I Want You
"You sure it's cool for me to be here?" Maya said as she watched Miles unlock his front door.
They just returned from their movie date, not forgetting to grab a bite at Marvin's Pizza; Miles' favorite pizza place.
"Yeah, my parents are in Ontario for the weekend doing press, Frankie's at her friends house, and so is Hunter. Got the house to ourselves." He smirked and gestured for her to go in first.
She smiled at him and walked in. "So what do you wanna do?" she turned to him.
"I have no idea." He shook his head.
"Well I do..." She said as a smile slowly crept on her face. Before Miles could even figure out what she was getting at, she took off up the stairs.
Even though they've been together for about 3 months and Maya's been inside his house dozens of times, Miles refused to let Maya into his room. He never told her why, though. She thought he was hiding something, and ever since, she's been determined to figure out what.
Miles immediately knew where she was headed and took off right after her.
When she reached the top of the stairway, she looked around and ran left. She remembered what the door looked like and how isolated it was from everyone else's.
"Maya get back here!" He yelled, going in the same direction as her. She only responded with giggles.
Almost there. She thought when she reached the hallway at which his room was located. It was the very last door.
"Stop!" He yelled again, not too far behind her. But it was too late. Maya had already opened the door and walked in.
"Wow." She looked around. He had a typical rich boy room, which is kind of what she expected, but of course the room fit Miles perfectly. It was tan & black themed. And huge. He had musical posters all over the walls, a stereo system, his guitars all lined up. Not the forget the bookshelf, the huge closet - complimented with his hundreds of ties hung up on the outside of the closet. His bed wasn't made, his headphones sitting on the nightstand, an open magazine on his computer desk, and more.
It was perfect for him.
Why did he hide this from me?
He came up behind her, panting. "You run..really fast."
She smiled and looked back at him, then at the room again. "Why did you hide this from me for almost 3 months?" She studied the room.
He walked further in the room and sighed. "All the girls I dated in the past started wanting things from me. They saw my clothes, my house, my room. They saw how rich I was and eventually just became gold diggers. They just used me to show off to their friends and making out. I just got tired of it. I couldn't really hide the clothes or the house, but I could hide my room. It's really stupid, I know."
"Yeah. It is." She said firmly.
He looked over at her, then looked down in guilt.
"Stupid you think I'm like all the other girls you dated. Miles I get that you're rich and that you have nice things and live a better luxury than me. That doesn't change how I feel about you. It won't. I like you for you. Not your money or your things. You should know that by now." She walked up to face him.
"I do. I just...I didn't wanna risk it. I didn't wanna risk losing you. Maya, you've made me feel things no girl has ever made me feel. You're so...different compared to my past girlfriends and that's what I like most about you. I'm sorry, I should've..should've trusted you not to change a long time ago."
"It's fine." She grabbed his hands and intertwined her fingers with his. "I love you, Miles. I love your eyes, your face, your voice, your smile, your bad boy qualities...your good boy qualities, your gentle and sweet side, your rough and angry side. I love you. And none of the things I love about you has to do with money." She smiled.
Miles studied her eyes as he moved his hands up her hips to her waist and gripped it, pulling her closer. She moved her hands to his neck. "They don't." he said lowly before kissing her softly. "Thank you. I love you...more than you know."
This was enough to make Maya crash her lips onto his, passionately kissing him for as long as she could before pulling away for air.
He rested his forehead on hers and said "Come here. I wanna show you something." He grabbed her hand and made his way to the black door on the other side of the room.
"Your other closet?" she smirked.
"No." he scoffed. He opened the door to reveal a small, roofless deck. It had absolutely nothing on it besides a chair and railings. "I come here at night to think. It's always so quiet and peaceful. But my favorite part about it is the view."
Maya looked out. All she saw was trees. What view?
"Look up." he pointed up.
She did as told and gasped, "Wow..." while she walked further on to the deck. "This is amazing."
She was looking at a dark blue open sky, filled with sparkling and colorful stars. She's watched stars before but she's never seen a star filled sky like this. The colors in the sky flowed like a rainbow in a river. It was almost magical.
Maya was so enticed with the view of the stars, she hadn't even noticed Miles moved next to her and was now staring at her. It was a gaze of love, passion, and awe.
"Gorgeous." she whispered.
"Yeah. You really are." he studied her. Maya turned to him and returned the gaze he was giving her before looking down and blushing. It was something about the moment that was comforting and blissful. Love filled.
"Miles?" she strained.
"Yeah?" he responded, barely snapping out of his trance.
She looked up at him. "What do you love about me?"
It remained quiet for a few seconds. A few seconds too long for Maya's liking.
Without saying anything, Miles walked behind her, grabbed her hips and turned her around to face him.
