The bag felt heavier than usual on my arm, probably didn't even need the old thing but it just felt right while I threw in every single thing I could lay my hands on.
The puff of air escaped forcefully from my lips the moment I lugged the heavy ass luggage out the door.
As if every force was against my 'graceful' pull at the bag handle, my curls decided to remind me why I needed to shave the entire thing off in the first place. I let the bag slip from my fingers and yanked the stray strand of hair behind my ear just in time to see Christian exit the house.
His hair was swept back as usual, neatly combed too but not obsessive kind of neat though, it was more I tried but I don't need to try too much, well, that about summed him up when I really thought about it.
I fought the urge to wave at him as our eyes met, I already looked like the blushing bride with my finger twirling a strand of hair behind my ear as I watched him close the distance.
The sun wasn't merciful against my face as I prayed to whatever deity would listen for my face not to look a mess. His plump lips stretched in a smile so devilish, I could melt and definitely not because of the sun either! His eyes held mischief in them, I couldn't really be sure, but as he got close enough to just reach for me, I knew from just looking at him that he was capable of so many damning things and I would love every bit of it too! Damn I needed to stay away from this man.
"Need some help?"His voice broke me out of the trance I'd placed myself in, more like a drawl but potato potatoe.
It took me a long minute and I almost ran in the opposite direction to save myself further embarrassment, but thankfully I found myself gasping, "Please!"
A deep chuckle broke from his lips before he took the torturous luggage from me. I took a sharp inhale as his fingers brushed lightly over mine, it was so feather like I must have imagined it.
He lifted the luggage easily and I almost pulled it from his grip just to make sure we were carrying the same luggage. He lifted it so easily, it was almost like the thing had been empty from the start.
I watched the way the bag swayed gently with each step he took towards my apartment. He walked ahead of me and damn the view was so worth all the life the sun had stolen from me. He always had this easy sway to his every step and even the heavy luggage couldn't take that.
"Key?"He gestures towards to door.
"What?"I burted and almost smacked myself for how stupid I sounded and looked with my eyes switching between his at his ass and his arms.
A light chuckle escaped his lips before he said, "Your apartment is locked, we'd need a key."He explained like he would a middle schooler.
"Oh! Yeah!"I could feel it without seeing it, my cheeks must mirror a tomatoe. I pulled the keys from my back pocket, the traitorous things did nothing to hide how shaky my hands were as I all but threw them at him.
If he noticed how sweaty my palms were, he didn't embarrass me further by pointing it out. He stepped aside and gestured for me to go in first."It is your apartment afterall."He smiled.
I couldn't help the smile that forced into way on my face as I stepped in. Why is the kettle on the living room table and not in the kitchen? Are those my shorts from last night?! Shit, this place is a mess. A pit settled in my stomach as I took a quick glance behind me.
Again, if he thought I was an unredeemable slob, I couldn't tell from his face, he just looked like he was accessing the space without judgement, but how could he?!
"Nice place."He sounded like he meant it."Where are the twins?"He asked still looking around.
"They're at music practice. Tha…thanks, you too."Immediately those two words left my lips, I almost smacked myself for the umpteenth time since he offered to carry my luggage."I meant, I've seen your place and it's nice too not like I…"I trailed off after hearing myself for the first few seconds. Someone kill me now!
"I should probably go get them."I shoved a hand towards the door."Do you mind waiting a bit?"
A slow smirk crawled on his face, "Not at all."
I nodded, "coffee?"
"Sure."
I used the opportunity to yank the kettle from the table and got to work, "Do you like cream?"
"What kind?"He shot back easily. It was a simple question, but the way he was looking at me…
Hot embarrassment crept up my neck, "I didn't mean…I mean…God, I swear it's not even like…"
"You look really cute when you ramble."Okay, that works too.
"I… I don't."My mouth didn't need to be told to shut up before it did, he was close enough that I could smell the mix of spice and wood with a hit of citrus? I could be wrong.
"Keep talking."He whispered as his pulled the traitorous grand from earlier behind my ear.
"I don't know what… why?"I forced out, why had my brain suddenly cut off somewhere on the path to my mouth?!
"So I have an excuse to do this."It was gently, light, again almost like I had imagined it. His lips felt just like I imagined they would against mine and even better. It was a ghost of a kiss at best but he kissed me!
"You don't need-"My words were cut off as he took my lips like he had waited all his life to do so. I was helpless against the sheer dominance he exuded as he guided us to the door. The clicking sound that followed gave me enough warning but as a groan slipped from his lips into mine, I knew for sure that I was doomed.
He bit into my bottom lips and like a crazed woman I let him take me for all I could give. He teased and nibbled, my body aches with each slide of his tongue.
I broke the kiss, "what about Tonia?"I blurted.
His eyes pinned me to the door, that danger I saw in them wasn't contained anymore, it was there and as his eyes dipped lower to my plunging neckline, a sharp exhale slipped from his lips just as they took an even darker hue.
"What about her?"His voice was husky, like a caress against my needy skin. I needed him to touch me, everywhere!
"How's she doing?"What was I doing?! I should be kissing the socks off this man not distracting him!
"She fine."
"Her progress?"
His eyes had a warning in them but I needed some space, some semblance of sanity.
"She's relapsed. She's doing what gives her the most joy, now can I do that too?"He arched a brow at me and if my cheeks weren't tomatoe red before, they definitely were now.
"But-"
He didn't need to say it when he could proof it. He shut me up well and easy alright and I was happy to me.
A moan slipped from my lips as he yanked my hands over me head. His lips trailed, barely touching but teasing my skin, from a nibble at the tip of my ear to feathery kisses down my neck.
"You smell so fucking good."He groaned. If I wasn't wet before, I was a freaking pool by the time he placed a kiss on my collarbone.
A shiver ran through me as his tongue darted out to lick the spot his lips just punished.
"Should I stop?"He actually looked worried. I'd die if you did!
"No. I want you to fuck me."