“I love you.” I confessed. I wasn’t embarrassed to say it in a room full of people. I wanted them to know. I fucking adored her. Her lips grazed mine softly and she smiled.
“I love you too.” Her voice was low, breathy and it sent my heart rate spiking. My chest fluttered and I ran my thumb over her hand. “Can we go up to bed yet? I’m so tired.” Her head was resting against my shoulder, her hand kept hold of mine as she stood up. The blush pink dresses straps slipped off her shoulders as she pulled on my hand softly. She would never have the strength to pull me from my seat. Her eyes examined my body as she continued to pull me. She leant forward slightly, her hands placed on my thighs and her lips against my ear. “Please come to bed?” She whispered so that nobody else would hear, she was almost begging me and my cock twitched as she placed the lobe of my ear between her teeth. I groaned a little as she moved from me. Everyone else in the room could have disappeared from the room for all I knew at that moment in time I wanted nothing more than to cherish every inch of her. She waltzed towards the living room door, the silk of her dress hung and clung in all the right places. Her eyes danced as she looked at me. They were dark with desire. She left the room. I felt eyes on me and I looked towards Jay. He was grinning, he slapped my thigh and winked at me.
“Go get your girl.” I smirked and followed her out the room not giving it a second thought. My girl.
Holt
I placed my shoes next to the bedside table in his room. It was nothing short of a feeling of euphoria. I exhaled as the pressures of them released the second I took them off. The door creaked open slightly, his eyes were burning and I smiled sweetly at him. Before I could register what was happening his hands were around my waist, I smiled to myself and kissed his cheek. My arms wrapped themselves around his neck.
“I quite like not having to hide anything anymore.” His tone was husky and low and I bit down on my lip as I tilted my head.
“Is that so?” I ran my lips against his and pulled slightly on his neck. My hands ran through the bottom of his hair and his eyes closed.
“Do you like your gifts?” His eyes opened, his thick lashes looked heavy and I kissed him again slowly. His lips lingered on mine for a while.
“I loved them all. I think my favourite is the pictures.” His lips lifted upwards and I felt his hands slip down my waist. I dropped my hands from his hair and pushed his blazer off his shoulders. I kissed him slowly as it fell to the floor. He didn’t attempt to stop me. “I wanted to kiss you that night at the wedding.” I admitted between the kisses I placed against his neck. My fingers trailed down his chest unbuttoning every one of the buttons on his shirt. His breathing mellowed, the scent of his breath was refreshing. “I was dying for you to touch me,” I placed my hand against the skin of his abs and watched his eyes flutter closed momentarily before he opened them again “not once did you overstep a boundary,” my hand trailed upwards toward the muscles of his pecks, I knocked the shirt off his shoulders and he helped remove it from his arms “you were so controlled,” I breathed as my lips landed on his. He didn’t move once only to help remove his shirt. He was a sight for sore eyes, he was so defined and as I ran my fingers across the ‘v’ that trailed down to his trousers he took my hand in his.
“I was burning inside.” His voice was almost carnivorous in tone. A growl maybe. It was deep and sexy. He placed his lips against mine in one swift motion, his tongue invaded mine and there was an air of desperation between us. I wanted nothing more than him. All of him. I moaned softly, I almost sounded pained and felt him pull away, running his lips over my neck as his hands pushed the tiny straps from off my shoulders. “I wanted to fuck you the second I laid my eyes on you.” My eyes closed and my head tilted backwards, my nipples hardened at his confession, the feeling of them rubbing against the silky material made me bite down on my lip. “I’ve always dreamed of ripping this dress off you.” He nipped the skin of my neck between his teeth, a feeling of pain mixed with pleasure swam through me. I loved it. His other hand that was holding my head pulled against my hair.
“It’s too nice to rip.” I hardly recognised the breathy voice that left my mouth.
“I’ll buy you a new one.” Fuck he’s sexy. I gripped his shoulders softly, the feeling of them flexing under my grip made me wet. “Tell me you want me Avaya.” His hand ran over my erect nipples over the top of my dress, running it down my waist towards the hem of my dress. My eyes closed instantly. We were still stood up. His fingers brushed against my thigh and then the front of my knickers. “Tell me you want me,” he repeated. I swallowed the anticipation of him touching me.
“Please Haz.” He ran his
