Okay, here's the chapter you've all been waiting for. Hope you like, and warning: not for kiddies! Haha. Enjoy!:)
Miley POV
I was back in my hotel room staring out the window as the rain poured down in sheets. I've always loved the rain. It gave such a feeling of cleaning things, washing away all the junk. If only it could wash away my misery.
I got up and walked to my balcony, opening the door and stepping out. The rain fell down on me and I held out a hand to watch the droplets softly landing on it. I stepped out further and turned my face skyward, closing my eyes as the rain fell onto my skin, soaking every inch of my body through my clothes. It felt good and I released a sigh as the cool wind blew against my wet skin, making me shiver slightly.
I stood there for what felt like an eternity, but was only a few minutes, when I felt another presence with me. I opened my eyes to see Nick standing in front of me. I didn't lock the door, so he probably let himself in. He was looking down at me with a look that I didn't dare place.
"Nick," was all I managed to say. He was the last person I expected to be here right now, but that was nowhere near the shock I felt at his next words.
"I love you Miley," he said, his eyes looking deep into mine, which widened.
"Wh-what?" I couldn't have heard right.
He lifted a hand and placed it on my cheek, brushing his thumb over my wet skin. "You heard me." He stepped closer and my heart started beating so fast I thought I'd have a heart attack. "I love you." His other hand lifted to take mine, engulfing my smaller palm in his warmth. "I never stopped and I never will."
Then he leaned in and kissed me. Softly, and I could feel all his love in the kiss. He wasn't lying. He really did love me. This realisation brought tears to my eyes and I pulled away from the kiss to throw my arms around his neck.
"I love you too," I confessed into his ear as we held each other. "I love you so much."
"Thank God," I heard him mumble and pulled back to see his own tears mingling with the rain. It was kind of ironic. Our relationship ended in the rain, and then restarted in the rain again, over a year later. I leaned in and our lips met again, my arms snaking around his neck to pull him closer while his wrapped around my waist. His tongue darted out to meet with my own and I exploded with desire.
After a moment, he pulled back silently and sent me a smile, taking my hand and leading me back into my room. He closed the door behind him. I saw my room door still standing open wide and walked over to it, closing it. My heart was pounding when I turned around to look at him. He was watching me closely, but didn't move.
We both knew what was going to happen now. My heart was racing and the butterflies in my stomach were flapping around crazily. But more than anything, the fire in the pit of my stomach burnt hotter than ever. Expectantly.
I started towards him as he did the same and we met in the middle, in front of my bed. Slowly, I took the bottom of his wet shirt between my fingers and pulled it upwards. He helped me and together, we pulled his shirt over his head, revealing his golden skin. Similarly, he took hold of my tank top and I lifted my arms as he pulled it off, leaving me in my bra.
Keeping his eyes on mine, he ran his hands down my back, over the bare skin to settle on my hips. I stepped closer and the wet skin of our stomachs pressed together as I looked up at him trustingly. He leaned down the last inch and captured my lips with his.
I sighed against his mouth as our lips moved together in perfect sync. Not wasting any time, our tongues met and the kiss deepened. His arms wrapped around my small body while my hands moved over his chest to his shoulders, feeling goose bumps jump up all over his skin. He pressed his lips harder against mine as his hands moved down, his thumbs hooking over the top of my jeans.
I reached down and undid the button for him, pulling down the zipper. He smiled against my lips and pushed the wet garment down, where it piled on the floor after I kicked it off. He gently pushed me back and I fell onto the bed, looking up at him as he stood there, looking down at my barely clad body. But I didn't mind. The look in his eyes made me want him even more, especially when he removed his own jeans.
I got up onto my knees on the bed in front of him, taking his hands in mine and tugging slightly until he was kneeling similarly in front of me. He lifted my hand and softly kissed my palm before bringing his lips to mine again. He slowly lowered me onto my back and laid over me as we kissed, his one hand settling in my wet hair and the other on my side.
