Ain't Your Regular Girlfriend

I felt as warm as just a fed kitten curled up in front of a fireplace as I snuggled closer to the source of warmth. That source wrapped his arms around me, pulling me closer to the length of his body. We were lying, facing one side, more asleep than awake, he stroked my hair and kissed my shoulder as one hand cupped my b.r.e.a.s.t through my pajamas and knead them tenderly.

I was so lost in passion as his hand traveled over my stomach, and nestled between my t.h.i.g.hs. I m.o.a.n.e.d as the enchanting pleasant flutters of s.e.x.u.a.l d.e.s.i.r.e began to radiate through my body, as I moved against his hand that was now c.a.r.e.s.sing my t.h.i.g.h I didn't want this p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e to ever come to an end as I was about to burst into flames, his d.i.c.k pressed against my buttock, heating up my spine as I rubbed against him sleepily, feeling him grow harder.

M.o.a.ning out loud, I called his name. "Steve... Steve". and felt his hand tightened around my moving body. A wave of disappointment hit me as the hand that was doing its magic began to slip away. I frowned and slowly opened my eyes.

Redness flushes my cheek as the source of warmth happened to be Steven. At first, I thought I was just having an e.r.o.t.i.ca dream, and right now, I was pleased it wasn't just a dream. I grinned as I recalled our conversation before I dosed off. I thought he went home. I wondered and smiled at the heavily sleeping guy whose hands happened to be in my pants. "I thought you went home". I breath and closed my eyes as I inhaled his lovely cologne that was now scenting like him. I itched my lips closer and kissed him.

My kiss continues as I felt him starts to come awake, I laughed at his reaction the moment I stopped kissing him, he moved his hand to my face and brushed my hair away from my face. "I never planned on leaving without the certainty that my apologies were perfectly accepted" he smiled and placed his finger on my lips.

"They were". I said softly.

"They did seem so until you asked me to sleep over and then we were kissing that minute, the next you were already sound asleep". He sighed. "Lara?".

"Mmh?".

"Will you not be my girlfriend?". I tilted my head up to make sure I heard him correctly. "Will you not be my girlfriend until I've proven that I will not play with your heart... Until I've proven to be worth your love. I promise not to ask you to be my girlfriend until you are ready". He took a long deep breath and pulled me to his c.h.e.s.t.

That was the sweetest thing I've ever heard! I smiled and placed my lips on him. Nipping his lower lips and he kissed back as if our whole life depends on the kiss. I pulled out slowly and lay my head on his shoulder. Feeling secure in his arms. And at the same time scared, my fears have nothing to do with him breaking my heart but everything to do with me! The fact that even if I accept his proposal we'd still hurt each other unknowingly... Of which I am accustomed to... It has been a part of me, rejecting relationsh.i.p.s because they are delusional. I don't think I will ever want to be a part of that. I sighed softly and slowly drift back to sleep. With the thought that we still have each other without having to be entangled by the word "boyfriend or girlfriend ". But it is surely going to hurt having to imagine Steve all wrapped up like we are now with another girl.