sleepover
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Have you ever felt like you were on cloud nine and you were living a fantasy?
That is how my past week has been. It all started the night we went to the bar. Once I told him that I had wanted to kiss him,it was like I had unlocked something else in him.
He didn't let me finish my sentence because his lips were on mine. It started out rough, he moved closer and pulled me closer to him. He slowed his pace and held on to my head. His hands started at the base of my neck sliding upwards to the base of my neck where they rested. He angled my head to just the right position. His tongue was silently asking for permission to have my mouth open and I did. I have never been kissed like this in my life. My hands had a mind of their own, they were on a journey from his stomach. Which might I add, are solid and ripped. He moaned into my mouth and deepened the kiss but, shortly pulled back.
" Please come home with me"
I panicked because I had never slept at a guy's house before. Like what was I suppose to do there. What if he wanted s*x? I wasn't ready for that.
" Hey. I can see you are overthinking this. I just want to hold you. I promise there will be no funny business. I want to hold you and we can talk without me afraid you might run away."
I looked into his eyes and it was like he was pleading with me. I didn't know if I should trust that because all my life people have lied to me. Well most people, the people I wanted love and trust from. I don't know what came over me, I nodded.
I was in the car with him on our way to his house. I was panicking deep down because my mind was going in all directions.
I was thinking of how I would react if he tried to have s*x with me. Would I run, accept it, or would I make a fool of myself. I knew that I probably looked like someone who was been kidnapped. I jumped in my seat when I felt and noticed his hand on my leg.
" hey, I promise I wont try anything funny." I nodded. " can I hold your hand?"
I agreed again and he held my hand. It was one of the best feeling I've ever felt. The journey to his place continued like that. When we got to his house, he rushed to my side and opened the door. He held onto my hand again as we walked into the apartment building.
I tried to pull my hand away but, he refused to let go. He just gave me a smile.
He greeted the doorman then, led me to the elevator. He pressed the button to his floor. And of course it was the penthouse. I mean it's what I expected for a man who has as much money as he has. The ride to his floor was silent because I was still panicking inside.
We got to his floor and walked to his door. He opened the door and led me inside. There was a small table at the side close to the door with a bowl and a vase with some flowers. He dropped the keys in the bowl and took off his coat. He hanged it and did the same with mine.
We walked straight ahead which led us to the living room area. It was a wide area with a huge TV by the wall and a very beautiful couch that was slightly in the center of the room. I tried my best to be discreet but, I guess he caught me cause he offered to give a tour.
I gladly accepted and he showed me the place . The place had four bedrooms, I saw all three guest rooms and he left his room for last. He opened the last door to the only room I had not seen. His bedroom.
We walked in and I was amazed at how beautiful and big this room was. I was looking around until my eyes fell onto the bed. I turned bright red and looked up at him. Of course he was looking straight at me and smiling.
"I am going to change and you can use the bathroom in here. "
He moved to his closet and took out some clothes. He handed them to me and grabbed some then walked out.
I hesitantly grabbed the clothes and went into the bathroom. It was the biggest bathroom I had ever seen but, given my lack of exposure that wasn't shocking. I didn't want to have an awkward situation of him finding me unchanged. So I took a quick shower because I didn't want my first sleepover with me chasing the guy away with a bad scent.
Kate always says you have to smell nice when having these sleepovers and the best way was a shower. I just hope he doesn't take it the wrong way.
I changed into a T-shirt and tiny shorts. Why does he own such tiny shorts. The short was almost covered by the shirt and I hoped he didn't notice. I walked out with my clothes in the hand.
I turned red for the nth time because he was there. He was laying in bed with no shirt and the sheet was as low as his waist. With just the band of his shorts showing. The same band as the shorts I was wearing. It was like he was reading my mind.
"Nice boxers Lisa."
Wait what? I was wearing his boxers. I can't believe I didn't think of it. What do you expect from me. He the covers and asked me to join him.
I walked towards the bed slowly and joined him. I quickly covered myself and turned my back to him. I heard him chuckle then the heat on my back. I closed my eyes real tight because I didn't want to look at him.
I jumped in the same spot because he felt his breath on my ear as i felt his hand around my waist. He whispered into my ear just as he pulled me close.
"I told you that you would sleep in my arms"
And I could feel everything from his hard chest, toned abs and something I didn't want to think of. He kissed my neck lightly and held me close.
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