My arms wrapped around his back and pulled him down until all his weight was on me. I could feel his hardness pressing against my thigh and it only excited me more.
"Nick," I whispered against his lips. "Touch me."
He looked into my eyes with a soft smile appearing on his gorgeous face. Then we both looked down at his hand as it moved up my stomach towards my left breast. He looked back into my eyes as it cupped the soft flesh and I gasped in pleasure. He gently squeezed, but I wanted more, which he seemed to as well as he reached behind me to unclasp my bra. He pulled it off my arms and threw it behind him before putting his warm palm over my now naked breast.
I leaned up to kiss and bite his shoulder as his thumb ran over my taut nipple, emitting a soft moan from me. He would probably have a nice hickey from the way I was kissing his skin, but the only thing I could concentrate on right now was his hands on me. I couldn't get enough.
I lifted a knee between his legs, receiving a hiss from him when it brushed against his hard member. Next, I pushed him up into a sitting position before straddling his lap, feeling his erection pressing against my centre, our underwear the only barrier as his lips latched onto my collar bone. I experimentally moved my hips and he groaned against my skin, pulling me harder against him. His lips then replaced his hand on my breast, kissing it softly before taking my nipple into his mouth while I threw my head back in pleasure. The way his teeth and tongue softly grazed it made my breath catch and my stomach flip.
His hands moved down my back and under my panties to cup my butt, squeezing softly while I just tried to hold onto his shoulders and keep myself from collapsing at what his lips were doing. His lips left my breast as he flipped me onto my back again, taking hold of my panties and removing it. I watched him look down at my centre as he kneeled in front of me and blushed slightly, which he smiled at. But I completely forgot why I was blushing when he covered my warmth with one of his hands.
He kept his hand in place as he moved over me to capture my other breast between his lips. Then his finger moved between my folds and I bucked in response. I've never felt anything more amazing as he traced my wet nub, then without warning, he pushed a finger deep inside me.
"Oh God!" I exclaimed at the contact and threw my hands to my side, clenching the sheets in my palms like they were a lifeline. A moan left my lips as he moved his finger in and out of me and he left my breast to look at my face. I was getting close, but I didn't want to get there without him, so I put my hand over his to stop him.
His quizzical expression changed to one of understanding when I reached down and pulled his boxers down over his hips. I watched in amazement as his large member came free, standing ready for me. Not being able to stop myself, I reached down and wrapped one of my small hands around it, watching his stomach muscles spasm at the contact and hearing a soft moan escape his lips.
He didn't stop me when I slowly started moving my hand up and down his length; instead he buried his face between my breasts as his breathing quickened. After a moment, he copied me and stopped me with a hand over mine, lifting his head to look into my eyes. He took my hand and placed it over his heart as he leaned down on me, the head of his erection rubbing against my wetness. The look in his eyes was questioning, to ensure that I really wanted to do this.
A smile came to my lips as I lifted a hand to his cheek. I've never been more sure of anything. "Make love to me Nick," I whispered and his own smile appeared.
Then he inched into me bit by bit, filling me up more and more until he was completely sheathed in me, emitting moans from both of us. I closed my eyes at the feeling and bit my lip to keep myself from crying out in pleasure. This proved even more difficult when he pulled out of me and pushed back in, sending shocks through my nerve endings as he buried his face in my neck, placing soft kisses between his pants of breath.
I gasped into his ear every time he entered me and I could feel his heavy breathing in my neck as he moved. My hand buried in his hair, holding on for dear life as I experienced the most amazing moment of my life. He lifted his head and kissed me softly through our gasps for air. I kept my eyes locked on his as the rain on our skin turned into little beads of sweat.
He leaned back and lifted me with him, sitting back with me in his lap. He pushed my damp hair out of my face as I slowly moved my hips against his, his member pulsing inside me in a way that made me shiver with pleasure. I can't describe the depth of the love that I felt as we looked into each other's eyes, moving together in the most intimate act of love. We were truly becoming one and I've never felt closer to him.