"I love your eyes. They're mesmerizing. I could stare into them forever. And your lips, they're so pink and plump and soft. I could never get tired of kissing them. I love when I make you blush, and your cheeks turn that light color red, and you look down. Your confidence suddenly turns into shyness. I love the fact that you don't take crap from anyone, and you don't let people push you around..you stand up for yourself. You refuse to lose your dignity. I love how good you are and how you always hesitate when it comes to being bad, and how you try so hard to hide it. I love the way you sound when you're tired. I love how sweet and kind you are, you put your loved ones before yourself. I love how cute you look when you're annoyed or frustrated or angry. I love how stubborn you can be. I love how fidgety you get when you're nervous. I love your corny jokes, and your laugh. Your smile. I love your weird ability to be adorable and innocent yet hot and extremely attractive at the same time. I love your hips and your waist. I love how you drive me insane and you're not even trying." he was almost bringing her to tears, but she tried to remain poker faced. "But most of all," he brushed a strand of her hair behind her ear, "I love every single one of your flaws and how you don't try to hide them. They remind me you aren't perfect, but you're real. And I'd rather be in love with a real girl than a perfect one, so I could love her for what she is. And create my version of a perfect girl. And you, Maya Matlin, are exactly that." he finished.
He briefly saw that look she always had on her face when she's thinking about something, then she looked down and nodded.
In a flash, she looked back up, grabbed his neck, and pulled him into a kiss. It was passionate and wholehearted, expressing to him how every word he just said made her feel. He made her feel a mix of feeling and emotions, they empowered her, but the main thing he made her feel, was love. And Miles had no trouble picking it up. He immediately kissed her back just as fervid as she was kissing him, tightening his grip on her waist to pull their bodies closer.
But it only remained that way for a few minutes. Soon it became hungry and intense...like they both wanted each other; badly. To Miles' disappointment, Maya pulled away briefly. They were both breathing pretty hard.
"You're gonna push me off the railing." she panted. He was kissing her so hard he was making her lean off the railing.
She smirked - almost seductively - and pushed him towards the wall, walking along with him. As soon as he was against it, she rested her elbows on his shoulders and started kissing him again, entangling her fingers in his hair. He wrapped one arm back around her waist and let the other hand roam her body. And she had no problem with it...she was actually enjoying it way more than he would've expected. Miles deepened the kiss and licked Maya's bottom lip, asking for entrance. Almost as a reflex she opened her mouth and allowed him to explore her.
Still in embrace, Miles rotated around, pushing her up to the wall. He pulled away from her lips but continued kissing her cheek, down her jaw, behind her ear, and finally her neck. She cocked her head to the side and bit her lip, failing to hold in a moan. He smiled against her neck, loving the fact that he was making her feel so good. He kissed and nipped and sucked even more until he felt her push her torso against his chest, arching her back, and heard her whimper. He had found her sweet spot.
Below the side of her jaw? That's easy to remember... He thought. He didn't even know what he was doing when let both of his hands venture down her waist, passed her hips, and to her thighs. He hoisted her up and she followed suit, wrapping her legs around his waist. He held her from her waist, slipping his hands under her shirt and rubbing his thumbs against her skin. She ran her hands through his hair, breathing and whimpering uncontrollably.
Maya was in so much bliss, she just gave up holding in her moans. She knew it was turning him on anyway. This was much more intimate than she had intended but she was enjoying it so much she wasn't even close to stopping him...she was encouraging him if anything.
He pulled away and smiled at his work. He sucked and love-bit the spot long and hard enough to leave a mark.
She pulled his head back up to her lips and began lustfully kissing him again. She couldn't stand the disconnection, in fact she needed even more.
Confident he had a good grip on her, she loosened her arms from his neck and slithered her hands down to his chest. Then, she started to unbutton his shirt.
Miles pulled away and looked at what she was starting to do, causing her to freeze. He studied her eyes and her face in question.
They were still breathing pretty roughly.
She prayed she hadn't gone too far.
"Are you sure you wanna do this?" his face turned serious.
She understood his concern.
Even though at times it may seem like she could handle risky situations, she couldn't. No matter how hard she tried to or how convincing she was. And Miles could always see the aftermath of it and feel terrible for putting her through it.
Having sex with her is one of the things he didn't want to regret putting her through. He wanted it to be meaningful. And most of all...he wanted her to want it just as much as he did. He wanted her to want him as much as he wanted her.
She thought about it for a few seconds. She searched her mind for a sense of uncertainty. Nothing. She couldn't feel the usual pulling in her stomach when she knew she was making a mistake. She knew what she was doing, or she was about do. Of course she was nervous, but she was actually proud of it.
I love Miles. I'm in love with him. I trust him. I've wanted him. Why wouldn't I want to do this?
She nodded in confidence. She was sure of herself.
He still wasn't sure of her though. "Maya, you don't have to do this if you're not ready. I don't want you to do this if you're not ready." He said concerned.
"No." she blew out. "I'm ready." she nodded and looked deep in his eyes. "I want this." she bit her lip and neared his ear, whispering "I want you."
He could've broken down right then and there. But he didn't. He kept it together, but it wasn't easy. She could see lust and want taking over his eyes as he searched her face. She could also see care and love. It was turning her on but it was tear jolting knowing he wanted her so bad.
Yeah, I want you more than you think.. she thought.
He kissed her, gentle and smooth. It didn't last long though. He pulled away and they stared into each other's eyes as Miles carried her to the door, opened it, and walked into his room.
NOW.
I could leave it at this. Keep it PG-13...or I could make a second chapter. I could get R rated and go through their whole experience, their first time expressing just how much they love each other.
Thoroughly.
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