Behind Closed Doors

Chapter 32

I ringed the doorbell to Dylan's house and a few seconds later he opened the door. "Hey beautiful." he says.

"Hi." I smile a little as I walked in. He grabbed me by the arm and pulled me in for a hug.

"I've missed you coming over here. Its been a long time since you came over."

"I know. I was thinking about that earlier."

Dylan smirks at me as we go upstairs to his room. What the hell is he smirking for?

"You miss me don't you?" he asks.

"No. Don't flatter yourself." I make a face at him.

"Lies. That's ok though. I have other girls that miss me.

"You have what? Repeat that please." He's always testing my patience knowing that I don't like to play games with him. That's the one thing I don't do when it comes to my relationship.

"Nothing." he says.

"You asked me to come over. I can leave." I tell him in all seriousness.

"Chill out. I was just playing."

"Well stop playing."

See, this is why I didn't want to come over here. He plays too much. I hate when he does that. Its so irritating and annoying.
I rolled my eyes and sat on his bed. I kicked off my shoes and stretched my legs out.

Dylan sat next to me and tried to kiss me but he caught my cheek.
"Why you gotta be like that?" he asks.

"Like what? You're the one who put me in a bad mood. I was perfectly fine before I came over here." I said.

"I'm sorry. I just want to spend some time with you."

"Yeah whatever."

"Come on Nia. I don't want you to be upset." he says pulling me closer to him.

"I'm not upset Dylan. I'm irritated and annoyed." I admit.

He kisses me on the cheek again and climbs on top of me, as he starts tickling me. I squirmed trying to get away from him. I couldn't help but laugh.

"Dylan! Stoppppp!" I giggled.

"Give me a real kiss and maybe I'll stop." Dylan smirks.

"Never!"

"You asked for it." He starts tickling me harder and tears form in my eyes.

"DYLANNN! STOPPP!" I screamed.

"Give me a real kiss!" he shouts over my screaming.

"OK, OK!"

"That's what I thought."

Dylan stops tickling me and my laughter ceases. I wipe the tears away from my eyes and cough a little.

"I'm waiting." he tells me.

"Shut up!" I laugh hitting him softly in the arm. "Come here." I pulled him down by his shirt then cupped his face and placed a kiss on his lips.

The kiss lasted for about fifteen seconds. I broke the kiss to come up for some air. We were both breathing heavily. Dylan placed both of his hands and on my hips, then proceeded to lift my shirt up. I hope this isn't what he had planned the whole time because he ain't getting nothing from me.

But the way he was touching me made me feel some type of way. He started leaving trails of wet kisses on my stomach. I tried to push him away gently but it didn't help at all. Once he went to pull down my leggings that's when I stopped him completely.