Heart Of Obsidian *COMPLETED*

Chapter 15

*ATTICUS*

I moved my lips slowly on his as he wrapped his arms around my neck. I pulled him closer as I parted his lips with my tongue. He followed my lead as he slowly kissed me back but then he pulled away. "I can't, not right now," he said as he touched his lips. He walked towards his bed and sat on the edge.

He gazed at me as his eyes got glossy. I walked slowly towards him. "Myles, talk to me. You know you feel this. I could see it in your eyes that you want this as much as I do."

I got in between his legs as I picked up his chin. "Or do you not want this?" I smirked as I saw a faint smile on the corner of his lips.

"I do—I don't, I'm not sure," He stuttered which was adorable.

I leaned down and suck on his bottom lip. "You don't like that?" And then I did it again. He chuckled but I knew he wasn't ready, maybe I'm not either. I just feel drawn to him like I need to protect him from this cruel world.

"I do but I'm not ready, Atticus," he moved his chin and glanced at the floor. I moved away as I sat next to him. I didn't want to pressure him so I dropped it.

"You have a towel? I left mine in my bag in the car."

He shot up and went into his closet. He rummaged through it when he came out with a towel and some comfortable clothes. "There is a pair of new underwear with a matching shirt and new socks," he handed me the pile of clothes and towel.

"Thanks," I smirked at him as he sat next to me again.

He pointed across the room. "The bathroom is there, take your time."

I nodded as I took a quick shower. I tied the towel across my waist and wiped down the mirror from the fog. I stared at myself and thought was this the life I wanted, to be with a guy, or is this a phase that I'm going through? Don't get me wrong, his lips felt amazing and there was a spark between us, a dark flame that surrounded both of us, especially Myles. He hasn't told me what happened to him but I have an idea of what might've happened.

I got out of the bathroom as steam escaped from the top part of the door. He sat on his bed while he rested his head on the headboard. He glanced at me as his eyes widen. His eyes traveled up and down my body. I smirked as I grabbed one of the shirts he had given me by the chair nearby. It was a bit snugger than he might've thought but it will do for now. I noticed that the black shirt and underwear he gave me matched. "Sorry, I have to match my shirt and underwear," I heard him say as I dropped the towel on the floor.

I glanced up as he kept gazing at my body. "You see something you like," I teased as his eyes averted to his bed. I chuckled as I walked towards him. I sat on the edge of his bed. "Hey," I lifted his chin. "You can stare all you want but wouldn't you rather touch me?"

His eyes widen again. I crawled in between him, spread his legs, and gazing into his blue eyes. "I can't—," I didn't let him finish, I pressed my lips on him as our lips locked. He moved his lips slowly with mine as a small groan escaped his lips.

I put my fingers underneath his shirt as he moaned. I moved my lips down to the side of his chin and then towards his neck. His moan was soft but fuck did it turn me on. I slowly thrusted in between his legs as my length was hard as hell. I kept kissing every single part of his neck when he slowly pushed me off. Fuck, my shaft was throbbing and I'll probably end up with blue balls.

"I'm sorry, I want this—I really do but not right now," I gazed at his cherry red lips as I adjusted myself. My cock was throbbing but I had to respect his decision.

The golden sun shined on half of his face as nighttime was approaching, where was time going? How long have I been here?

"It's fine, are you hungry?" I asked as my stomach growled as soon as I said "hungry". I was starving from football practice.