"Mmm, damn right you do. You fit around me perfectly." He leans in and tenderly places a kiss on my lips.
"I love you." He whispers as he backs away. "So fucking much."
"I love you too," I say with a moan as he thrusts in again. My legs begin to tremble, my body clinches, and I see stars.
I always knew Anderson Cole would be the one I'd lose my virginity to. He was theonly oneI could see myself doing anything with, and yes, it felt every ounce of right. He was gentle until I wasn't. Even then, he was still caring in his movements. Making sure I was okay every step of the way.
I was not okay. Because I was so much more than just 'okay.' For once, I felt great. It lasted well into the morning, and I'm sore. Now we're in my room in the house; he's still snoring on my side of the bed. It's a beautiful sight. Drool included.
I've wanted this with him for so long, and finally let myself have it. Damn, did it feel good. So good that I couldn't sleep. I love watching him sleep. I love him.
I love him.
I lean down and whisper in his ear, "I truly love you, Ander," I swear I see a ghost of a smile cross his face between his rumbling snores.
Ha! I'm officially a sap. I can't help but laugh at myself. My brain needs coffee, but damn, my body needs him.Again.
I decide to let him sleep and settle on the coffee. I slip out of bed or attempt to.
As I started rolling out of bed, he pulled my body back towards him. He was positioning me so that his chest was resting against my back, our bodies curving into one, and I could feel every inch of him. I can't control the obnoxiously loud gulp that escapes my throat. He moves my hair, nestling his head on my shoulder.
His breath tickles my ear as he whispers, "I love you so much, Rosie. I have always loved you, and I always will.I'll never stop."
Oh no, not the tears. The tears filled my eyes as I tried to hold back with every fiber of my being. Shit. There's no use. They're here whether I like it or not. I didn't make a sound, but I'm not sure if he knows me this well or if he sensed it, but he leaned over and wiped them away as they fell and softly kissed my shoulder.
I couldn't even respond instantly. I didn't have to. There's something comforting about loving someone and feeling their love rather than just hearing them say it. I've felt Ander's love long before the words escaped his lips, and the same goes for him. He felt my love, whether or not I spoke the words right then, butdamn,they felt good to hear.
"I love you too," I whispered, finally. I scooted backward, inching closer to him as he squeezed me tighter.
"Will you love me forever?" he asked softly, stroking my hair. I could sense the smile spreading on his face.
I giggle softly. The question warms my heart so much that he would even be thinking about a lifetime with me. "I'll never stop, either,"I respond with a smile. I couldn'tnotlove this boy until the last days. He squeezes me, pulling me in a little tighter to him.
Chapter seven
Via
"V, did you hear that?" He remained quiet for a minute, and then I heard it.
There was banging on the door and loud voices outside. That's great. Of course, something would disrupt this perfect moment.
Ander wastes no time at all. I look over, and he pulls on his boxers, then quickly reaches for his clothes. Reluctantly, I begin doing the same. I assume I should be a little more startled and concerned and moving with more urgency, but I'm more so just pissed off that the moment is being cut short against our wills.
Ander is dressed and lifts the alarm clock on the nightstand. It's only 3:37 am.
Okay, now I'm a little freaked out. Who the hell would be here at this time? Ander sees the concern growing on my face.
He softly kisses my forehead and whispers, "You stay here. I'll go look out of the window in the front to see if I can get a look at who it is and what's going on,"
I nod hesitantly. Then he disappears down the hall.
Suddenly, the fact that neither of us has a working phone and is stuck without a way to call for help hits me like a ton of bricks. Oh, god.
I just let him go out there alone. I start pacing the room as the panic sets in firm.
Then I hear her. Izzy? Why the hell is she here? Is that crying?
"THAT CANNOT BE TRUE! HOW!?" I hear Ander shout, and before I know it, I run straight to the front of the house to get where they are.
