Close To The Dangerous Bad Boy novel Chapter 46

"My dad."

"Oh, um, I'm gonna put it back…"

"No, it's okay," I touched his hand and turned it around. "it's the only picture where my mom is smiling. Unfortunately my dad is on it, but…" I showed to the inscription at the back of the photo.

"Skye, 28.October." He read out loud.

"It's an island in Scotland. I was named after it. Exactly a year after this photo had been taken, I was born."

"That's…pretty amazing." He stared at me again and stood up.

"Wait, what's wrong?" I asked him, surprised because of the sudden reaction.

"I'm…going to sleep. Don't worry, I'll be on the floor." He started walking away to put the photo album back on the bookshelf.

"No," I grabbed his sleeve. "don't go."

"I have to," He softly squeezed my hand. "it's already hard to be in the same room as you…but in the same bed…I won't be able to control myself." He was looking away from me.

"What? What are you talking about?" I blurted out.

He sighed and then he suddenly turned around, placing both of his hands on my cheeks, staring into my eyes up close. "I want to touch your soft skin so bad, I want to kiss every freckle on your face, every scar on your wrist, every beauty mark on your body, I want to taste your kisses, I want to bury my face in your perfect hair…" He slowly moved even closer towards my face, as if my heart wasn't racing fast enough. The heat was overflowing my body, my lips craving for his immortal kiss. "I want not only your body and your heart, but also every smile, every look, every kiss…I want it all just for me. Because I'm a selfish bastard."

"No," I breathed out a hot breath of air. "I'm the selfish one…you're on the street because of me…because of my selfish wishies…because I want you all to myself…every smile…every look…every kiss…" I whispered to him.

"No, no it's not your fault…" He leaned his forehead onto mine.

"I'm sorry Lucas…so sorry…" I couldn't help it anymore, I had to have him. I had to have his kiss. Because I'm a selfish bastard. I pressed my lips onto his, burning with passion. It was a long, painful and the sweetest kiss at the same time, as if we were trying to make up for all the kisses which were missed.

"You've got nothing to be sorry about…" He softly whispered back, kissing me even more passionately than before. Our tongues finally met, dancing that minty waltz. He was on top of me, kissing me all over…My cheek…my neck…my collar bone…my stomach…my scars… "My lil' kitty…" He gently groaned into my neck. "I'll stop now." He was still whispering in my neck.

"Why?" I half moaned half whispered.

"You don't want me to go any further, do you?" He grinned, amused by my eyes, which were watery from all the pleasure. He slowly moved his hand towards my pants…

I shook my head. I was incapable of speaking. I loved him kissing me, but…

"Don't worry," He smiled evilly, showing his dimple again. "I'm tired anyway." After he said that he simply lowered his head on my chest…on my breasts. "So soft…" He murmured, half in his sleep.

"I bet I don't hit without a reason."

"Ah!" He squeaked like a girl. "How dare you accuse me of harassing a girl in her sleep?!" He pretended to be completely outraged.

"Dashwood." I said with a serious face.

"You're mean when you wake up too…" He mumbled to himself. "Isn't she, you little cute furrball…" Lucas tickled Ash's nose. "Maybe I'm just gonna call you lil' kitty from now on…" He mumbled some more. "Besides, I just wanted to brush her hair a bit and then she struck me in the nose…and went back to sleep." He was talking to Ash, pretending I wasn't in the room.

"While I was sleepi…wait, did you watch me sleep?"

"Well…"

"Do you have any idea how creepy that is?!"

"Erm, but you just looked so cute…"

"You don't just…what…you…" What is wrong with him? Maybe I did let a serial killer inside last night, afterall…I glanced at the watch. 7.45 am?! "We overslept!"