Who owns my heart? (Stark one-shot)
I do not own House of Night in any way.
His arms were around my waist, while my hands played with the hair at the back of his neck. His eyes bore down into mine intensely.
I turned around in his arms and now his lips were traveling down my neck.
His hands moved to my hips, forcing me to dance to the tempo he set.
My head lulled back and landed on his shoulder.
"Oh Stark", I moaned.
"I need you", he breathed hotly in my ear.
It sent a shiver down my spine.
I dragged Stark to my room.
He grabbed my waist and threw me on the bed. He quickly joined me, his lips colliding with mine.
Stark's hands moved to the hem of my shirt.
I stopped him.
"What's wrong?" Stark asked.
"I'm not ready for that", I said.
He sighed and placed a kiss on my forehead.
"Will you stay here with me?" I asked him.
He nodded and I set my head on his chest.
I sighed.
Stark was amazing, but I also liked Chris.
I closed my eyes and savored the moment. I had no idea who owned my heart.