Dreaming
1605 Words
"Kiss me." He demanded, and I did. It was passionate and long lasting, his lips smacked against mine, and our bodies connected. I subconsciously wrapped my arms around his neck, he was a lot taller than I am.
"Take me." I told him.
He picked me up by my thighs and wrapped my legs around him, and he walked us over to the bed where, he placed me down, not so gently but the way he handled me, made me so much more excited. We kissed more passionately and he made his way up my top, playing with and squeezing my breasts. I stroked his neck and the back of his hair with my hands as we kissed more and more intensely.
"Nox..." I whispered in his ear.
He grabbed my hands from behind his head and pinned them above my head making my body jolt in satisfaction. I was so turned on by him.
"AJ." he lingered in my ear. Who knew hearing your own name could be so sexy? He broke the kiss and stared into my eyes, smirking as he pulled my top off over my head. As I moved my arms, he pinned them back down above my head.
"Don't move." he said. I did exactly what he said, and I didn't move. He came closer and started the kiss again.
"Say my name, baby."
"Noooooooxxxx..." I said slowly but loudly, as I couldn't hide my horniness from him.
*BANG*
I heard as I bounced up from my bed.
"Nox? What are you doing in my room?"
"I came to wake you up, it's not like you to sleep in until this time." He pointed towards my clock.
"It's Past ten? Oh my god, I've slept all morning?"
"Dreaming, more like." He said quietly but with a smirk.
I laid back down resting on my belly, "What do you mean?" I asked him, pretending to not have a clue.
"I'm sure I heard you say my name, is all."
I laughed and buried my head in my pillow pretending to have an itchy face so I could hide my embarrassment and rosy red cheeks.
"I don't recall dreaming about you." I looked at him, concentrating on keeping a straight face while also trying not to get lost in his eyes.
"Oh, really? You didn't even think about me? At all?" He smirked at me. I had a feeling he knew I was lying, but how would he know?
"I am sure I didn't dream of you, and I know I didn't say your name." I sat up facing him, trying to keep serious, as if I was telling the truth.
"You didn't say my name, you moaned it." He said, with a little victory laugh. A laugh I couldn't help but smile at.
"I did not, you're hearing things that you want to hear." I told him, giving myself a victory laugh.
"What makes you think I want to hear you moan my name?" he playfully shoved my arm.
"I was assuming after you being weird last night." I playfully stood up and punched his arm.
"Oh, yeah. I believe..." He walked over and sat on the bed next to me grabbing my hand and pulling me towards the bed.
"You owe me a kiss." He finished.
"I owe you a kiss? How do you work that out? If I wanted to kiss you, I would have last night." I told him, trying to act cool.
"See, I don't believe that. I think you got shy, again. I've noticed how your nose crinkles and your cheeks blush and you don't make eye contact when you get shy, and you do that with me alot." He pushed me playfully again. I shied away, again.
"I see what you mean." I admitted aloud.
"Will you give me that kiss you owe me?" He looked at me, dead in the eyes, as he leaned in to kiss me.
I did, I leaned in and kissed him, my first actual kiss. It was exactly how I imagined it, in fact even more perfect than I imagined it. Everything was there. The passion, the flare. All I wanted was for him to take me. An urge that for some reason I couldn't shake.
I broke the kiss, that long perfect kiss.
"We can't." I looked up at him, moving myself away.
"What do you mean?" He asked me.
"I have no idea where I stand with you, sometimes it's like you like me and sometimes it's like I annoy you, I don't know how to feel about it." as I was talking he cut me off.
"You don't know how you feel about me?" he asked me.
"No, see, I know that I like you, I know how I feel about you, I just don't know how you feel about me." I responded.
He pulled me to him and crashed his lips against mine, kissing me passionately, butterflies fluttering in my tummy.
I broke the kiss again.
"Does that answer your question?" He asked me. I looked up at him, caught in his blue lushious eyes.
"No, no, it doesn't. Maybe you like me maybe not, or maybe you think I'm easy, I don't know." He grabbed me and shook me.
"Alright, I like you. I always have." He told me.
I looked at him shocked. He always had?
"We still can't, my brothers would Bury us together." I told him, sadly.
"No, they wouldn't. They'll understand, we have a bond." He told me.
"You mean like a connection?" I asked him, confused. So he felt it too?
"Yes, like a connection, I'll explain it all one day, but for now, I just want to know you, the real you, not the girl that's always giving her brothers a hard time." The way he said those words made me feel like he did see me as the annoying little sister, even if he did confess his feelings.
"Yeah, but. I wasn't being unreasonable, they don't see me as the person, the woman I'm becoming. They see me as their stupid little sister, who isn't allowed to go anywhere or do anything. I'm not a child, but Alex doesn't see it that way, and the other two never have my back, sure they'd argue, but they don't truly put effort in." I confessed how I felt and I immediately felt like a child.
"AJ, that's not what they think at all. You know what Alex is like. He'll never want his baby sister to grow up, ever. He'll always try and keep you as young as possible forever, he's a big brother. Axel and Axton for that matter make every effort to make him see who you are, how beautiful you're becoming, how grown up you really are, but you don't make the situation easy for yourself, behaving like a five year old."
"I'm petty when I'm angry, I don't care. If he wants to treat me like a child, I'll behave like one. Leave me alone now, I don't want to talk about this anymore." I stood up and walked towards my door.
"Don't be like that. How are we supposed to talk if we won't listen to each other's criticism?"
"Okay, well. If you want to get to know me better than you already do. Which confuses me because I've known you what? 14 years? Then understand me now, I don't do criticism and I won't be made out to be a child. Leave me alone now, and as you know, I'll be behaving like a child for the next 2 to 4 days! " As soon as the words came flying out my mouth, I realised how childish I did sound. If I did want my brothers to see me as a grown up, I would have to stop acting child like.
"Listen here, baby. Don't take that tone with me. If I want to tell you something, I'll tell you something and you can't stop me." Nox didn't take a breath as he walked over to me.
"Apologise for being so rude to me." He demanded. Not in a bad way, but even though he was serious, he seemed very playful.
"I'm not apologising, I'm not sorry for wanting people to see how different I'm becoming, it's like no one had noticed I grew up."
Nox filled the gap between us, I could feel my breasts touching his chest, as he pushed up closer to me. I felt weak at his hand, but I knew I wasn't, I knew I was strong.
"Kiss me, then." He said as he leaned in.
I don't know if it was lust, or shock, but I kissed him, a big passionate kiss was shared between us, seemingly lasting forever. I wanted nothing more than to sit down and cuddle with him, but I needed to have dignity.
"I've accepted your apology." Nox said with a slight giggle. I rolled my eyes with a smile, he made me like him even more when he teased me.
"Please, go now. Nox." I asked, just wanting to be alone.
"Okay baby, but only because you asked ever so sweetly, give me as smile before I go, baby?"
"If you stop calling me your baby, I will." I told him, jokingly.
"Okay, AJ."
So a smile I gave him, closing the door as he walked away. I knew my mind would be playing on this all night and I needed him to leave to process things rationally. No matter what he said, Alex would kill us, Alex would never allow it.
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