68| innocent

S A R A H

A huge howl of laughter escapes my mouth, once I find myself in his embrace. "D-Darek, I think that's enough now love," And to my luck, he stopped.

I can't help but fail at suppressing my smile. He always knew how to make me smile. He always listened, he cared for me. Too much sometimes.

"I'm going to get the snacks babe, you can find a movie,"

"Already on it," His tan skin was glistening and it reminded  me of men in the movies. He looked unreal, out of this world and I couldn't believe that I got a chance to hold him again. The chance to call him mine. His

green eyes that fit perfectly-  with his olive complexion-- roamed around the TV  screen.  He wore nothing but a pair of grey sweats- don't ask me how it even got there, but the image always  had me distracted.

He shifts a bit, his body moving at a normal pace but in my head it was all in slow motion. His dark black hair

hair was messy and slightly wet. I smiled, my chest fluttering. This work of art was mine.

"Beauty, you're making it so hard  not to toss you over this couch,"

"Why wait, then?" What I say, shocks me too. His eyes are now dark and I was succeeding. Our eyes never leave each other, with every step he takes. It felt like I was waiting an eternity, a certain impatience I wasn't used to, had just exposed itself. So I inch myself closer to him until we're  inches away from each other.  My palm rests on the back of his neck, and I stand on my tip toes. He seems to notice, so he lifts me up by the waist and my ass lands on  the kitchen counter.

Not even a second later, our lips are touching. The warmth in it, makes me melt almost. Our tongues dance with one other, and I can't seem to get enough of him. I caress his naked upper body, feeling every part him. Embedding the image but neither of us pull away from the kiss. I feel his big hand on my waist, while his fingers linger on the  hem of my tee. This slightly brings me back to reality. I was not wearing a bra. Breaking  the kiss, my eyes catch his swollen lips and I can only imagine  mine are far worse. I gulp.

His hand travels  up to my back, and he draws tiny circles. "Trust me," his voice is so husky, I get distracted. I almost forgot what he said. And now I'm looking into his eyes, I did trust him. No doubt.

I just... didn't trust myself.

He places feathery kisses on my shoulder. "It's okay, beauty." He seems so genuine. "You don-"

"I want you," I whisper. I use my hands to remove my oversized tee, leaving me half naked in front of him. With only my panty on. His eyes  leave mine, and travel down to my chest. "Beautiful," I smile a small smile. His lips find my neck this time and I can't seem to hold  back a moan. I clench my legs, and I could almost see the smirk on his face. He travels from my neck, my collarbone, all the way down to my boobs. He sucks  onto my nipple, causing my breathe to hitch and for my legs  to lock tighter. He goes from slow and gentle,  to aggressively faster as he doesn't seem to forget the  other one. My nails dug onto his back, this was ecstacy.

While I was enjoying the treatment, it didn't seem to last as he separated both my legs. He opens the door to his bedroom and I was grateful for the fact that, we weren't in my house. He guides me to his bed, my fingers linger on his v-line, and I hear a groan for him. "Beauty," his jaw clenches and I look at him with such innocence. I play with the waistband of his sweatpants and I can see his holding back.

"You've been such a bad, bad girl, beauty," He somewhat gets closer, I don't know how considering we were already too  close for comfort. I feel his hard shaft on my navel and I let out a tiny gasp.

"And you know what happens  to bad girls?" His eyes don't leave mine, they're determined. I shake my head, innocently.

"They get punished,"

The both of us were naked, our bodies touching. I felt rather insecure, I was exposed right in front of him. But there was such love in his eyes. His eyes were on me, like I was the only person living. I raise my hands up in attempt to cover myself up. "Why are covering up such work of art, beauty?"

I bite my lip.

"Because," I breathe in. "I don't feel pretty,"

"Damn right," I feel a slight sting in me. Had he agree-

"You're drop dead gorgeous," My heart warms.

Oh.

"C'mere," He cups my cheek and attends to neck. I tilt my head to the side, giving him more access to my neck. His teeth bite the skin of neck. He creates marks with his tongue and all I could feel was pain, that was pleasure. He flips me over and I land on a soft surface, I suppose is his bed.

"You're stunning," He kisses me. His thumb playing with the bottom of my tee. He slowly pulls my panty down and I study him. His jaw was clenched, his shaft  was radiating its heat on my thigh, right next to my clit.  He tosses it somewhere in the room  and he bows his head down and places a kiss near my clit. This causes it to throb.

"Beautiful,"

"Darek, I want you,"

"All you had to do was ask," he smirks. He captures my lips, his hand slowly roams around my belly, until he stops by my clit. He plays with it, teasing me. "Darek,"

He inserts his finger inside of me and my back arches so suddenly. My sensitivity strikes  and I completely hand myself over. He inserts  a second  finger, and I bite my lip. "Don't  punish yourself,"

"Say my name,"

He goes faster, his body on top of mine now.  The further pleasure makes me moan. I look down to his size, it was long.

How was it gonna fit inside of me?

Our eyes lock. "Are you ready?"

I was too speechless to talk, so I just shot him a solid nod.

He thrusts into me the first time and I immediately felt like my eyes are bleeding. I bite my lip. "I'm  sorry, I'm so sorry beauty," He pecks my forehead.

With each thrust, the pain was subsiding and I begin feeling the pleasure. With his finger inside of me  and his teasing thrust, my toes curl. I can't seem to get enough, my hands form a fist in the sheets. We moan in unison and I feel the vibration in his chest on mine.

With each thrust, it felt like more life was being brought to me. More happiness, brighter days.

"Ah, D- Darek," He thrusts slowly into me. "Faster," I plea. He hoists my body up and thrusts into me. I call out his name, my nails digging into his skin. I pull him closer to me and he fastens his pace. My eyes role from the back of my head.

I trusted him.

I trusted myself in his arms.

"Shit, Sarah," he groans. He thrusts deeper and deeper into me. "I- I think I'm going to- ah-"

"Darek, I think I'm g-gonna cum," I utter as fast as I could.

"Fuck," The words comes out of his mouth.

I've never heard anything sexier than that.

I feel bad that I'm unable to pleasure him. He did all the  work and I barely did anything. And I couldn't  right now, I felt so weak and so satisfied at the same time. With his dry finger, he wiped away tears that I didn't even notice. My tears of joy and pain at the same time.

He kissed my bullet scar, that wasn't going to fade any time soon. The one everyone thought killed me, but, on the contrary, only saved me.

If it wasn't for a miracle itself, I wouldn't be here. I never went there, with bulletproof vest. Neither did I plan to get shot.

All I wanted was to save her life. I find him staring at me, while I stared off to the messy bed.

"I  love you, you know that,"

"I know and I love you,"

Despite  eveything, I don't regret anything.

"Baby," I look over to those green  eyes. "What is it my love?"

I chuckle. "I can't walk,"