Chapter four

Twain's p.o.v

For a moment our gazes linger before I remember the previous night. Was that me. I close my eyes tightly looking away. Am too embarrassed. Whenever am drunk, my stupid inner slut takes over and kisses my crush without thinking.

He's still looking at me intently. Should I  apologize ? I bite my lower lip getting ready to talk.

" Will you stop doing that, it's so distracting," he sighs. 

 I hadn't realized what I was doing. The words in my mouth quickly pull themselves back down my throat and my tongue tie themselves  into a cherry knot .

Do people have to be this stupid when they need their brain the most. 

" Yesterday was fun, am still wondering how bad a good girl can get," he says with a smirk.

" Try me," I dare him.

" Are you sure, I have been known to make girl's  fantasies true," 

I look down and lick my lips as heat surges through my skin making my cheeks red.

" C'mon I don't make empty threats, I'm every girls dream,"

He leans down close enough to brush my skin leaving a trail of goosebumps behind him. 

So he is also suffering from prince syndrome, thinking your too handsome and being so full of yourself.  I realize how close we are and attempt to move, but he holds me captive with the other arm.

Bending down, he moves his lips towards mine. Kissing me slowly, playing with the corner of my lips trying to seduce me. I won't give in he's so proud.  But my body chooses to disobey me and kiss him back. His lips are saccharine sweet and warm, I let out a low moan and he pulls back to look at me.

" I just wanted to remind you how good it was yesterday,"  he whispers with a mischievous sexy smile. 

" You look pathetic, look at your hair. " my subconscious shouts at me. 

As if sensing me hesitation he reaches out and holds my chin.

I shouldn't get ahead of myself. All this could be the lions trick trying to get his prey to his den. 

He pulls me towards his chest and holds me . Whoever said he is a playboy was wrong, he hasn't tried anything with me. He even wanted to know me more yesterday.

" I'll take a shower and make you some breakfast," he says and hands me some juice and hangover medicine before he heads to  the bathroom. 

After that I hear the shower running. What if we shower together.

I stand up and move towards the bathroom not sure of myself before the door flies open with him popping his head out.

" Why don't you join me, am sure it will be fun," 

His body is well built with a kilter repair of muscles. He could carry me,  that I'm sure. 

" I - uhm -I don't have a towel, well, I - I am not sure,"  I hesitate while taking in his fascinating body. 

But he doesn't take no for an answer and pulls me into the shower. Thank God, he isn't naked and  is still wearing his shorts. They are hanging loosely on his hips. And the v shape is visible. I've never been this close, but I like what I'm seeing.

He gently pulls my shirt up.  I only have my pants down. Sensing my hesitation he turns me and hugs me from the back pulling me into the shower.

" You won't do anything you don't like, you are a big girl," he says laughing slowly. 

I nod knowing what he means.

The  water is warm and I can't help but let out a low moan. I wiggle my behind Totally forgetting his presence. 

I sense my mistake immediately, I've awakened a sleeping lion. His members immediately go hard and I freeze.

" Bad girls get punished Twain," he says. 

And he doesn't wait before crushing his lips on mine.

 I kiss him back immediately. A hungry kiss, but he slows me down. Nuzzling my mouth with his tongue, them moving slowly down my neck. I moan even more loudly letting a sound of pleasure. 

Does it have to feel this good. The shower is running and I can't breathe.

We break the kiss and he pours shampoo in his hand and rubs it into my hair. Rubbing gently he rinses it. Takes the sponge and moves down my back. I can't stand this but he won't bulge. 

He steps back and I look at him. There is water on his face and everywhere giving him another equisite look. Leaning down, he brings his nose close touching mine. I go still and I don't know long it takes before he opens my mouth for a kiss.

I've been to strict on myself, the things I've been missing. 

He lifts me up, grabbing my behind with his large hands and holds  my back touching the wall. He doesn't stop but seems pleased. Because he uses his other hand to take a towel and  wraps it around my naked body and dries my hair then carries me to the bed. Once am  on the king sized rumpled bed,  I reach out to him and continue kissing him.

" Are you a virgin?"  he asks.

" No! "I reply.  "  I've done this before," I say confidently.

" You sure you wanna do this?" he asks.

I nod my head hoping he bought the lie. Maybe he won't find out that I lied am not a virgin. He kisses my breasts taking time to fondle each nipple. He trails kisses on my stomach and finally my navel. 

I let out a moan and inhale a sharp breath. Am not used to such sensations.

The things his tongue can do. He holds my panties and pulls them down. Then comes back to kiss my mouth.

I feel my whole body on fire, he's in control pressing the right buttons on the remote. His fingers are gently caressing my folds with his tongue on my neck. He pushes one finger in and I moan again, taking in a gasp of breath.

" Steve, " I call out.

" Hush Twain, not yet," he replies planting a kiss on my fore head. He stand back admiring my body.

" You are beautiful," he says.  

He bends down and continues to kiss my inner thighs. Climbing up to my opening. He slide one finger again and asks how I'm feeling, then two. Then I feel his tongue warm and soft touching me skin. I scream with pleasure as he sucks my clit. He moves to my opening and shoves his tongue in. Making small circles and sucking. 

I can't hold it anymore and I grasp his hair as I cum. He looks up, obviously pleased. But doesn't stop and continues sucking until I have no strength left and I cum again. He moves back up sacking my hard nipples then back to me mouth. I kiss him back hungrily, I don't have control of myself anymore. 

I hear some paper crackling as he hurries to wear condom positioning himself on my opening. He first moves up and down my clit making me moan with pleasure as I close my eyes tightly.

" Look at me,"  he demands.

I look up at his dark eyes. He nuzzles my ear, affirming me not to be scared. He finds my lips and kiss them again. Before making one deep thrust. I scream in pain and pleasure before he freezes.

" Wait, are you, a-a a are you a virgin," he asks. 

I nod my head confused apologizing.

" Damn, am fucked up, why the hell didn't you tell me?"

"  Whats the big difference, it's still the same," I squeal obviously embarrassed.

" Your first time it shouldn't be like this, you should have told me," he lets out a frustrated sigh. I can't help holding my tears. I stand up and find my trousers pulling them up.

He's looking at me confused running his hands through his hair. I find my shoes and slip them on, the tears are now flowing freely. Is this how people feel when they are heart broken. I lunge for the door before he holds my arm. I push his arm aside and head out fresh tears coming out.