![]() [untitled]A Chapter by Nichole White![]() I fell asleep this afternoon and had a very "vivid" dream. I'm planning on giving a character synopsis and story line at some point, but i have to get some work done at some point! It's hard to work when i keep on dreaming of these people!! H![]()
I felt his hand on the back of my neck, caressing the back of my ear. All of the tension and drama that had been building up in the past couple of weeks had now drifted to the far corners of my mind. I had wanted him to touch me for so long. This was it. I turned around to him slowly and he pulled me close, so close I could feel his heart beat, a beating that would never come to its end. He drew in a deep breath and his eyes closed as he kissed me. Soft and gentle, his bottom lip quivered as did the rest of my body.
“Stay with me.” The words came so easily. His kiss was harder now. He wanted me, just me. His hand fell to the small of my back and for once I could really feel hm. I never wanted this to end. He guided me to the bed and laid me down, letting my head rest against a pillow. He hovered over me and let his body fall to mine, grinding ever so slowly as he moved his lips to my neck. I inhaled so deeply I thought I could swallow the world.
“I love you.” His words were warm and so real. He had all of me. I let my eyes close and enveloped myself in pure love.
“I love you more.”
“Not possible.” He came to my face and we stared at each other for what seemed like forever. He brushed my cheek with his finger tips and I felt a surge go thru my body. He was mine and I his. We were each other’s all night. I will never let this moment end.
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All too soon – although the sun was beginning to rise – he was gone. My heart slowed and my body was calm. I lay in bed still feeling the warmth that had once been next to me. I turned my head into the pillow and inhaled his scent, sage and ivory. He was still here to me. I turned onto my back and felt a slight chill run as the morning breeze came thru my window. I had missed him already.
I sat up letting the sheets free from my form. I was in a complete state of euphoria and never wanted to be normal again. Standing up now, I threw my robe over my body and every nerve reacted. I smiled, tied the robe, and closed my eyes.
I heard the window open wider and smelled his scent as it rushed in before him. I felt lips on my neck, he had come back. My world was complete. I turned to face him and slowly opened my eyes, wrapping my arms around him afraid that my grip could never be too tight for him not to leave again.
“I couldn’t leave you.” He breathed.
“You never have to. I could hide you in my little room.” A slight laugh escaped with the notion and he crinkled his nose. I had never noticed the lines that stretched across the bridge of his nose. Centuries of crinkling. I touched the lines and he took my hand and kissed me gently.
“I’ve hid for most of my life, but another century hiding with you would be heaven.” A smile stretched across his face and for the first time he wasn’t hiding. He had brought down the walls and let me in. I think I might have been glowing and I blushed.
Still holding me, he slowly pushed me up against the wall and untied the knot. He released me from his hold and slid his hands into the opening of my robe. To feel his skin touch mine was absolutely divine. He held me again and stared into my eyes as he did the night before. Kissing my chin and slightly lifting me up, I wrapped my legs around him. He moved his mouth up the side of my neck and nibbled on my ear. I couldn’t breathe, my lungs were held captive and I was completely okay with it. Then the tap on the door reminded me to inhale. I groaned at the door.
“S**t.” I pulled away from his grip and he let his hand linger on my naked hip. As he let go I pulled my robe together and tied it tightly. Heading for the door he caught my hand and I turned my head towards him.
“I love you.” He stared as if it would be the last time I would ever see him. But his mouth was warm and his hand was gentle reminding me that he would be here as long as I had wanted him to be. I smiled and another tap at the door interrupted my thoughts. I groaned deeper now.
“I’m coming, hold on.” He let go of my hand and I turned to answer the door. I knew that once I had opened the pale white door he would’ve been out of sight, reverting back to his “normal” self.
© 2008 Nichole WhiteAuthor's Note
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Added on August 13, 2008Author![]() Nichole WhiteAboutI am a 18 year old stuck in the body of a 29 year old. My heart has always been about 10 years behind me so of course i love to write young fiction. Every now and then i have a spit second of maturi.. more..Writing
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