10 Desire

Kissing me deeply, his tongue explored my mouth and danced with my tongue, I tried to bite his lip but that just seemed to arouse him more.

He was releasing all his repressed want that despite the fact that my hands were on his chest to push him away they couldn't do a thing but stay put in his chest.

My brian conceivably didn't pass the necessity of activity to my hand, not when it was at that point blurred with extraordinary want. He was in charge and he knew it.

He stopped to catch his breath. "Never before have I been addicted so much to something as I am to you." He whispered. This made my heart fute so awful and a thousand butterflies began swimming in my belly, however what was I expecting, he was a killer, a beast.

My brain attempted to keep me from becoming overly energetic with this recognition of his by expecting quickly that he said this seemingly out of the blue and had no clue what he was stating. Regardless of what I needed to acknowledge, to my benefit. It was potentially reality. I would not like to acknowledge that he felt something for me. That there was no association between us.

I wanted nothing to do with the murderer. Nothing. I wanted to fall for an angel not the devil.

My eyes were shut all this while, I was afraid to open them. Why? Even I couldn't tell.

He soon trailed kisses to my neck and my ear and I moaned slightly. I had to bite my lip to stop any further expression of enjoyment of his assault.

He sucked on my earlobes pulling my hair back At that point he began to trail kisses down to my chest_ where the shirt I wore didn't cover. He halted and held the shirt. "This will go off." he stated, pulling off my neck. I attempted to pull back the shirt however he snatched my hand firmly ensuring he got what he wanted.

"Damn." He muttered staring at my naked body.

He pulled me to him and kissed me hard, demandingly. Uncertain of what he may do to me I kiss him back this time with my tongue exploring his lower lips. I wouldn't have any desire to get injured in any way. He began caressing my breast. At that point he bent down and brought my right nipple into his mouth sucking on it.

I tried to resist him to only find that my mouth betrayed me. I moaned out loud this time. He pushed me to the bed. It didn't take him in excess of a couple of moments to get bare. He was white all over with the exception of certain scars on his body.

I closed my eyes when I saw his little brother in disgrace of what was happening.

He climbed the bed with his hands supporting him as he gazed at me underneath him. "Have you done this before?" He asked.

He looked like he wanted me and expected me to say yes so he could go on without a care in the world but I shook my head slowly. "No." He responded.

He looked shocked at first then his face went blank. We laid for a moment, our harsh breathing the only noise that could be heard in the stillness of the room. He stood up as he pulled me back up. I was glad, tears dripping down.

"You should rest." He stated, ending the quiet. He put on his garments at nearly a similar pace he utilized in taking them off_ extremely quick.

He left the room without saying another word or even sparing me a glance_ leaving me in the room.