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

“Anything you’re willing to say.”

I took in a deep breath as I spoke. “I was an orphan until a family took me in. It was going well until an unforeseen accident and everything began to go downhill after that. My father sent me to Amsterdam and life there wasn’t pretty.” My voice felt like stocking inside to come out. Like every word I would speak would cost me a penny.

“I… he lived with me for a month until I was asked to move in with someone else.” I closed my eyes feeling the past again wrapping me up and cutting off the voice in my throat to say out the words.

“Are you comfortable sharing it, Lilah?” I nodded my head but a lone tear escaped my eyes. Guess I wasn’t over with it till now. I couldn’t speak it however much I want. I felt him moving close before digging his fingers in my hair. He ran them through my locks and it felt good.

“No one is pressurizing you, sweetheart. Take your time.” I just nodded and tried not to be a crier or someone.

And next, I know, I have been swept away from the floor and positioned on his lap. His broad arms wrapped around my waist, while my legs were placed around his torso.

My eyes widened at that, but he looked cool with it. Even relaxed. I began to wriggle out from there but he just tightened his hold. “Stay.” His voice was deep and low sending chills down my spine.

He dipped his head low and nuzzled in the crook of my neck. “You smell so sweet, Lilah.” I could feel his hot breath on my skin, almost burning me up. His hard, solid body under my palms left so good. I felt him sliding his hand under my t-shirt and running his finger pads over the skin. Tingles shot in my body but I didn’t dare to move.

His lips made contact with my neck, placing light kisses in there. His nose ran down my throat and I felt myself almost hot down in south. He brought his hands up before it toyed with the hook of my brassiere, and it look like he was bothered with the fact I was wearing one.

His tongue did a sharp slide over my skin, before his teeth made its movement there. A moan escaped my lips at the feeling, and my cheeks burned in embarrassment. His hands were working on the hook behind before I felt it opening.

Oh No!

“Relax, baby.” His voice was husky and I felt his lips moving up to my jaws and placing sloppy kisses on there. His hand moved to my arms before he slid down the bra. He stopped his kisses and rose up his head and pulled up my t-shirt to grab out the bra from there.

“Tell me to stop whenever you want to.” He said and I just nodded at that. The truth was I didn’t want him to stop, but somehow the courage flowed down the drain.

I was there on his lap in nothing but a t-shirt which did nothing to hide my hard nipples. I felt him working on my jaws and throat with his hot, moistened lips and pleasure ran through my veins.

“You can do whatever you like with me.” He spoke near to my ears, before giving a bite to my earlobes. My heart thudded at that, and I felt nervous to do any such thing. Maybe he felt my hesitation for the next I know, he grabbed my hands and placed them over his shirt buttons.

“Unbutton them.” My eyes widened at that. He chuckled lightly, his deep voice vibrating near to my ears. “You're so innocent, sweetheart.” He smiled again before placing a kiss on my red cheeks.

My hands shook a little as I undid his shirt and when my hands came in contact with his solid, muscled body, I felt myself already wanting to run my hands all through his skin, and those rippled muscles.

I placed my palm over his body, and excitement buzzed in my veins. He groaned lightly as I began to caress the skin on his skin, running my fingers over his ink work. “You feel so good.” He grabbed my face with his fore-fingers and placed his lips over me. It felt as good as it always did. But this time it was more passionate. His lips assaulted mine in every way possible and I let him do that.

His hands slid under my top again and grabbed my breasts this time. I took in a sharp breath at that. His hands cupping them, his lips all over my jaws and skin left me all hot and bothered. A moan threatened to escape but I bite my lips trying to stop that.

He pulled out his right hand and ran his thumb over my lower lips. “Don’t bite them. That’s my work.” Everything he did brought such excitement in me that I wanted nothing more to have him all over me.

He began to pull out my top and that made me come back to my senses. I couldn’t let him do that. He would see my ugly scars, and I knew the next he would be disgusted my them. I placed my hands over him, ceasing him. Every fire in me wanted whatever he was going to do but the sanity in me echoed that as soon as he would see those ugly scars he was going to throw me out of his bed and his life.

And I wasn’t prepared for it till now.

He looked up at me, at my deed and nodded his head. He slid his hand out, and I saw his dishevelled hair and how I had ran my fingers through those soft locks. I knew he was turned on, I could feel the hardness in his pants, and guilt surged in me. But I didn’t know how to overcome this. I didn’t know.

“As you wish.” He placed a light kiss on my lips and cheeks. Placing me down on the floor he stood up, before forwarding his hand. I grabbed the shawl from the bench, I brought and walked back with him.

He stopped before turning around and going back to the pool side, and came back. I raised my eyebrows at him.

His lips pulled in a smirk as he spoke. “You forgot your bra in there.” And my face burned in embarrassment as I saw the black thing in his hands.

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Steamy enough?

Thank you for reading.