Living in the big city is what you've known for a long time. You weren't every guys' ideal type, but you had a pretty face. Not confident in yourself, you let reading and college take over your life. Being the hard working student that you are, you...
He stops laughing, and walks closer to me closing the gap between us. "I'm sorry, babe. I just had too." He smiles. I knew he still wanted to laugh at me, but he was hiding it.
He pecks my lips embracing me in a hug. I return the hug burying my head into his chest. "Elijah? We need to talk." I mumble. He pulls away slightly looking down at me.
"About? Something happen?" I bite my bottom lip looking down. He grabs my chin making me look up at him. "No. Nothing happened. But I want to talk to you about something." He nods his head, entertwining our hands together.
He pulls me along with him towards the living room. We sit on the couch facing one another, I lean against the armrest.
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"So.." He utters. Looking up from my hands I meet with his intense stare. "Um..Well. I know we've both been busy and all. And this sudden change was a big step for us, but..Is there something wrong?" I bite my inner cheek nervously avoiding his eyes.
All I hear is a sigh from him, and he moves closer towards me taking my hand into his. "Is this about us moving in together? Because I told yo-" Cutting him off I shake my head 'no'. "Ugh..No. It's not about that. I told you I was just going to stay here until I save up to-"
Cutting me off he pushes me back onto the couch kissing me hard. One thing I learned about Stephen is he hated conflicts. He would always tried hard to resolve the issue.
Kissing him back I wrap my arms around his neck. His tongue plunges into my mouth, his tongue tangling with mine.
His left hand goes behind my head, deepening the kiss. Closing my eyes I moan against his lips, his right hand goes over my cloth breast. Fondling my breast he squeezes it, and pinches my nipple through my shirt.
"Uh!F-Fuckk!" I moan. Pulling away from the kiss he sits back up. I open my eyes looking at him. Both of us panting. When we get our breathing steady, he meets my gaze. A smirk edges at the corner of his sexy lips.
"You don't play fair!" I scoff. I knew he was trying to avoid the issue. He really thought I wanted to argue about me living here permanently again. But that was the least of my worries right now. I wanted to know why we weren't having sex.
I mean I wasn't trying to sound desperate, but it's been a month and six days since we had sex. I knew the day we met we went at it like a bunch of dogs in heat. But was I bad for wanting to be intimate with my man? I don't think I was.
"You should know me, babe. I hate arguing with you. I told you before I would help you build a life here with me." I knew he wanted me to stay and live with him. But I didn't think that was a good idea.
There was always what ifs. Like if we didn't work out, at least it wouldn't be awkward living with each other. I could have my own place if we didn't work out.
"I know, but that's not what I wanted to talk about. I want to know why we haven't had...sex since we met?" I look down biting my bottom lip embarrassed.
"Haha..because we've both been busy. And we talked about this last time remember?" He smirks. I wanted to wipe that smug smirk off his sexy ass face. He knew I refuse to go on birth controls.
There were always side affects, and I heard a lot of horrible things about them. But Stephen being Stephen insisted that I do, because he didn't like using condoms. I thought he was crazy at first.
I actually did refuse to have sex with him again. Having him raw inside me felt good, and his pull out game was on point. But I wasn't trying to catch anything. Boyfriend or not he was pushing it.
I did think about it, and I was still a little iffy about it. We did have a scare that day we had morning sex. I was late by a week, and it scared me to think I might be pregnant this early on in our relationship.
Thankful though my period had came. I was so relieved to know I wasn't pregnant. I mean I did want kids, but not this early on in our relationship. We just actually started being a couple.
"Birth control? No, out of the question." I cross my arms over my chest glaring at him. He just laughs shaking his head. He knew I was stubborn. He finally calms down from his laughing fit.
"Then I guess your getting pregnant." He smirks grabbing my arm. I swat his hand away getting up from the couch.
"As if. Your really pushing it, Elijah." Getting up he grabs my arm again, and pulls me into his embrace.
"I know. And I'm just playing with you, mi amor." A shiver runs down my spine. Did he really just say what I thought he did? The mixture between his accent, and the huskiness to it. It was such a turn-on.
