My Nightmare

Chapter 28

I sobbed even more by looking down at my hands on the sofa. I deserve this. My tears dripped down and I tried to wipe it but my tears continued to fall. No matter how much I wiped, the couch was still wet.

I didn't notice the sound of the door opening until Lisander's figure knelt in front of me at my feet and before I could see him, he pulled me into his arms. He rested my head on his shoulder. I paused in surprise but then I returned his hug and cried louder inside his embrace. After a moment, he moved and sat beside me without letting go of his embrace. Now his position is more comfortable, he sat beside me and still hugged me. He waited for me until I stopped, which finally happened 30 minutes later.

After I calmed down, Lisander let go of his embrace but his hand grabbed my cheek and rubbed the remaining tears. I looked at his shirt which was wet on the shoulder. Chuckled in a nasal voice, I apologized to him for making his shirt wet. He also chuckled and said it was okay.

Then I ventured into his eyes with my swollen eyes and red nose. He looked at me softly and got deep into my soul. My heart skipped a beat when he stared at me like this. Whether because of the intensity of our gaze, I unconsciously saw his lips. He also did the same. Then slowly we leaned our heads closer together as if a magnet was pulling us. We stop in the middle and then look back into each other's eyes at the same time. And I ended up wiping our lips apart and kissing them while closing my eyes.

As I remember, his lips were soft and felt just right. His hands cupped my cheeks and mine slipped behind his head and pulled him to deepen our kiss. I suck on his lower lip and stick out my tongue and without delay, he opened his mouth and our tongues explored each other's mouths. Our make-out session is very gentle at first and after a few minutes, it becomes passionate. I think our hormones kick in. His hands holding my waist help me to shift and straddle his groins with my knees on both sides of his hips. My hands are wrapped around his neck. Our kiss was only interrupted for a few seconds when we were out of breath and after taking a breath, we immediately crushed each other's lips again.

From just this kiss, I felt my lower part wet, so I moved my hips and rubbed myself over his member. I could feel him getting hard too. But before anything further happened, Lisander gripped his hand around my waist and stopped my movements at once, and slowly withdrew from our kiss. He then held my cheek and placed his forehead on mine. He still closed his eyes and caught his breath.

"Jen... nie..." he took a deep breath and opened his eyes to stare at me deeply. He pulled his head away from me and gave a soft and charming smile.

"I don't want this to make you even sadder," he said in a gentle voice. "and I don't want to take advantage of your current state."

Oh God, why is he so perfect. I fell in love with him more and more. Yes. I realized I didn't just like him. I love him.

"Now, as I said earlier. You don't need to apologize to me because there's nothing to be forgiven for," he said.

"But I threw at you -" he didn't let me continue by putting his finger to my lips.

"I should have apologized for treating you badly at that time. I have hurt you too," he said with a sad and regretful look as he stroked my cheek with his thumb. He hugged my waist tightly so I wouldn't fall as he leaned forward to grabbed something from his coffee table.