Chances

Chapter Thirteen

Marisca slept in her bed as she kept thinking about the kiss they almost shared. She wouldn't have resisted or fought him, if he had continued. She would've welcomed his touch and his lips caressing hers. She had been craving for it for so long and she wasn't going to deny it now.

But it seemed David had different plans. He was going to tease her till she begged him to touch her. He was going to make her burst with too much pleasure. He would make sure her body shivered whenever he was just a breath away.

David smiled as he pictured her in his bed: her soft and glowing skin, lying vulnerably beside his. Her hair all over his chest and her left leg between both of his.

Hearing her moan as he teased her more with his long fingers, would do him much pleasure and give him joy.

He would do many things with her if she would let or allow him. He hoped she was thinking about him too. He hoped she at least wanted him...again like he was doing at the moment and every second.

If only he knew she was also thinking and imagining him beside her, he would be dancing with happiness , writen all over his face.

Marisca couldn't sleep and she tossed on the bed like a thousand time. The weather was cold yet she was feeling hot. Her mind wasn't at rest.

Beads of sweats fell on her shoulders whenever she sat up on the bed. Mostly when she couldn't sleep, she went to Tyler's room to share his bed with him. She would hug him until the next morning.

But Tyler wasn't sleeping alone since they arrived in David's home. He slept in his grandmother's room.

Her eyes fell over the clock, resting patiently against the wall. It was quarter past eleven. She then finally closed her eyes. But a sudden sound jerked her back from her sleep.

She blinked three times and her eyes fell again on the clock. It was almost twelve: she hadn't even slept for long.

Meanwhile, David had already gotten up from bed. He had given up on his sleep. He wasn't going to force himself to sleep while his body seemed not ready for it.

It was his fault for harbouring bad thoughts and now he had to pay the consequences. Perhaps a little push ups and press ups wouldn't hurt.

He got down and lay on the floor. His stomach was resting on the floor and his face looked in the floor. Then, he lifted himself while supporting his body with both his palms on the floor.

As he lifted himself, he lowered himself again. And it continued for the next ten minutes as salty liquids kept touching his lips.

Then a soft knock came on the door. He decided to ignore it since it wasn't quite usual for someone to be looking for him at that particular time.

But the knock came again and he requested, "Please who is there?”

Then the unexpected happened. He wasn't in million ways thinking this could possibly happen.

He was sure he heard Marisca's voice asking if she could come in. Like hell, he'd say no.

His mind quickly came back to life when he realized how sweaty he could possibly be looking or be itself.

He raised his arm and smelt his armpit. It wasn't smelling but he wouldn't take a chance to make her leave early.

He quickly pulled his vest over his head and without wasting much time, threw it into his washroom after cleaning his body with it.

He took a washed one from his wardrope and wore it after some few seconds. Then, he found himself against the door with ease and a panting figure.

“I'm coming please," he said while scanning his room to see if he would find any unwanted or embarrassing item displaying it's worth around the room, "Come in please," he said while opening the door wider when he found none and then ushered her inside.

“Thanks. Sorry to bother you but do you mind if I sleep here tonight?" that was the last thing he possibly would have thought of at the moment he heard her knock. It never crossed his mind she would be in his room, asking to sleep with him. Yes not in the most dirty ways he was hoping but he couldn't help but smile: whether he was thinking dirty or clean, their bodies were still going to meet or be together or close.

She knew what she wanted but when she came face to face with him, it seemed all her courage flew away. Because she couldn't find any word, since she entered his room. She was quiet and was just staring. She didn't know what he felt for her; probably it could be,

He only seemed to have just respect for her. She was sure he wouldn't touch her the way she was hoping he did the other time.

When she asked him if she could sleep the night with him, he was caught over off guard. He didn't know if she was having nightmares or she just wanted to sleep or she wanted to have fun.

I guess the world wouldn't be overcrowded when we decide to bless it again with our second child, would it?

He gazed at her and then exchanged silent glances. His eyes pierced into hers. They stood there for a while before she cleared her throat to gain his attention back to her.

She murmured, "But don't worry if you don't want me to. I'll just...”

But before she could finish the statement she had not meant to use or had not meant, he stealthily moved to her side.

“Don't worry, you are always welcome in here. I've got pretty good and warm arms, you can always run into," he seemed to joke. But he had meant what he said.

Her heart soared to think he could possibly love her someday.

Guiding her to the bed, he jumped unto the left side of the bed; which was almost against the wall. He smiled sweetly down at her and she returned the smile back. Both their lips almost touched their eyes.

He pulled the sheet over their bodies as he spooned his arms around her body.

Pure affection and desire oozed out from them secretly, so not wanting it to play or be obvious. His gentle touch was evoking so many desires and she just couldn't help it.

Her familiar scents invaded his very senses. And so did his invade hers aw well.

But he snapped out of his lust and closed his eyes tightly to make himself study. He had to calm down before he ripped her clothes off of her teasing curves.

He tugged himself behind her tightly as she wiggled in his arms to get more comfortable.

He had so many questions to ask her and so many things to do to and with her. But he wasn't going to run ahead of things. He had planned to tease her until she begged him to take her. And nothing would make him happier than to see he had finally gotten the woman who haunted all his sleeps down, in his hands every night.

So he had no other choice than to be a gentleman and hold her till she fell asleep.

There after, sleep came faster than she had imagined. A yawn escaped from her lips. And she immediately covered her mouth to avoid another yawn.

She wouldn't say she was disappointed, because she was sure she was going to have a very nice sleep.