Close To The Dangerous Bad Boy novel Chapter 61

He cupped the left side of my face with his hand and moved it just a tad, kissing me with such passion, such lust...It was almost hard to let go. His lips filled mine perfectly. He stopped for a second, looking at me, hungrily licking his lips with that pink tongue. He effortlessly pushed me against the wall and kissed my lips one more time, slightly sliding his tongue in my mouth and in-twining it with mine. I could taste the mint freshness.

He paused again, only so he could slid one hand on my lower back, lifting up my shirt halfway. I gently bit his finger as it explored my lips, kissing it like I'm trying to apologize for the bite. I craved him. I craved his flesh, his soul, his love...his everything and more. "Take it off." I beckoned seductively, raising my hands.

He gripped tighter than before, it wasn't just a slight tickle of his fingertips on my bare skin, now I could feel his strong fingers digging in my flesh, yet so gently, tracing up my torso. I arched my back up against the wall as he pulled my comfy shirt off of me. I was half naked, but I didn't feel the cold. I was shivering, but I wasn't freezing at all.

"You can say stop at any time." He mumbled, kissing my jaw bone.

"D...Don't stop." I purred.

My answer made him entranced, his wild eyes wide, unable to pull back from me. He took my hand and led me towards the back of the room where I spilled rose petals. He turned over the other two barrels, which were also filled with red rose petals, and layed his huge black leather jacket over the flower pile. Lucas sat on the jacket and pulled my hand, capturing me in his arms.

Sombre, faint light was shinning from the street, revealing the fullness of his angel-like lips. He traced the arc of my cheek, ever so gently. "You look different in this light." He smiled. Others would ask What do you mean different? But I didn't care. It was a compliment. I knew.

He kissed my neck. Once. Twice. Sliding his lips lower. Lower. Pressing them on the fullness beneath. I left out a small moan as he unhooked my bra, skillfully. His lips moved swiftly all over me, the touch of his hot breath on my cold skin burned the kisses into my body like tattoos. He bit me on the neck, just above the collarbone, sucking on the skin as if he was a thirsty creature of the night. He gently moved my legs apart, just a bit, and gazed into my eyes for permission. I reached for his neck and wrapped my hand around it, tracing my fingers through his still wet, raven-like hair. I simply smiled and pulled him into a kiss.

He moved his body between my legs and I could feel that weight of a man on top of me. A part of his body was hardening, I could feel it pressing through my jeans. "Um, I don't know...I mean, tell me what to d...do...what am I supposed to do?" I asked, timidly.

The moon came to visit us.

Then the stars.

And then even the sun.

Lucas rested his head on my chest, while I was leaning on a cold wall. The first sun beams lighted up to room, revealing flower petals in his hair. I gently picked them out, throwing them on the pile with the others. It was so peaceful. We stayed quiet for hours, but it wasn't that - uncomfortable silence, there was just...no use for words. Silence felt good for the first time in my life.