The Devil's Candy

Chapter 10

I'm standing in the middle of a field unsure how I got here. It's a vast open field surrounded by sunflowers and trees.

"Looking for me Bambi?" I spin around to see Dominic just standing there.

"Where are we?" I asked. However, no words came out. I try again and still nothing.

That is when I noticed someone coming up behind Dom. I try to warn him, shouting off the top of my lungs, but still nothing. The figure pulls out a gun pointing at Dom's head. I keep shouting in fear, but Dom just stares at me as if nothing is wrong.

Bang!

I wake up gasping for air and drenched in sweat. It was just a dream. Crawling out of bed and tiptoe down to the living room. Oliver and Elijah are on the floor in a makeshift bed of blankets and pillows while Noah is resting on an old recliner my dad will not get rid of. I look to see Dominic is spread out on the couch. I go closer to Dom and kneel by the couch.

He looks so peaceful. So innocent. His hair is all disheveled causing some of it to cover his eyes. Before I can even stop myself, I push the hair off his face, the slight movement caused him to open his eyes. 

I froze, my hand still in his hair as he stared at me in a sleepy daze. His hand reached out to caress my cheek, his touch had me relax. I lean my face into the palm of his hand while still maintaining eye contact.

I don't know how long we were like this, but at one point we started leaning in, my forehead touching his. The warm breath released from his parted lips spreading across mine. I closed my eyes, savoring this moment, until Elijah let out a snore. 

Scared, my eyes snap open and I pull away from him running out the room before any of the other guys could see me. I make it to the downstairs bathroom and shut the door, but a hand stops it from closing. Dominic walks in and shuts the door behind him.

In the light now, Dom looks me up and down, clearly seeing the heat rising to my cheeks.

Hey at least you wore cute pjs.

His eyes come up to meet mine again, they are not their normal shade of green, almost darker. Filled with lust. He walks towards me, his feet padding on the cold bathroom tiles. Once he is in front of me he places his right hand around my waist pulling me in. I gasped at the sudden contact.

How did I not notice the man was shirtless?! Oh geez, please don't pass out. Please don't pass out!

His other hand glides up my arm towards my neck, tilting my head to look him straight in the eye. We do not say a word, we don't need to. Every feeling, every emotion is being told through our eyes. His eyes dart down to my lips then back up as if asking for permission. 

I look down at his just in time to catch as his tongue swipes across his bottom lip, the action makes me bite my own. Meeting his eyes again, whatever was shown on my face gave him the green light to press his lips against mine.

I melt in his arms; I am thankful for his grip or I would be a puddle on the floor. His lips are soft and mold against mine as if his lips were made for me and only me. The kiss is low and sensual, almost like he is taking his time to savor the moment.

Needing to touch him, I glide my hands up his stomach.

1...4..5....6.....8! Definitely an 8-pack.

My touch had tiny goosebumps appear on his skin. At that moment, his tongue swipes at my bottom lip asking for entrance that I grant him. The second our tongues touched I could not help it, I let out a quiet moan. Dom grips at my waist and hoists me on the sink, placing himself in between my legs. 

The slow intimate kiss is long gone, and we go at it like animals. My legs wrap around his waist, hands in his hair, pulling at the gorgeous blonde locks. His hands, one creeping inside my shirt and around my back to hold me close, while the other grips my thighs to make sure I do not let go.

Nothing can ruin this moment.

Except Elijah.

During our make-out session we didn't hear the bathroom door open.

"Oh shit! Sorry guys I didn't know anyone was here."

We pull away from each other and look at the blushing Eli standing in the doorway avoiding eye contact. I look at Dom to find his hair sticking up in different directions, his chest rising rapidly, and his lips red and swollen. Looking between the two guys I panic.

I jump off the sink and run past Eli up to my room, locking the door in the process. I lay on my bed and take in a gush of air that I truly needed from barely breathing from that kiss.

That kiss...

A smile creeps onto my face. He kissed me and not just a simple peck, no he kissed me, kissed me. Man, that guy can kiss.

I try to calm down and rub my cheeks out from all the smiling, I turn over and try to get some sleep.

AUTHOR'S NOTE

Ooooooo! Thing's just got steamy in here. 

Holy water anyone?