Trapped

Part - 12

LIZ POV

I stood there under the shower, feeling the rush and water on my back. I turned my back and placed my forehead toward the bathroom title. Touching my self, my neck, my collar bone, my breasts, over to my stomach. I pulled my hair down. Feeling the cold water. I closed my eyes, thinking about the night. Thinking about the way he touched me and how I felt whole. I breathed hard. This wasn't supposed to happen. This wasn't supposed to turn out like this. I did many hard core stuff but it never made me weak. Mew was different. Was he the reason to my emerging feeling of love ? when I closed my eyes, I didn't see Sean anymore. I saw Mew.

Ever since Sean died and I avenged him. It had been two years. I used to walk in clubs, drink and hook up with guys. Never brought them home. Every time I fucked, I saw Sean in front of me. I never had any feeling to the person fucking me. It was just lust and a need. I used to walk outside the club being sexually satisfied but never emotionally.

But Yesterday, When Mew made love to me I saw him. I didn't see Sean. I was surprised. Mew changed me within. Things I thought weren't alive anymore. I closed my eyes, thinking about all the thoughts in my head. When I felt hands touching my torso slowly, caressing it. Groaning in my neck. I smiled.

"Hey Beautiful.. " Mew said softly, kissing my shoulder moving towards my nape. I chuckled.

"I thought you were sleeping.." I said touching his hands, moving my hair to the side, giving him more access.

"What time is it?" I asked him leaning behind on his chest. His chin resting on my shoulder.

"Time to love." He said kissing my cheek softly. I laughed and got grossed out. I turned towards him, facing him - "You actors are so cheesy.... Don't script talk to me..." I said bring my lips to him, kissing him playfully.

"Well, It is an occupational hazard" he said pulling me closer by my waist and smiling.

He picked me by my butt and I locked my legs against his waist. I locked my arms against his neck. He walked towards the bed, carrying me. He pushed me down on the bed and hovered above me. We continued kissing while he touched me sensually. I moaned in his mouth. When we heard something, we looked on my left. Dusky was looking at us. OH no. I forgot about her. We looked at each other again and busted out laughing. Mew blocked her vision with a pillow.

"Yeah, That's just great..." I said sarcastically.

"Come here.." He said playfully grabbing me closer towards him and kissing my passionately. We lost count on how many times we made love, until we lost to each other and fell asleep.

It was morning, I felt mew trailing his fingers from my ankle to my inner thighs. I groaned. I opened my eyes slowly, looking at this beautiful man under the sunlight. We were both naked.

"What...?"I asked him

"Scars..." He said softly.

"When was this.." he touched the scar on my lower leg.

"When I was hurt in a street fight. He kind of cut me real bad." I sighed, Mew kissed me there. I leaned behind looking at him.

"This ?" He touched to my thighs, caressing it.

"It was on the accident night. I was in pretty bad condition." He winced seeing the scar. He kissed me softly on it. I breathed deeply. He moved above. He slowly touched on the scar he had stabbed.. I closed my eyes, licking my lips.

"Does it hurt ?" Mew asked me softly in guilt. I looked at him and sat up to face him. I touched his cheek.

"Not anymore.." I said kissing him.