The Perfect One

INTRO

The soft breeze came through the window blowing my long brown curls into my face. I glanced up from the ground to stare at his bare chest. I couldn't do this. He came closer to me and I took a step back from him. He smirked as he continued to walk closer to me till my back was against the wall. My heart was pounding in my throat as I tried to keep my gaze away from his. He made me feel something that I never felt before. Something that only he managed to rip from my soul. A fire that inflamed my body and carried my heart to his.

His hands were pressed up against the wall and he whispered, "Look at me Avery." His voice rang in my ears only sending tingles along my spine. My breathing became rasp and uneasy as I glanced up at his blazing green eyes.

He smiled as he ran his hands slowly down my arm until he reached my hands and slammed them against the wall. I turned my head away from his burning gaze. I wasn't afraid of him. Even if he was this bad guy that everyone gossiped about.

His black thick hair brushed against my cheek as he lowered his face to my neck.

The small kisses only seemed to make me yurn for him more. Why? He soon lifted his head and my gaze reached his. He smirked once again sending another shiver down my spine. "Do you want me Avery?"

I swallowed hard and mumbled, "I don't know." Yeah right. You want him bad. He pressed his hand to my cheek and soon his soft lips met mine.

They were wet but not to where it felt like I was drowning in saliva. He forced his tongue soon into my mouth. His body tensing up as he kissed me harder. His hand soon traveled from my cheek to my hair as he tangled it up in his fingers.

My heart raced. I couldn't do anything but surrender to him. I wanted him, I knew I did. Those green eyes, his soft lips and his bare chest, it only made me crave him. He pulled away from our kiss and pressed his forehead against mine. I didn't even realize my hands were resting on his bare chest.

I closed my eyes and took a heavy breath in. "I want you." He whispered.

My heart stopped.

"No matter what it takes to have you." Without even thinking, I ran my hands up his warm chiseled chest till they met his neck. As they rested on each side, he pulled his forehead away from mine, his gaze burning my heart.

He placed his hands on top of mine. I couldn't speak. I was twisted for even considering having him in my life.

My mind whirled as I continued to hold his gaze for what seemed like an eternity. Everything around me seemed blurred as I focused on only him.

"I won't do anything that you don't want me to though." He then pulled my hands away from his neck and let them fall to my side. Soon the warmth of his body pulled away from mine. He turned away from me and walked towards the edge of my queen sized bed.

Come on Avery. Just say you want him too. I continued to watch him as I had the internal battle within myself. Jonathan sat down as he searched for his shirt.

Suddenly, my body finally moved towards him. I sat next to him and his gaze turned to mine as he held onto his shirt. I wanted this. My hand ran up to his cheek and I softly pressed my lips against his.

I couldn't say how I felt but I could show him.

He let his shirt fall, again, on the floor and he slowly rested me down on the bed. His body hovered over me, once again the heat of his body against mine. Jonathan, the wild heartbreaker who caused nothing but trouble, gently kissed down my neck.

I couldn't think of anyone else I would rather be with.

Jonathan was the one I wanted. He is imperfect, yet he is the perfect one for me.