Attached-Stydia.

chapter 18

I giggle as Stiles kisses my cheek and neck playfully. " Oh, God. Stiles, please stop. " I push him away but he's too stubborn. We get in my house through the front door. We just got here from the Amity Reunion. It's already 3 AM in the morning. We had stayed in the party longer than we thought. " Make me. " he whispers in my hear with a pinch of giggle. He holds my waists and keeps kissing my neck. It tickles. He suddenly takes my feet of the ground carrying me into his arms in bridal style. I squeal when he did. I hold onto him so I won't fall. He keeps giggling as I keep commanding him to put me down. He carries me to the couch and finally put me down. He sits beside me placing his arm on the side behind my back.

" Hi. " he says with a smile but I could see a mix of smirk there.
" Hi. " I reply with my eyes widening a little. My voice was ragged.

He kisses me deeply. Oh, the feeling of his lips on mine is just magical. I have to admit he's a very good kisser. His lips are so soft and it tastes good. His breath is minty and sweet. I place my hands on his shoulders pulling him closer to me. He stops catching his breath. I look at him waiting for him to do something else. He caresses my cheek smiling and looking at me.

" Strip for me. "
What.
My eyes widen as I give him a look. Wow. This is new. I am certainly surprised. But seriously, though. Stripping? I think he's joking. Is he joking? Please tell me you're joking.

I giggle but in a nervous way since I couldn't help it.
" Nice joke, Stiles but it's not funny. " I say looking down so he wouldn't see me blush.
" Oh, I wasn't joking. I meant it. " he says in a new deep bossy tone. My subconscious and inner goddess have been eating popcorn together in a comfy couch. They both screamed like fangirls.
I look up at him gulping. He's giving me this sharp look on his eyes. Is he dominating me?
" And, " there's a giggle in my voice. " How am I gonna do that? "

" Just strip in front of me. Take your clothes off slowly, dance. I don't know. Just please me. "
Take my clothes off?!
Slowly?!
In front of you?!
Dance?!
My inner goddess, subconscious and I all gape at him.
" Please you?! Why would I do that? "
" Don't worry. You'll get everything in return later. "
Later?!

" Okay...umm..." I stand up.
" Ready when you are. " he says before sitting up resting his palms on his knees and opening his legs just like every guy sits. He gives a smile mixed with a smirk again. He looks so delicious when he gives me that look.

I honestly don't know what I'm gonna do. Where to start and to end. I feel so nervous.

I move backwards leaving a little distance between us. I guess I read something about this stuff on the erotic romance books I read through all my days of reading. I definitely don't know how to be sexy or to turn him on. I mean, come on. We only had sex once.

I bite my lip and take my scrunchie off from the ponytail style it was in. I place my hair on the right side of my neck in a clean way. I look at him. He's waiting. Fuck.

I start with my white blesser taking it off slowly then dropping it on the ground. I bite my lip feeling nervous and hold the hem of my shirt lifting it up and taking it off. I keep looking at him so I wouldn't miss anything he's gonna do. He moves his leg a little. Something tells me I made him tingle. I smirk at him before sliding my tiny little shorts down and kicking them off. He presses his lips. I observe him. His breathing is different now. Oh, I turn him on.

I hold the hook of my bra ready to unhook it.
" Stop. " he suddenly commands.
I look at him and place my hands back on my sides resting.
" This is already perfect. " he says standing up and walking up to me slowly.
I glare at him a little. " Have you been in watching porn? "
" I've been reading them. "
Holy Shit.