A loud thunder woke me up. As I tried to move my head I realized that my neck was extremely stiff because I slept on Adrian's shoulder. I looked over to him and saw that he was still sleeping, his eyelids flickering sometimes probably because of a rough dream. I stood up and my whole body felt like I've been sleeping on rocks. Note to myself: Never sleep on the floor again or, which is more fitting in my case, never sleep on Adrian Ivashkov again.
Not trying to make much noise I sneaked out of the door and walked down the stairs into the huge kitchen. I'm not kidding when I say that the alone the kitchen was twice the size of my own room. After searching for a glass in several cupboards I finally found one and poured some water in it. Oh, how wonderful the water felt in my mouth. I didn't realize until now how thirsty how was.
When I looked at the clock on the wall I wasn't surprised that it was still very early, 5AM. I didn't know how long the storm was supposed to last so I decided to get some food. I opened the fridge to see if there was anything eatable in it.

"Damn, these sweatpants really suit you better than me." A voice behind me said. Surprised, I jerked around just to see Adrian. He was leaning at the door, his arms crossed in front of his chest. His mouth formed a wide smile.

"I didn't mean to scare you." he affirmed. What kind of reaction did he expect? I thought he was still sleeping and I was alone in the kitchen.

"It's okay." For a moment we stood there in awkward silence. "So, where are your parents anyway?" I asked.

"Out. I think they're staying at a friend's place but I really don't want to talk about my parents right now." He took some long steps and walked over to where I was standing. He was so close now that I could feel his breath on my face. Woah, okay, what the hell is going on!?

"No? What do you want to do instead?" I asked although I already knew the answer. I looked into his eyes and they gleamed with joy.

"Actually..." the sentence kept hanging in the air. He took his hand and stroke over my cheek. "I'd really like to kiss you right now." By now, there was barely any space left between us.
"Then why don't you do it?" My voice was barely a whisper. My mind knew that this was all kinds of wrong. My mind knew that if I let myself getting involved with Adrian everything would change. My mind knew that he was trouble. But right now my body was in control. And my body wanted him. My body didn't care about the consequences, it just wanted to fulfil the desire that has been burning in me since quite some time.

When his lips touched mine I felt a spark going through my body. He touched my face while his kisses got more eager. I opened my mouth so I could let him have the full control of...whatever this was. He still tasted of vodka from last night but I didn't care, I just wanted to get lost in this kiss. After another deep kiss he stopped for a second.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted this" he said out of breath. He continued planting kisses on my mouth, cheek and then he went down my neck and collarbone. I let out a short moan. Meanwhile his hands found their way under my shirt and he was pushing me closer so that I could feel his entire body against mine.
"We should continue this upstairs." he whispered next to my ear. When I could look him into his eyes again they were filled with passion and desire. Adrian took my hand and we went upstairs. When we arrived in his room he continued kissing me and slowly, we layed down on his bed. My hands went under his shirt and began discovering his body. Oh what a wonderful feeling. In one fast movement he got rid of his shirt and I could continue touching him. Since the day I first saw him shirtless I wanted to run my fingers along his chest.

"God, Rose, you are so beautiful" he said while he fumbled with the seam of my, well actually it's his, shirt. He took it off of me and then I was laying there in my bra while Adrian continued spreading kisses along my breasts and down my belly. While I was laying there and enjoying what Adrian did, I wondered how many other girls have already fallen for his charm, how many other girls he has seduced in his bed. I didn't want to think about this now but I couldn't help it. I didn't want to be such a girl for him, I wanted to be more than that. 'But you never will be' a voice inside me whispered. I decided to ignore my subconious because last night I've seen a part of Adrian that changed my picture of him. He had problems like everyone, problems I probably didn't even know of, but deep down inside I knew that he was actually a good person. And I wanted to get to know this person better before I sleep with him. Sex ruins things, hell it did ruin everything in my relationship with Jessie. Our first time was way too early and then our relationship basically only consisted of sex. I knew stopping this would be the right thing to do.

When Adrian was done pleasing my belly and breasts he gave me a deep, longing kiss while his hands wandered to the back of my bra. Just before he could undo my bra I said "Wait." My voice sounded husky from all the kissing. He stopped and looked at me. His expression showed me that he was pretty confused.

"Why, is something wrong?" he asked.

"I just think we shouldn't rush things between us." I explained.

"You're not a virgin, are you?" he wondered. I didn't know if that would actually make him happy or not.

I had to laugh. "No, I'm not. But that's the point, we don't know anything about each other."

"Well, I know that you have a birthmark next to your belly button. I guess most people don't know that right?" he joked. I took the pillow next to me and threw it at him which got me a crocked smile.

"You know that's not what I mean. Can't we just lay here and talk until the storm is over?" I suggested.

"Only if you put back on your shirt. I don't know how much talking I can do if you're just sitting there in your underwear." I grabbed my shirt, put it back on and watched him doing the same thing. He reached over to the little table next to his bed and light a cigarette. He inhaled a drag.

"How was your first time then?" he asked. That's the thing he wants to talk about?

"Uhm okay, let's see. I was 17 and it happened with my first boyfriend, Dan. It was horrible, he was clumsy and it hurt a lot. We broke up short after it and I actually wished I had waited longer. I wanted it to be with someone special and not with someone who ended up hurting me, you know? Anyway, how about you, womanizer?" I turned on to my side so I could watch his face. He really had some pretty eyes with that piercing green that seemed to look right into my soul.

He smiled. "I was 16 and it happened at a party with a friend who I've known since forever. We were both pretty drunk. Let's put it that way: Sex got a lot better after that."

"I bet it did." I said. I moved closer to Adrian and placed my head on his chest. His arms entwined around me and I snuggled deeper into his shirt. I could still smell the faint aroma of his aftershave.

"I wish we could stay like this forever." I longily said.

"We still have a few hours until the real world has us back." He planted a kiss on my head. "Let's enjoy it." I could feel his steady breathing underneath me.

And so we did. We layed there until the sun came up, believing that no one could ever take this away from us.

Oh how wrong we were.


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