"What if I don't want to?" I asked, staring up at him, unblinkingly.
His minty breath fanned my face as we stood there, staring each other down. An unexplained emotion on his face as he did.
It felt like an eternity had gone by as we stared at each other.
My pulse, and heart raced as I stared into his cerulean eyes, biting my licking my lips as his eyes darted from my lips to my eyes.
"Stop looking at me like that, Bunny. You don't know what you're asking for…" He said, as I stared up at him, wordlessly.
"This should be something that happens between you and someone you love. Someone who loves you wholly. All of you. Your imperfections, good qualities, everything about you..." He finally replied, licking his lips and swallowing hard, as he looked away.
"Kinda like you do?" I asked, challengingly, watching his eyes widen as he stared down at me, his eyes smoldering.
"... How did—?" He began to ask.
"How did I know? Or how did I find out?" I asked, biting my lip to hide my smile.
He nodded, sighing his stance, but still pressing me into the wall.
"Before I left. Before I left, no one truly cared that I was leaving. Well, no one besides my family and friends. You, however, you told me— you told me not to go. That you would miss me too much. I mean call me crazy but not even my own boyfriend reacted like that, be was happy to see me go. You care for me, and accept me for who I am… am I wrong to assume that you feel something for me aside from friendship?" I asked him, with watery eyes. "I mean, you were the only one who called me every morning and night, while I was there. I spoke to you more than anyone else while I was away… It's pretty obvious to me that you feel something. We both do. Am I crazy to assume?" I asked him, biting my lip.
"No, you're not. It's been driving me crazy for the past two years. To have to see you with another guy. To have to see him touch you, kiss you, love you… I hated that asshole, but only because I so badly wanted to be in his place. I wanted you to smile at me like you smile at him. Light up with me like you lit up with him… So, before you decide you want to do this, think about it. Think good and hard about whether or not you want to do this. Because I don't think I can stop myself once we start." He said, intensely.
"Stop yourself from doing what exactly?" I asked him, confused.
"Stop myself from making you mine…" he finally said.
Without hesitating I reached up, wrapping my arms around his neck before pulling him down to me.
"I don't need time. I want you. All of you…" I whispered against his lips.
"Oh, thank fuck." He groaned, as his hands slid down moving my skirt above my ass, before he slid them down and squeezed firmly, pulling me up onto his hips.
I let out a throaty groan as my lips moved to his neck, licking, sucking, kissing and nipping on the skin there. Enjoying as I inhaled the intoxicating scent of his cologne, which turned me on more than I ever thought possible.
"So, does this mean I can now call you 'baby doll' now?" He asked me, amused.
"How about we finish that discussion after we do this?" I asked, pulling back to look at him.
He nodded, as I ran my hands down the length of his abdomen, until I reached the hem of his shirt and pulled it off, throwing it over my shoulder.
I bit my lip to keep from groaning at the sight, as I ran my hands over the sculpted muscles, and ink that adorned them.
I couldn't help it, the need to run my hands over all his upper body had been there since the first time I saw him shirtless at one of Tony's pool parties, suddenly overwhelmed me.
He smirked at me, before slowly laying me down on the bed.