her lips and down her neck before settling between her breasts for a second. He then moved back to her face as he brought her left hand up to his mouth. Angela watched with anticipation as she saw Cory sit up some. He then separated them before he took the thumb and brought it to his lips. He kissed it so softly, it felt like a feather tickling her skin. Angela gasped as she inhaled sharply while Cory took his time with the other four fingers, working them the same way.

Her eyes remained on him as he carefully placed the hand down and moved on to the right hand. Cory carefully kissed the thumb, index, middle fingers, and the pinky the exact same way. He kept his eyes locked with hers as he moved back down her body before stopping at her feet.

Cory noticed that she painted them his favorite shade of blue. He gave her a wider grin before lifting her right foot and kissing each toe the same as the fingers. He then moved to the top of the foot as placed a butterfly kiss on it. Angela closed her eyes as the sweet sensation that Cory was giving her. She opened her eyes back to see his curly head bent over giving her other foot the same attention.

When he was through, he climbed back up to her as he pulled her into his body and held her tightly. "Wow." She began as she tried to find the words to explain how it felt. "That was, wow." He laughed as he closed his eyes and exhaled deeply. "I know. That good." "Yeah, it was. Where did you learn that?" She asked as she pulled back some to look at him.

Cory opened his eyes at the feel of her not near him and looked down at her with sincerity. "I dreamt that I was making love with you. And wondered how it would feel. I loved doing it. And I loved doing it with you. Did you really like it? Honestly. " He asked, worried.

Angela sat up some as she looked at him. "I honestly did, Cory. That was amazing and so sweet. I can tell you that it wasn't what I thought would happen." She gave a small laugh. "I know. I wanted you to know. Well, I wanted us both to know that what's between us is more than THAT." He put emphasis on that to let her understand his point. "I see that now, Cory. I see that now." Angela said as they both lay back down and hold each other until they fall asleep.

Cory woke up to see he was still in Angela's room. He sat up feeling sad from dreaming about the moment they had earlier this year. He noticed the sun shining, telling him to get up for another day. Another day he didn't want to face. Cory slowly dragged himself out of her room and into his before stripping his clothes off and stepping in the shower, hoping the hot water would wash the pain away.

He was in the shower for almost half an hour when the water went from hot to warm. He hung his head under the water while his hand braced himself up against the tile. Cory was deep in thought when he could swear a small gust of cool air blew against his skin. He kept his eyes closed and chose to ignore it before feeling a hand move down to his penis. He opened his eyes and turned around. Cory was face to face with his worst nightmare. "What the hell! Topanga?"