His hands moved down to my lower back, helping me move against him while my nails softly scratched down his back and up again. I took hold of his shoulders and placed feathery soft kisses on his face, breathing heavily on his skin as we moved together. His lips moved to my neck again and sucked the sensitive skin, his teeth softly grazing it as a soft moan escaped my lips.
"I love you," he whispered against my skin and I pulled back to kiss his lips again. I would never get tired of hearing that. Knowing that the most wonderful guy in the world loved me back was the most amazing feeling I could ever imagine.
I gently bit his lip as I started to move a bit faster. I could feel the fire in the pit of my stomach getting hotter and I pulled myself closer to Nick. He seemed to be right there with me, because he flipped me onto my back and drove himself deep into me as I let another moan escape me.
"Nick...please," I begged. In reply, he buried his face in my neck and picked up his pace, thrusting harder and faster into me. I gasped every time he entered me, filling me in a way that no-one ever has and no-one but him would ever do. He put an arm around my waist and lifted me into him while I wrapped my legs around him, meeting his thrusts.
I could feel myself getting closer and clung onto Nick in desperation, feeling myself being pushed towards the edge. "I'm...almost..." I tried between my pants of air, but another moan replaced the rest of my words as our wet skin slid together in an amazing friction.
"Me too," he replied breathlessly and lifted his head to look into my eyes. "Let go Miley."
That was all it took and my climax hit me so hard I couldn't help the cry of pleasure that left my lips as I threw my head back. Wave after wave hit me and I thought I would explode with the intensity of it. I had never felt anything like it and it blew my mind.
I could feel Nick twitch inside me when my walls contracted around him, and with a groan from him, I felt his seed shoot deep into me. Together we basked in the intensity of our orgasms and after a moment, he collapsed onto me in exhaustion. His heavy breathing matched mine as he placed soft kisses on my neck and cheek.
"Wow," I managed finally after regaining my breath and could feel him smiling against my skin.
"Ditto," he agreed and slowly pulled out of me, rolling off of me. He took me with him and pulled me against him, wrapping his arms around my heaving, naked body after pulling the blanket over us. I placed my head on his chest and put my arms around his waist.
No words were needed as we lay there together. I knew what he was thinking and he knew exactly what was going through my mind. We just laid there in sweet contentment as he placed kisses on my forehead and ran his fingers through my hair. For the first time since we broke up, I felt whole again.
"You remember the day we first saw each other?" he asked after a while and I nodded against his chest.
"How could I forget?"
His fingers were drawing lazy circles on my bare back. "When you looked at me for the first time, I thought to myself, I'm gonna marry her someday."
I lifted my head to look at him. "Really?"
He nodded and lifted a hand to softly touch my cheek. "Really. And someday, I will." Tears came to my eyes at his beautiful words and a soft smile graced my lips. He reached up and removed the necklace with his purity ring from his neck, then with a soft smile, he fastened it around my neck. "Consider this my promise to you. Miley Ray Cyrus, I want to marry you someday."
A soft sob of joy left me as I leaned down to kiss him, feeling my tears run down my cheeks. I had never been this happy. "I love you so much," I said against his lips and he framed my face with his hands, kissing my forehead softly.
"I love you too." I could see tears in his eyes as well and leaned down to softly kiss each of his eyelids. I reached up to touch the large ring around my neck and lifted it to my lips, softly kissing it as I stared deep into Nick's eyes. I then took a delicate, beautiful little ring from my finger and took his hand in mine.
"I don't have a chain for you, but for now..." I pushed the little ring onto his pinkie, where it got just past the first knuckle. "That's my promise to you." The silver ring had my name engraved on the inside, something that the media would soon notice, but I didn't care. I wanted the whole universe to know that I was his and he was mine.
His face broke into a soft smile and he lifted his hand to kiss the ring, just like I had done with his. "I'll hold you to that."
Together, we drifted off to sleep in each other's arms, our bodies still entwined.
Teehee. So, they're finally back together! You guys happy? Haha. Please please please review!
