Cristiano
As I stared at the ceiling above me, I looked back on the day I just had, on how looking at Melissa right before I took the free-kick encouraged me to score that goal, even more, I remember how my eyes focused on her figure straight after the ball went in, simply expecting to be rewarded with her smile.
I attempted to shake this strange feeling off my chest by closing my eyes and trying to sleep, however as I closed them, I immediately heard three faint knocks on the door. It was 1 am, and whoever it is, I doubt it was something good.
I quickly threw the sheets off my body and stood up, not even bothered by my nudity.
"Melissa?" I examined her from head to toe, checking for any signs of injuries. Maybe her casted arm had gotten worse. I discarded that possibility when I saw it was exactly how it's supposed to be.
"I'm sorry I..." she looked startled, her cheeks were in a dark shade of pink. I followed her gaze and realized she was staring at my exposed chest, or even at something situated a few inches lower than that.
I turned around and seeked for some pants, as much as I enjoyed having her observing me, it was evident it was making her slightly uncomfortable.
"You know you can come in right?" I said while adjusting the elastic band of the pants on the lower region of my hips.
She reluctantly walked in, allowing the door to slowly shut behind her, and then she simply stood there, evidently avoiding my gaze at all costs.
"What are you doing here Melissa?" My eyes were fixed on her chest rising up and down compulsively.
"I.. I. wanted to thank you for helping me with Clary." did she really come here at this hour, just to thank me for something I would've probably done to anyone? Ok, maybe not anyone.
"Couldn't it wait until tomorrow?" she shyly grinned, embarrassed.
"Melissa... Tell me the real reason why you came here." my command made her shoot her head up in surprise. Did she really think I had bought that excuse?
"I..I'm sorry, I shouldn't have..." I watch as she begins to turn around.
I grab her arm, and pull her towards me, she blocks our collision with her hand on my chest.
If I said I knew what I was doing, I would be lying.
What the hell happened to trying to stay away from her as much I could? I thought. But I couldn't find the answer to that. I can't take this anymore, this uncontrollable and annoying desire.
I desperately wanted to taste her, and that night of the party wasn't enough. She wasn't showing any signs of discomfort, there was no turning back now.
I stared deep into her ocean blue eyes and cupped her red cheek. I smiled at her before slowly leaning into her. My other hand was shaking slightly, and my mind was repeating the same sentence over and over, Don't do this... don't do this But the sound of my heart was beating so loudly, I couldn't concentrate on anything else. It felt like it was going to explode.
"I want to kiss you so fucking bad".- I whisper with a raspy voice. When she closed her eyes, making me lose sight of her dilated pupils, I knew that any kind of barrier she had, was now broken.
Finally, my lips touched hers. Sparks flew in every direction, and the world was slowly disappearing around us, along with all of our worries, our troubles and our problems.
She made me feel like none of that mattered. It was a delicate yet warm kiss. I honestly never knew a kiss so innocent could be so intimate and electrifying. initially, she was lost. But eventually, her lips began moving in perfect sync with mine.
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The Precious Nanny | Cristiano Ronaldo
Hayran Kurguℭ𝔯𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔦𝔞𝔫𝔬 ℜ𝔬𝔫𝔞𝔩𝔡𝔬 𝔣𝔞𝔫𝔣𝔦𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 Collapsing and dumping a full bucket of water on her boss's expensive designer shoes was surely not part of Melissas plans, neither was losing the job she fought so hard to get. With her mother i...