Stay with Me by Awesomekristii (e reader books .txt) 📗

C H A P T E R 33

DELILAH

“Can I kiss you?” His finger pads brushed away the tiny hair sprawled over my face, his eyes softened and so very bare. It didn’t even bother me to nod, because somewhere or the other I was craving for it.

 

And next, I know his lips crashed against mine, and unlike last time it was not slow and sweet but hard and tempting. He moved his lips over me as if he was some professional. So skilful. His hard and strong stature didn’t give away, how soft and intoxicating were his lips.

 

His tongue entered inside my mouth, battling for dominance. I allowed my submission then and there. I wasn’t an expert, and neither did I have any experience regarding this.

 

His body pressed more against me, his one arm wrapping around my waist firmly. His other hand went up cupping my face in his large palms.

 

The feel of his lips, made me close my eyes feeling like in the deepest of abyss, but unlike darkness and fear, here calmness and peace settled in me, away from the outside world.

 

I heard him letting out a groan, as his teeth bite my lower lip earning a moan from me. My cheeks reddened at the sound I made, but that made him kiss me more this time. Almost sucking out my very soul. I gasped for air, when he left me and I didn’t even open my eyes to look at him. I felt dazed and drowsy.

 

I felt his fingers brushing over my lower lips, his voice hoarse as he spoke, “Did you liked that?” I didn’t know how to answer this. So, I just nodded.

 

He lowered his head and looking at his lips again I saw the moisture settled in there as he licked them. “So damn cute.” I heard him muttered under his breath before again cupping my face in his large palms. This time I looked directly at him, and see the familiar desire swirling in those eyes.

 

He leaned and pressed a closed mouth kiss against mine, before brushing his tongue over my lower lip and finally leaving me. He rose up and forwarded his hand. I took hold of it, rising up.

 

“Let's get something to eat.” I didn’t object to that. I realised at the name of food that I was starving.

 

We walked back to the car, and my feet was already missing the feeling of the sand beneath me. The cold and the calm spectacle of the rising tides and rthe rhythmic flow of the water.

 

I rolled down my pants inside the car, my feet were still wet and covered in sand. The dampness of my cloth made shivers break into my skin. “Fuck! I shouldn’t have thrown the water at you.” I looked up at Damien who was strapping his seat belt.

 

It was barely on a sprinkle of water. The dampness was due to the fact I fell on the sand beside the sea beach. “I wasn’t a saint myself?” I saw the corners of his lips pulling in a smile and I could never get tired of complimenting the rare moments he smiles.

 

He was on the heater inside the car, and I found the shivers lessening. I gave a hitch to my sweater and felt the warmth inside the car.

 

By the time we are on the road, there were tiny snowflakes in the air. I could see the light snowfall and it didn’t surprise me. It’s after all the last week of November.

 

I gazed out at the tiny white fluff and my fingers yearned to touch them. But I restrained the urge. This wasn’t the time.

 

I couldn’t help but replay the kiss a thousand times inside my head. The tingled feeling on my lips remained. Was it a date? I didn’t know. I hthe ad has never been on one. Despite that, I didn’t feel like bringing this up.

 

If it was just a friendly visit?

 

I saw him pulling beside a small shop, the same one we had been to before. We walked to a place in the corner of the shop, just overlooking the snowing street. The heater inside the diner gave a warm and homely feeling.

 

He ordered the food, while I enjoyed the view outside.

 

•••••••••••••

 

When we get back, grandma was already present in the living room, sipping her bubble tea. She loved that, and when I tried it, even I got a lover of it.

 

“You guys are home.” She stood up, the gold-rimmed spectacles settled over her head. She placed the teacup on the table, and when I thought she was going for him, she engulfed me in a hug. Warmth filled my inside.

 

“I'm sure, you guys enjoyed.” My mind went back to the beach and what we did, and unwanted blush rose up my cheeks. I heard grandma chuckling to that and patted my hot cheeks. “I guessed right.”

 

“I brought you food.” Damien handed her the food he packed for her from the restaurant. “What's in there?” She peeked inside and I saw her lips in a big smile.

 

“I didn’t know, En has finally been this considerate.” Damien rolled his eyes at that but I could see the amusement in them.

 

“Don’t be so happy, I’m not bringing you nuggets again.” His voice softened. “It's not good for your health.”

 

“Fine. But lemme enjoy this, and I’m not gonna share.” A laugh escaped me at her childishness.

 

“Don’t worry, we already had our dinner.” I saw grandma walking to the kitchen not bothering anymore. She must be liking that very much.

 

 

 

I walked out of the shower, feeling the exhaustion of the day, leaving me. I had sneaked into my room to take a relaxing warm shower since grandma was busy downsstairs. I slipped in the pyjamas, and the tee before walking toward his room.

 

The light was dimmed and the sound of the water confirmed he was in the shower. I slipped inside the covers and when my back hit the bed, a relaxed sigh left my lips.

 

I snuggled inside the duvet, with the book I had grabbed from my room. I was reading Brida, which I had borrowed from the library. My eyes ran over the pages and I couldn’t concentrate.

 

My mind went back to the night we shared inside the bathroom. His touches and the feelings. I couldn’t help imagining the water running down his neck to the V of his chest, before down the rippled muscles.

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