Chapter 41

Lila's POV:

His lips met mine, and I completely lost my senses. It's like I had been waiting for this my entire life. My hands wrapped themselves around him, pulling him closer. He deepened the kiss, tilting so he could explore my mouth further. I have to admit, I was on fire at that point, the kiss already hot and demanding. I didn't know when I had removed his shirt, leaving him in only his pajama trousers. We tumbled into the bed and that's as he pulled apart, looking me in the eye, our breathing heavy.

"You're sure about this?" He asked, his eyes shining with desire and a dozen other emotions I couldn't name.

"You're seriously asking me that?" I squeaked, my hands impatient. I wanted to run them over that long, lean body. He smirked.

"You're right… I shouldn't be asking that." He said and resumed kissing me, his free hand working on the buttons of my clothes. I moaned when his hands brushed my breasts, sinking my hands into his hair, pressing him deeper into me. His fingers found my nipples, and he teased it.

"Dean…" I moaned out, biting my lips in pleasure. I felt him smile against me and, as an act of punishment, pinched him.

"Ow…" he cried out, playfully glaring at me. "What was that for?"

"Serves you right." I said, chuckling at his expression. His eyes got darker, and he slanted his brows.

"You're forgetting something, little princess."

"What is it?"

"You're at my mercy." He said, smiling devilishly.

"Oh, my… I'm so scared." I said, chuckling.

His eyes ventured lower and stopped at my breasts. Desire rising again. He kissed them and I arched my back in pleasure. He soon started sucking on them, and it was becoming increasingly hard to keep the moans in.

"My mum's going to kill me if she found me like this." I said after a while.

"Not a bad fate." He muttered as his hands tugged at my underwear. Uncertainty filled me, but I swallowed it down. There's nothing to be scared about. I absolutely wanted this.

His eyes searched mine, and they held that questioning gaze. I was forced to mumble, "it's okay, I'm safe. Had my period a few days ago."

He nodded and pulled them off. I fluttered my eyes shut. His fingers found my cl*t, and he began teasing it.

"Dean…" I moaned out again, shivering in pleasure. The pressure built till I was on the brink of explosion, literally begging for my release. I eventually had it and it was the most amazing feeling ever, mind shattering even.

He then entered and rode out with me, our moans filling the entire room. The rest, they say, is history.

After a long pleasurable night together, wrapped around each other, we fell into the sweetest, darkest sleep ever.

***

(The next morning)

'My pillow is really comfy,' I thought to myself, smiling in my sleep. Except it doesn't feel like a pillow. It's not soft or fluffy. It's hard and fleshy…like a…

My eyes snapped open, staring at the sleeping body in front of me. Like a human body!

I tried rushing up, but every muscle in my body protested against it.

"Ouch…" I groaned, feeling intense pain between my legs. Why wasn't it there last night? Dean opened his eyes and his gaze settled on me. Widening his eyes a little, he let out a corky smile.

"Good morning." He muttered, trying hard not to grin. What's so funny? That's when I remembered I wasn't wearing anything and probably naked in front of him. Immediately self-conscious, I wrapped my sheets around my body. Dean broke into full-fledged laughter now, making me blush with embarrassment.

"Gosh, Dean… This is so not funny! How am I supposed to get to my room if I can't move my limbs? My mum's going to be checking on me soon and I don't know what will happen if she doesn't see me there!" I complained, and he sobered up a little, laughter still in his eyes.

"So you're worried about that now?" He taunted. I blushed harder.

"Dean!"

"Okay, okay. I'll help. What's the time?" He asked. I glanced at the wall clock.

"10 minutes to seven?" I said confused, how's that supposed to help anything?

"Your mom is going to be out soon, so we need to get you to your room as fast as possible. But first, let's get you something to wear." He said and got out of the bed. I covered my face as he did that.

"Stop acting all shy now. You were biting last night."

"I know, you don't have to remind me." I mumbled to myself.

He threw his shirt at me, then came to sit beside me. Now worried, he asked, "You okay?"

"Yeah… Really. So you don't have to go on guilty on yourself. I knew what I was doing."

