Stay with Me by Awesomekristii (primary phonics .TXT) 📕

MATURE CONTENT AHEAD

DELILAH

The shower really did help me to calm down my nerves. For a second I felt the thoughts regarding the evening leaving my mind. It calmed down my heated nerves and relaxed the tensed muscles.

My mind ran to the kiss, and heat rose up my cheeks. I still couldn’t believe Damien kissed me. The after effect of it was me being in a trance, climbing up his car till reaching the house and standing under the shower water.

When his lips meet mine, I couldn’t deny the butterflies fluttering in my stomach, or the heat pooling in. My heart skyrocketed and feeling myself losing in his lips. It had that effect on me.

The contrast of the slow, soft kiss with his hard and strong lips, the tenderness in them and my mind drifting to a place of fluffy blankets, and snuggling inside them. It had that comfort.

The water suddenly stopped and I opened my eyes looking up at the shower head. What had happened to it? I tried opening it but it looked like the water got clutter in there and just coming out in pitter and patter.

I turned the handle of the faucet but it remained same. Oh No! I grabbed the towel and wrapped it around me. I didn’t even know if Damien is here or not.

My hair was still drenched and I peeked out of the room only to find him sitting on bed in his sweats. His eyes strained on the mobile screen. How did I even go to get my clothes?

I cleared my throat and found his rising up his head at me. “What happened?”

“Actually… the shower isn’t working. I tried but the water is coming out in drops.” His eyebrows furrowed at that. He kept his phone and walked towards me.

I tried to hide more when he rose his right eyebrow up at me, “You naked?” My eyes widened at his words.

“No… I am wearing the towel.” He moved closer pressing his palm on the door. “Then what’s the problem. Open the door and let me see. You still have foam in your hair.” I felt conscious and stepped aside.

I heard him chuckling and if that didn’t sent a wave of surprise at me I didn’t know what else would. That was so unexpected. “I'm not saying its not making you look cute.” He said walking inside.

What had gotten inside this man?

He walked further in and I settled myself in a corner. “Do you know how to fix it?” He gave a short nod.

“I had to learn them.” That piqued my interest. Being a billionaire what would have caused him to learn this. I saw him walking out, before returning back with a small box. He opened and I saw many tools kept there. He took one of them and began to work on the shower.

I looked at his broad back, and the taut muscles packed in there. He moved his arms forward, making his back flex. The dark ink work glistened under his drenched body, from the drop of water continued to fall from the shower.

I gulped down the desire forming inside me. I know I shouldn’t. But I can’t help it. His strong arms grabbed the tool, and I saw his muscles flex again as he tightened the tap. He pressed his one hand on the mouth, cold water sprinkling out on us and goosebumps broke out on my skin.

He tightened the shower head more with the line he brought, drenching himself more under the water. My eyes sinfully raked on his frame, moistened and delicious.

Good Heavens!

The water droplets lined down his muscles before disappearing in his sweats. He stepped closed to the head closing the head more and it has mostly been fixed.

“I'm leaving the shower, you close the tap.” I nodded and with my cold trembled fingers I turned to close it as he left the shower but instead of the shampoo of before my feet slipped and before I could close I found myself falling.

Oh no!

I closed my eyes trying to feel the cold tiles but instead those warm muscled arms wrapped around my waist me close. Cold water soaked us as the shower was open, and I felt the cold radiating in my body.

My eyes met his dark ones, and the cold sliding down beside his eyes, his hairline.

I have to wrinkled my eyes against the shower to look at him, when his arms wrapped more around me bringing up to my height.

I stood on myself thinking he would leave his hand around me .

But he didn’t.

Instead his hand went down and down before landing on my butt. Oh God! I saw his eyes darkening before he pushed me along with him against the wall. I saw him turning around and closing the tap before facing me again.

His eyes solely on me, with the scorching gazes almost burning me up under this cold water. I felt his hand lowering from my butt and raking over my thighs before landing in between.

Air whoosed out my lungs at the contact and I couldn’t help but gaze up at him, seeing the same desire and lust swirling there.

I felt his long fingers riding up higher and higher, his other hand pressed on the wall beside my head.

His finger rode up under the towel I was wearing before he was placed softly over my lady part. I felt his cold fingers fiddling with my folds before it bored in.

I couldn’t help the moan leaving my lips at feeling his finger pads toying with my clit. He brought his face nearer to me, his lips brushing my earlobes. “You are wet already…”

I can’t! My breathing rose as he penetrated his fingers deeper inside me, when I heard his groans.

“Are you enjoying it, Lilah?” I nodded frantically at him to keep him pleased so he continue what he is doing. I felt my body losing control at the contact of his fingers in between my folds.

“Damien…” I couldn’t help but call out his name when he groaned out again pushing inside more before pressing his figure more against me. “Fuck, Lilah you drive me crazy.” He hissed out near my ears, voice deep and husky.