Forever His

Chapter Forty Three

I loved lying in Andrew's arms, cuddled up on the new mattress with a laptop in front of us as we watched a movie. Andrew had his laptop in his car so this felt like the perfect idea though there was no popcorn or drinks but being in Andrew's arms was enough.

On the mattress he propped the pillow on the wall so he was sitting against it. I was sitting in between his legs leaning backwards on his chest with the second pillow on my legs and the laptop ontop of the pillow.

The movie I picked was actually boring and the steady fall and rise of Andrew's chest told me that he was asleep and he agreed with me.

Sighing I softly closed the laptop and set it aside and tried to get out of his grip but he stirred and pulled me closer to him.

"Don't you think we should get into a more comfortable position?" I placed my hand over his draped over my stomach.

"Oh, is the movie over?" he asked in a sleepy voice.

"Yep," I succeeded in freeing myself from his grip.

I moved myself away from him and settled beside him on the bed. He groaned and adjusted himself too so he was lying beside me then he pushed to pillow to me.

"There won't be a need for that," I pushed the pillow back to him and when it was tucked under his head I scooted closer to him and rested my head on his chest, draping my hand over his waist and tangling our legs together. "This will do."

He chuckled and draped his hand over my waist, "much better."

After a few moments of silence I rested my chin on his chest, now looking at him. "Graduation is in two weeks, do you have a suit already?"

"Yeah, you know my dad." He rolled his eyes and tucked a lose strand of my curls behind my ear. "You?"

"Our parents are pretty similar," I chuckled and reached out to cup his face in my palm.

Our school's graduation is every three years so, our graduation fell on this year. I ran my thumb over his stubble then slowly found my way to his lips then down to his chin. We maintained eye contact and I noticed his hand stopped drawing patterns on my back.

"What are you thinking about?" My voice was low as I stretched my hand to his hair, fondling with it.

He went back to his taper fade hair cut but the top curly and it was long. I stretched a few strands on the top of his hair and it stretched to the tip of his nose. The way his hair grows so fast always amazes me.

"I'm thinking about how I'm so lucky to still have you in my life, despite every thing I've done wrong to you, you still chose to be with me, I don't deserve it." He held my hand on his face and brought my fingers to his mouth, kissing the tip of each finger. "I don't deserve your love Victoria but still you chose to love me, that's what I'm thinking about plus the fact that you're going to leave me with blue balls tonight that a cold shower may not be able to fix."

My eyes widened and my cheeks flushed. I looked down and noticed that I had unconsciously moved my leg so close to his crotch that if it moved just an inch higher it would be exactly over his crotch.

I smiled and deliberately moved my leg higher causing Andrew to suck in a breath. I looked back up at him and his eyes were closed, his bottom lip drawn between his teeth.

"Stop teasing me Victoria," he managed to say while popping his eyes open.

"Me?" I moved my leg down. "I'm not teasing you," I took it back up and ran my hand over his chest, slowly.

"Don't start something you can't finish Victoria," he warned, his eyes hooded.

"I'm not doing anything Andrew," I feigned innocence and dropped my hand to his waist slowly going lower to the growing bulge in his pants.

Without warning he held my face in his hands and kissed me roughly. He turned us over so he was hovering over me before pulling away and abruptly standing up from the bed and charging to his bathroom and mumbling something along the lines of 'I need a shower.'

I giggled when he had shut the door behind him and laid back on the bed, staring up at the ceiling, seconds after, I heard the shower come on.

Five minutes after Andrew stepped out of the shower, with a towel tied around his waist, his chest unclad and water dripping allover him. His hair fell over his face now, the water obviously making it drop.

"Where did you get a towel from?" I openly checked him out, my eyes raking over his body and I must say I like what I see.

"I bought them the other day, I've been slowly buying some new stuffs and bringing them here, I want to fully move in by the end of this week." He began drying his hair with the smaller towel in his hand and he walked into the closet.

"So we can sleep here tonight?" I threw the pillow up in the air and caught it.

"Yeah, you want to?"

"That's not what I had in mind," I stopped throwing the pillow.

He appeared from inside the closet this time with a grey sweatpant on and his chest still void of any clothing. He was now holding a white piece of clothe in his left hand while his right hand worked with a towel on his head.

"But we can, I'd love to, that is if you're down for it," he walked back into the bathroom and came out a second after but this time he was putting on a tank top.

I took in his words, already considering it. "We have to go to work tommorow, I'll need clothes and other stuff."

"Remember we went shopping today, you have something to wear." He sat down on the matress.

I did have something to wear, even down to undergarments. He has towels and an extra toothbrush so I really have everything I need.

I shrugged, "alright." I crawled over to him and sat beside him, "I'm hungry."

"What do you want to eat?" He held my hand.

"I have no idea," I shrugged.

"Should we eat out?"

"Okay," I agreed. "Can you go get the stuffs from the car? I need to shower," I got up from the bed and turned my back to Andrew, "help me with my zip please."

He rose to his feet and his fingers grazed my neck causing me to shiver from the contact. He held the neckline of the dress before tugging down the zip and leaving my back open to him.

His fingers grazed my back and I quickly snapped out of it and rushed into the bathroom. I took off the dress and dropped it on the counter, I'll take it home to wash tommorow.

Completely naked I wrapped my hair up in a bun atop my head before stepping into the shower. The cold water came splashing down on me so hard I gasped. I quickly set the temperature and when I was okay with it, I began to wash myself. The soap Andrew got had this rose scent with it, it smelt so good.

When I was done I stepped out of the shower and used a fresh towel I found in one of the cabinets. The mist in the shower was so much that I could hardly see inside the shower compartment because of the glass surrounding it.

I tied a towel around my body and when I got back out Andrew was just stepping into the room with the shopping bags in his hands.

"Thank you," I smiled and collected a bag from him, going through it till I found what I was looking for.

I walked into the closet and changed into the jeans and top before stepping out. I untied my hair and let it fall, using my hand to brush through it. I had to use Andrew's lotion because I didn't buy new lotion.

"How do I look?" I asked Andrew who was sitting on the bed with his phone in his hand.

"Beautiful," he stood up. "Let's go."

I followed him out of the house and he opened the passengers door for me before I stepped in. Instead of the tank top of before he was now wearing a black T-shirt, he still looked like he was straight out of a fashion magazine.

Damn I'm a lucky woman.