I hurriedly wore the shirt and a few things I could lay my hands on. Once through, I glanced at him.

"What now?"

"You go to room and I watch out for you." He said.

"Are you sure about that?"

"Totally."

I sighed and got off the bed, wincing as my legs touched the floor. This is going to be a lot harder than I thought. Dean tried to suppress a chuckle, and I shot him a glare. That didn't help a bit.

Finally rising up, I took small measured steps to the door and cautiously opened it, checking that no one was in the corridor. I crept out and quietly made my way to my room, Dean watching me go. I was scared as hell, but I tried not to show it.

Eventually I made it to my room and sagged against the door once I closed it, heaving a sigh of relief. Now, it's time to cover up all this love marks. Don't want any speculative glances on me.

***

Breakfast went on simply and mom announced we would go to visit Chad in the hospital. Although he's getting better, he's still not been discharged. We don't know why.

Once ready, we filed into our respective cars and let the driver take us to the hospital. There we found a happy and bubbling Chad. He looked really fine to me. I wonder why he doesn't want to be discharged yet.

"So you'll be getting on the stage a few days from now?" Chad asked, and I nodded.

"Well, you better put up a good show cause I'll be watching from here."

"I promise." I replied, and grinned.

We spent some time with him, but I had to leave early so I could finish brushing up my dance steps. I bade goodbye to Chad and on my way out, my gaze caught Dean's. Remembering last night experience, a tingle began in my hairs and a blush crept to my cheeks. I took in a deep breath and walked out of the ward before I gave myself away.

***

Dean's POV:

I watched Lila go and then turned to Chad, who was staring at me intently.

"What's up with that look?" I asked.

"Nothing…" He replied, then grinned. "Look, I know you like her just don't… Well, you know what."

I smiled and conjured up the sincerest apologetic voice I could find.

"Look, I have no plans of doing that."

"That's good to know." He replied. We got interrupted as the rest of the Sparks members trooped in, wanting to talk to Chad.

***

(Three days later)

Lila's POV:

Finally! The D-day had arrived! I was backstage, getting ready with the outfit designers and make-up artists that were assigned to me. The total backstage was in frenzy as everyone get going in and out.

I stared at the mirror, taking in deep breaths and trying to calm my quivering nerves. I heard the loud scream outside, and I knew it was almost time for me to go out and give everything I had to my fans, who were eagerly waiting for me. Note that I said fans.

My mum walks over and gives me a small smile, gently massaging my tense shoulders. I finally relaxed.

"You nervous?" She asks.

"As hell."

"Don't worry, everyone is always nervous before they got out but once you get out on that stage, dance like you own it." She said, and I smiled heartily.

"You bet I will." I said, and she smiled.

"I know you will." She says and stops. I turn around and hug her.

"Thanks so much mum." I muttered, and she pats my back. I look behind her and see the rest of the members behind him smiling and waving. They've all come to offer me their support, which I'm grateful for my eyes scanned the crowd for a particular person. He might be in the crowd somewhere, never with the rest of the boys. Arrogant jerk, When did I come to love him so much?

"Looking for someone?" My mum asked, and I nodded.

"Well, I hope you find him soon, cause you're about to get on the stage soon," she said and winked. My cheeks heated, thank God I was wearing some Make up or else she'd have seen me blush.

"He had better…" I mumble.

"You've worked so hard for this and finally it's gotten to you. Now go get them." My mum says and passes me a microphone. A microphone branded with my name. I nod and take in a deep breath. I think I'm ready.

"Leaving without your moral support?" He asks and I turn. His hands are folded and his brows raised. Too handsome. I rush over to kiss him on the lips, and he holds me by the waist.

"Damn… You look beautiful." He muttered, pulling apart.

"Thanks." I reply, batting my lashes.

"I shouldn't delay you. Everyone is waiting," he said and moved backwards. I took in a deep breath as I heard my name being called. Waving a quick goodbye to my mom, I walked out onto the stage.

Thousands of people were out there and from the corner of my eyes I could see Alya and Ximena. The ovation got louder and just as immediately, all of my troubles melted away and I felt alright.

I felt like I was born to be here.