Meriliya Sanchez (Ongoing Editing)

Chapter 49

"Put me down, Mitch!" I squealed.

"Nope" he carried me to our room, tossing me on the bed. "Now where was I?" He smirked.

"No kissing for you" I used both my palms to block my mouth from him.

"Will see about that" he said before starting to tickle me.

"Stop! Stop!" I squealed in between laughs. "Mitch, stop!" I said again but he only tickled me more. The air was filled with both of us laughing. "Mitch. Stop, I. Need. To. Breath." I said in between laughs and eventually he stopped.

"I scared you that much?" He pouted climbing onto the bed.

"Mhmm" I smiled. "What was the surprise?" I asked curiously sitting up on the bed.

"I um- nothing" he mumbled.

"Oh c'mon! Tell me" I whined

"It was nothing," he said.

"Don't lie. Please tell me" I pouted sitting in front of him holding his hands at the side of his legs.

"This" he leaned in. This time I didn't turn my face. His lips were soft and it fit perfectly against mine. My hands moved to his neck and from his neck to his hair. His hands were on my waist and I felt him move closer. Our movements were becoming faster as he started grinding his hips against mine.

I pulled away still holding him by his neck. He sighed, nodding afterwards. I knew exactly what was running in his mind, so I kissed him much harder than we were a few seconds ago. "I want you now" I said, catching my breath, my eyes never leaving his.

"Are you sure, baby?" His hands cupped my face.

"Yes" I answered him and he kissed me. 

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"I'm taking a shower" I left him on the bed before grabbing my towel and walking in the bathroom. I couldn't help the smile that plastered my lips just as I stepped into the shower. I let the warm water soak my hair. I applied the shampoo on my hair, massaging it and putting it in a soapy bun and grabbed the soap bottle. I rubbed around everywhere relaxing my muscles. When I was covered in soap I turned on the shower again enjoying the warmth and how the water soothed my skin. I wrapped myself in a towel and used the other towel to wrap my hair. I walked out of the washroom and over to my dresser.

"I changed them," he said and I smiled before he went to take a shower. I grabbed my lingerie and a pair of shorts and a strapped top. After putting on my clothes I dried my hair and put the towels in the dryer.

"I'm hungry" I said sitting next to him to which he pulled me onto his lap. 

"I'll cook." He smiled. "What do you want to have?" 

"Anything." I mumbled laying my head on his shoulder.

"You tired, baby?" He gently asked. 

"Mhmm" I mumbled running my fingers in his hair. It's so soft. "I'll make dinner fast, you wait here and maybe rest a little." He was getting up and beginning to lay me on the bed but I stopped him. 

"I'll come with you" I said and walked to the door and downstairs to the kitchen.

I sat myself on the counter grabbing an apple munching it to keep me busy for the time being. I watch him grabbing a set of things and start to cook. I couldn't help but smile the way he is at the stove stirring the bowl on the stove. I oddly found that hot. 

"What are you staring at, hm?" I snapped my head up to find him smirking. 

"Oh, nothing" I brushed it off. He raised an eyebrow. "Okay, okay…" I gave up making him laugh.

"I was just admiring you" I smile and he walks up to me between my legs. 

"I admire you too..." he says and I peck his nose. 

"I'm going to play some music. I'll be right back" I tell him and jump off the countertop and go upstairs to grab my phone. 

I grab my phone from the charger and walk downstairs to the living room. I turn on the TV and connect my phone to the bluetooth and open Spotify on my phone. 

I smiled cheekily when I opened my playlist. I looked over at the kitchen, finding him busy in front of the oven. I bit my lip and played Ni Te Imaginas by Abraham Mateo. The music started playing so clear through the speakers and I smiled feeling the adrenaline rush through my veins. I started swaying slowly until I started doing the major steps while walking to the kitchen. I was shaking my hip around in a circle in front of him and he stared down at me. 

"Christ..." He says and I smirk but keep dancing. I was singing the lyrics while dancing up to him, getting closer to him and leaning my back on him and locked my hands over my head around his neck moving my body side to side along the beat. I could say he's shocked but he's enjoying it. I turn around to see a smile playing on his lips. He pulls me by the waist and move my body according to his and I let him take control. He turns me around and keep his face as close to mine as possible while swaying around the kitchen until I untangle myself from him and move my hips around with my hands on my waist. I keep dancing and then go to the living room and he follows. 

"Now that was a turn on." He says, his voice deeper than I have heard before. I gulp not knowing what to say. 

After that little dancing session I help Mitchell finish up the cooking and we both eat in the loving room while watching, well, binge watching Riverdale. I am consistent alright. We had to watch it from the beginning and I agreed because I could use a little recap anyway. So that night we finished watching two seasons meaning we've watched 35 episodes at a stretch. 

By the time both of us showered for the night it was past 2 AM. We were cuddled up together under the comforter just savouring the presence of being in each other's arms. I was relishing the moment not wanting it to end. It was moments like these that I cherish so much. The moments I share with someone that I love. 

Even though my first relationship was a fail, that didn't stop me from pursuing my second relationship where I'm sure he's the one. He's the one for me.