Chapter nine
"That bed is hella uncomfortable," he says quietly.
"But you were just on it." I point out.
"Yeah, I was with you. So it's different."
Awwwww, I say in my mind.
"And your bed has all the shit already on it," he whispers. I have no idea why we’re whispering.
"All this ‘shit’ is called sheets and a blanket," I say giggling.
”Well, I like this shit better." he says playfully.
"You’re funny," I say.
"I thought you said you were tired?"
"Yeah, kind of but you’re really funny and it makes me not tired." he gets up out of the bed and pulls off his shirt.
"I could find a way to put all that energy to use real quick," he says darkly.380Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2QPpeC30EG
Those words. Not all the disarming ass words again. He knows how to use his words to make me feel a certain way. Some way no other guy has ever made me.380Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡb8YuWPvs7G
I like things to be predictable. I don't like change very much. But Matt.....with Matt, I never truly know what he's thinking, feeling, or needing.
He's so erratic. And he makes me feel that way as well.
He makes me feel bold, daring, confident.
Just the way he talks to me.
He jumps in the bed beside me. What do I have to lose? I decide to ask him. Ask him just what he means.
"How? How exactly would my energy be put to use?" I blurt out.
”If I talk about it, its gonna make me want it. I’m already thinking about it. I don’t want to tempt myself." he says all in one breath.
He’s lying on his side and I’m on mine. We’re facing each other. His eyes are gentle yet piercing, a beautiful shade of green. My own personal pools of beauty.380Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOWfTFKXrC5
I'm mean, not mine......yet. But right now I have them all to myself.
"Tell me. Please." I plead.
"Nah. I don’t want you to see that side of me," he says. "Yet," he adds.
”Well, when am I going to get to see that side of you?” I dare to ask. Wow. I’m feeling bold. His breathing hitches and he closes his eyes. His eyes reopen and I see the light of lust that I have ignited within him.
I love that I have that effect on someone.
"You're gonna kill me, woman. I already told you, not yet. What is it exactly that you want from me?”
"Well, what is it that you want from me?” I ask.
”Right now? You. Every single inch of you," he says in a resounding and forbidding tone. 380Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡww5fHTIv1M
I stay silent for a while.
”What would you do if you had me?” I ask innocently.380Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNuazlOL4Cq
I want to know. I don’t know why he won’t tell me......
"Well, for one, I would make sure that you don’t have anything on," he says in a low voice. I scoot closer to him. "None of those.....clothes you wear,"
"Then what?" I ask.
"Then I would ask you what you wanted."
"Mhmm," I encourage him to continue his verbal hypnosis.
"I wouldn’t touch you until I knew what you wanted and how you wanted it.” He begins to take on a more aggressive tone. I lay my head on his bare chest. I kind of wish…that…..I could, maybe, experience what he’s explaining.
That he could show me. He starts to play with my hair. Most comforting thing I’ve felt in a long time. He feels like home……
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