Chapter 69 Touching
JESSICA
He is walking around the island and heading towards the top counter.
He reached for it effortlessly, opened it and a first aid box came into view.
I was right.
He took it out and walked around the island towards me, making me turn around.
My heart raced as he approached.
He grabbed a barstool and placed it close to me as he towered over me.
My heart raced violently as I stared up at him, my lips parting on their own accord.
He is super intimidating. Super intimidating and handsome.
God, his presence is almost electrifying.
How do I step up to him, Mica?
"Sit," he said.
I furrowed my brows. "Wha...."
"Sit down," he ordered.
I gulped as I obeyed.
It is hard to disobey.
He moved in front of me, crouched down, and placed the box on the floor.
What is......what is he doing?
He opened the box and took out a few things.
"I can treat my....."
"Forget it," he snapped calmly.
I pursed my lips as he searched the box.
My eyes moved further on their own, taking in his bare skin that is not covered by his tank top.
I gulped, feeling my heart still racing.
Why does my heart always do that whenever I'm around him?
I don't understand.
He held my ankle, making me tense up.
He began cleaning my cut with a wool held with scissors.
I rested my eyes on his hand wrapped around my ankle.
Just like the way his hands wrapped around my waist that first night he kissed me.
I felt a reaction between my legs.
God, what is this?
What is this attraction?
"Stop moving," he said, making me grip the sides of the stool I am seated on.
My eyes feed on his features.
His hair looks fluffy. The next time we kiss, I want to run my fingers through......
The next time?
What is wrong with me?
He put my leg down, making me compose myself. As he stood up straight.
I looked at my feet.
It is bandaged neatly.
Whoa.
He is really good at this. How is.......
"What?"
I looked at him.
"The dressing is not to your taste, Ms little Nurse."
"No that's not....."
"Go to your room." he retorted, walking past me.
I closed my eyes and opened them, letting out a sigh as I got on my feet.
The pain clenched me again.
I groaned slightly, looking towards Uncle Xavier momentarily.
He is looking at me.
I averted my eyes from him as I limped through the path he followed.
He heaved a sigh, making me uneasy as I sensed him walking towards me.
My heart raced again.
"I....I was heading to my room,"
"Yeah right," he said, leaning down and picking me up bridal style.
I let out a yelp, my eyes widened as electrifying shivers ran down my spine.
Is this.......is this really happening?
I wrapped my hands around his neck as he walked us around the island, heading towards the entrance.
He took steps towards the stairs.
My stubborn eyes roamed his body.
His chest up to his neck.
I gulped as my eyes further moved to his flawless face.
His eyes fell on me.
I lowered my gaze instantly as my heart raced.
We headed up the stairs and got to the hallway.
I still can't believe I am in his arms right now.
What is this care? What happ....
"What room?" he asked.
I looked at him.
He is staring ahead.
I looked ahead as well and I saw my door.
"That one." I pointed.
He took us towards it and I was expecting him to put me down but.....
He opened the door and took us in.
I looked at him as he kept walking. His focus is ahead.
He is taking me to my bed?
My insides moved weirdly as we got to the bed.
He placed me on it gently without withdrawing his hands, making me look at him.
His eyes are staring below my face.
I lowered my eyes and to my greatest surprise, my boobs were popping out of my top.
My cheeks heated up as I fixed my top.
God, he saw that.
Slowly, I moved my eyes to him.
He is staring at me.
My heart raced continuously as I held his gaze.
His eyes fell on my lips.
I pursed them by impulse.
He quirked his brows, moving his eyes to mine.
I am getting lost in his features again.
He withdrew his hands, snapping me back to reality.
He turned away, rubbing his face.
What is going on with him?
He looked my way, making me gulp as I held his gaze.
He heaved a sigh.
"Fuck it," he moved closer to me and crashed his lips on mine.
Not just the world, the universe stopped.
My hands hung in the air for some seconds, confused about what to do.
Uncle is really kissing me.
This is real, right?
Push him away, Jessica. This is not real.
He will be awful to you the next minute.
Stop this.
You need to step up as Mica said.
He ran his fingers through my hair as he kept kissing me.
God, I can't.
I can't push him away.
He is not drunk or being forced. He is really kissing me.
And.....forgive me lord but I want this.
I did the first and most wanted thing, running my fingers through his hair as I kissed him back.
His hand pulled down the tiny sleeve of my top, making my heart skip.
Oh God.
He lowered his lips to my neck as he cupped one of my boobs, and he devoured my neck.
Electrifying shivers felt like grandes while running down my spine.
No.
Not just my spine.
My entire body.
I pulled down my other sleeve, exposing my other boob as he leaned down and took my nipple in his mouth instantly.
A moan escaped my lips as my body felt like it was on fire.
