White Warrior (E)

White Warrior - 22.

* Recap *

'Do you ever cry at a movie?'. Now it was his turn to laugh. 'Seriously?. That's what women want to know?' and he continued to laugh. When he finished he finally answered. 'Not me personally but I've caught Eric sometimes doing it'. 'Eric?' I giggled softly.

We lay there, chatting without even noticing that the time flew by. After every question we huddled closer and eventually I lay with my head on his chest and he had an arm around me.

'Thank you for doing this'. 'It's okay, I'll do everything for you' and I felt a kiss on my head. I felt happy and satisfied and while we were like this I felt my eyelids getting heavier and eventualy I fell asleep.

White Warrior - 22.

I woke up with my arm around his waist. A smile appeard on my face, he was still there. I turned around, trying not to wake him up, to face him.

He was still sleeping and had a content look on his face. A warm and happy feeling spread through my body as I looked at him lying there. I couldn't resist the urge to trace my finger over his face.

I  started at his nose, over his soft lips and to end with his jaw, I saw a little beard coming up. I'm not the person to like beards, but it looked good. Sexy even, not that he needed it, in my eyes he was the handsomest man in the world.

'Done staring?' Evan asked with a raw morning voice. I looked him in the eye, I hadn't seen him wake up. 'No, not at all,' I admitted. I leaned forward to give him a long kiss.

When I pulled back his eyes had changed black and my heart started beating faster and faster. I wanted more and I knew he wanted too. 'You know what you just did is very dangerous?' he pulled me towards him. 'Is it?' I asked teasingly. 'Very,' he whispered and kissed me again. 

Yes! Finally again, I had longed for this so much. He lay upon me and left my lips alone to set my body on fire. He started in my neck, the side where my mark was, he couldn't skip it and touched it.

I felt his lips on my mark and I shivered, pulling him closer to me. I felt a hand under my shirt, caressing my stomach. It felt so good, and it wasn't even much. 

Every place he touched seemed to be on fire. I slipped my hand under his shirt and felt his abs and muscled back.

I felt something grow in his pants, which made clear he was as excited as I was, and my heart raced even faster. I'm not going to keep up with this, I thought, soon I want everything of him. I moaned when one of his hands massaged my breast. 

O, god, stop it! I can hear everything, you know!.

I pushed Evan away. 'God... Lindsey,' I sat on the edge of the bed. 'What's wrong?' Evan asked concerned. 'Nothing, it's nothing,' he sat in front of me. 'You sure?' I looked at him. 'Yeah.'

One more time Lin, and I'm coming to kick your ass.

Your fault, you shouldn't think such horrible things when you know I can hear you!

I sighed and got off the bed. 'Maybe you should head home,' I suggested even though I wanted him to stay. He looked at me, surprised. 'What?'. 'Er... What we were doing,' I shuffeld around nervously.

I had no idea how to tell this to him, I'm not really an easy person to talk about sex. 'Maybe we should finish it another time, somewhere else.' I suggested. 'Serious?' His eyebrows shot up. I nodded.

'I thought you wanted this too,' he said a look of hurt crossing his face. 'I do want it, believe me, but not where everyone can hear us,' especially where Lindsey can hear me, I thought, I actually didn't care what the others thought of me.