I Made Her Fall for Me

*David's POV

I woke up in the morning when the sun hits my face. I scratched my eyes harshly before opening them to see the most beautiful miracle that ever existed. I don't know what happened last night but she is in my arms right now. I clearly remember laying on her chest however now she is the one who is laying on mine which I am not complaining about. I shook her slightly to wake her up since I need to go to work. But instead of waking up, she made herself comfortable on my chest. I swear this girl will be the death of me one day.

"Princess, I need to go to work," I complained pulling her into a tight hug.

"It's comfy. You will go later," she didn't even move.

"Do you want me to ditch work?" I ask caressing her cheek. She hummed in response. "Do you want some food?" this made her jump from my chest. God, she really loves food.

"I want pancakes," she smiled. My morning can't be more beautiful. I stared at her for a few moments before pulling her into a passionate kiss. She didn't respond to my kiss and this time I'm not angry. Because she kissed me yesterday. I pulled out and caressed her cheek.

"Why didn't you kiss me back?" I asked her calmly. She lowered her head. I cupped her cheeks and made her face me. "I won't be mad," I assured her.

"I need time," she replied in low voice. "I didn't even brush my teeth," she whispered which made me chuckle.

"Let's take a shower," I suggested.

"I will go first," she said almost running. I held her hand which made her confused.

"I will carry you there. Don't worry I will shower in the guest room," I carried her there and handed her a towel and hoodie. I then left after kissing her head.

After taking a quick shower, I went to the kitchen to make her the pancake she asked for. I couldn't stop smiling remembering her cute actions. Fifteen minutes later the pancake was done. I also made her coffee which is part of her breakfast package. I then went to our bedroom to see if she was ready, and as I guessed she was.

"You look incredible," I pecked her lips.

"Stop exaggerating," she said annoyed.

"Do you want me to exaggerate? Because I was just telling you how you looked," I replied carrying her in my arms.

"Fine, let's go now," she wrapped her hands around my shoulder. When we reached the kitchen, she sniffed cutely which made me giggle at her. "It smells amazing," she said as I put her on the chair.

"I made it," I bragged since she liked it.

"Good," she said digging into her food. I sat in front of her and stared at her.

"I wish I was food," I got jealous seeing her focusing on that food. She didn't reply to me. "Do you like it?" I asked her. She hummed not moving her eyes from her plate. "Can you at least take a glance at me?" she shook her head, still focusing on her food. I sighed and started eating mine.

I took her to our bedroom when we finished our meal according to her request and now we are laying on the bed facing each other.

"You slept without finishing your question last night," I said locking her hair behind her ear.

"Yeah, I was tired," she replied. "And you have a lot of tattoos," she said making me laugh. I then sat down removing my t-shirt. She sat along with me putting one leg above the other making her smooth leg visible to me. I licked my lips at the site in front of me. "What is this?" she asked after resting my arm on her pretty legs. "It's crown," she added.

"My dad got it for me the day I became a mafia leader," I answered trying my best to trying to prevent the dirty thoughts I'm having right now.

"As a present?" she asked caressing my bicep where the tattoo was located. I hummed in response.

"You have a lot of them on your arm," she said examining it.

"Let me make it easy for you. The tattoos on my right arm symbolize my mafia life. The tattoos on my left arm are dedicated to you because it is where my heart is," I elaborated making her silent. My hand is still on her leg which is giving me hard time controlling myself.

"Tell me about this one," she touched my rib. Okay, I'm not fine anymore.

"Ah, that is your name, in different languages," she awed and went closer to it. I could feel her hot breath on my skin.

"You even have it in Thai," she caressed it. That's it, I can't take it anymore. I grabbed her hand and pinned her down on the bed. She was shocked as hell.

"You're torturing me, princess," I said as I hovered above her.

"W ... What d..d..did I," I stopped her by kissing her hungrily. She wasn't responding So I pulled out and glared at her. I then kissed her, and this time she responded. My hands slowly moved to her thighs and wrapped her legs around my waist. She tapped my shoulders which made me stop kissing her. "I'm not ready yet, David," she was about to cry. I pecked her lips and got off of her. "Are you mad?" she asked me. I shook my head squeezing my eyes shut. "Are you okay?" she asked as she saw me sweating. I hummed in response. "Why are you sweating then?" she continued.

"You made me hard. And now it hurts," I replied honestly.

"Sorry," she lowered her head. "Is there anything else I can do?" she asked.

"You can use your pretty hands," she looked at her hands and glanced at me. I removed my sweatpants along with my boxer freeing my hard member. I then took her hands and wrapped them around it making me slightly moan. "Squeeze it and move your hands up and down," I ordered. She wasn't moving her hands so I guided her. When she finally knew what she was doing I removed my hands from her and laid down closing my eyes. Her hands were moving so slowly which is torturing me even more. "F ... Faster," I uttered and she obeyed and went faster. My breath became rougher and my moans became louder. I felt a drop of water on my thigh but I was in too much pleasure to care about it. After a femomentsnts, I felt myself closer. "Princess, I'm close," I said which made her halt her actions. I groaned in anger and opened my eyes. She was tearing up.

"I'm sorry, I can't do this," she said sobbing. I got furious and pushed her down the mattress. I then ripped her shorts and removed her panties. "David please don't do this. I'm finally opening my heart to you. Don't make me regret it," she begged. Did I hear that correctly? She is finally opening her heart to me.

"Don't lie to me just because you want me to stop," I glared at her.

"I'm not lying," she said tears falling from her eyes.

"How could I believe you?" I asked her tears forming in my eyes. I want it to be true so badly.

"Why would I kiss you willingly then?" that makes sense.

"What if ...," she pulled my nape and kissed me passionately. I was too shocked to respond. She pulled out a few moments later and stared at me intensely.

"Let's take things slow," she smiled cupping my cheeks. I nodded and removed myself from her.

"I need to take a shower," I said and went to the bathroom. I closed the door and held my chest preventing my heart from coming out. 'She loves me,' the thought made me smile. 'I finally made her fall for me,' I thought and washed myself.