a little more (lauren cimorelli)

nightover

Ashers POV

I pulled up to the side of the street and She told me I could pull all the way in. She opened the gate and I parked in a circle part infront of my door.

"I'll just run in and get some stuff." She unbuckled her seatbelt quickly. She tried getting out quickly, but i unbuckled and got out with her. "You can wait here."

I walked around the car as she closed the door.

She laughed lightly and unlocked her front door. Turning on the big light that lit up the living room. I've only seen it maybe 4 times max.

I closed her front door and she just looked at me. "You've been a tease all day."

Lauren looked surprised by my words but a smirk covered her face. "How?"

I knew she was playing games. I grabbed her waist and pulled her into me before smashing her against the wall.

Her back arched and she knew what she was doing.

"You practicing shirtless. Knowing everybody was looking. Always rolling up your shorts and tucking the ends. Running your hand against my stomach randomly. Dressing like this. You know how I see and look at you and you love it."

Lauren pulled me closer and I couldn't help but let my mind wander.

"I do know. I like teasing you. I like seeing you like this." She pulled at the back of my shirt. I raised my eyebrows and she nodded.

I took it off and threw it somewhere in her living room. She connected our lips and I slowly peeled off her jacket, throwing it in the same direction.

She pulled back and slowly grabbed my hand and lead me up her stairs.

Pulling me into her room. I closed the door even if nobody was home and walked back up to her. She pulled me close again and locked our lips. Them moving with each other.

I motioned and grabbed the hem of Lauren's shirt. I pulled her shirt over her head, dropping it somewhere and pushing her to lay back on her bed.

"Do you want this?" I asked before kissing down her neck. "Yes."

She wrapped her hand around the back of my neck and held on her sweetspot.

"Are you sure?" She moaned out a yes as I lightly sucked harder on her neck.

***
"How did these happen?" Lauren ran her fingers over multiple scars on my stomach and sides.

Laying next to her I looked down at how she lightly looked over them. Not pressing too hard as if it was fragile. "My father wasn't a good father"

Her hand froze and I knew she felt bad. "These are fairly new."

"My mom divorced him the beginning of last year. He was in and out of my life for years."

I started running my hand through her hair as she asked me about him.

Asking if I ever miss him. How often did I spend time with my family.

"Of course I miss him because I mean. He is my dad. But I don't miss this" I pointed at my stomach.

"And honestly. This is the most time I've ever spent with my mom. We are really close but she normally was at the office from 5-12 at night. Weekends were dedicated to her. Everyone wanted me to go out and party and they would call me lame but I begged for attention from my mom and that's when I would get it."

Lauren hummed on my chest as ran her fingers over the most noticeable. "These are from a..." she didn't finish her sentence. But I knew deep down what she meant.