That felt good. I knew it would.
I have seen clips of girls moaning as their boobs are being sucked.
He lowered to my belly, brushing his lips on my belly button. My heart was pounding as I anticipated his move.
My hidden part is anticipating the most.
He stood on his knees, making me paranoid about him stopping.
I am overthinking.
Cause the next thing he did made me excited and more nervous.
He took off his tank top.
Don't pinch me. I don't want to know if this is real or not anymore.
He reached for the band of my shorts, making my heart pound faster.
I am not wearing panties.
I washed the one I have.
Oh God.
My shorts were off and I was bare before his eyes. My hands ached to cover myself up.
But the strong force within is holding my hands back and encouraging me to take this.
God, I am a virgin.
I haven't done this before.
I can't tell him that.
He will call me a toddler.
He moved my legs apart, leaning closer and taking my lips again. He lips moved hungrily and sinfully on mine.
I don't know what happened to me.
Why am I enjoying this?
I felt his fingers on my clit.
I gasped, his tongue dominated my lips as he circled his fingers on my clit.
My entire body braced at the foreign feeling.
Oh heaven.
Oh....
Next, the same fingers moved into my entrance.
My heart dropped at the pain.
He withdrew them, relieving me.
He withdrew from my lips and rested his eyes on me as I sensed his hands on his sweatpants and my brain picked up the hint instantly.
He kept staring at me.
I held his captivating gaze as I went through the war in my head.
Stop him.
Don't stop him.
You are old enough for sex.
The V card is for your future husband.
He is clearly not your future husband.
He hates you, remember?
But he kissed you.
Passionately.
Not by drink influence or coercion.
He kissed you on his own accord this time.
Stop him.
I felt him rubbing something hard on my clit.
Stop him, Jessica.
I can't.
Hard rock pushed into me.
"UH!"
"Fuck, "
My eyes squeezed shut as the pain stretched me beyond anything.
He pulled out of me slowly and pushed in again.
"Uhh..." I threw my head back, gripping the sheets.
God, the pain is like hell.
He claimed my lips as he moved in and out of me slowly.
The kiss was distracting the pain a little but gosh, it hurts really badly.
I can't believe I am doing this.
A tear rolled down the corner of my eye as he went on.
And on.
The pain was slowly losing its strength.
I lowered his lips to my neck as he kept thrusting in and out of me.
Pleasure took over the pain completely.
I held onto him as I moaned at the perfect feeling.
I threw my head back as he increased his pace.
"Uh.....oh"
He gripped my boobs as he thrust faster, carrying the bed along.
My moans and the squeaking bed echoed in the room.
He went on.
Faster.
And faster.
My body can't get enough.
It feels so good.
His weight on me and his size inside me.
Everything is perfect.
I felt a rush coming in haste.
"Oh...uh....ahhh!" I ached my back, taking the most amazing feeling I have ever had.
He pulled instantly, groaning and collapsing next to me.
My sight was clouded with stars of different colors and sizes as my breathing steadied.
Oh my God.
I just had sex.
I just lost my V card.
Why am I not regretting this?
HOURS LATER.......
The sound of birds filled my ears and I felt the rays of the sun hitting my face.
I lay on my back, feeling sore between my legs. It sent last night's bliss to my head, making me open my eyes.
My heart fluttered as I recalled the way he crashed his lips on mine.
The sex was amazing but the kiss......the kiss gives my heart a type of joy because he did it willingly.
What I didn't see coming was the sex.
It blew my chaotic mind.
Oh gosh, I am no longer a virgin.
It feels....
I heaved a sigh, resting my hand on the duvet covering my naked body.
The way he kissed and touched me was beautiful. I didn't see it coming. Starting from my cut he treated, carrying me up to my room....
What changed overnight?
I don't understand.
I turned to look at him.
He is not on the bed but seated on the couch a few steps away from the bed, dressed in his tank top and staring at me.
Blankly staring at me.
I held the duvet covering me as I raised my body while holding his gaze.
"Un...."
"Don't call me that." he retorted coldly.
I was taken aback.
"Wha....."
"Listen, Jessica." he retorted again.
I gulped.
"Last night was a mistake."
I froze.
What?
"It shouldn't have happened but it did and I take the fall for it. I was being unbelievably reckless and I apologize."
Tears approached my eyes.
"Let's just pretend it never happened. I believe you can do that," he said coldly.
Wha.....what is he saying?
"Get up and get dressed," he said, getting on his feet. "Julio will take you to the airport. I have booked your ticket to New York already."
I clenched the sheets.
"You have an hour," he said, walking past me.
I watched him with my teary eyes as he headed towards the door without looking back.
Not even a glance.
He opened the door, walked out, and closed it.
A shaky breath escaped my lips as my heart felt numb.
What have I done to myself?