DESIRE

CHAPTER FOUR

WINTER BRAY

I walked into my room. My body was aching to rest, and I let out an exhausted sigh, but something caught my eye. My window was open, completely open. My curtains moved with the wind as it blew into my room. I felt the cold from the wind instantly, and I noticed the goosebumps on the skin of my arms... Wait, since when do I wear t-shirts? I looked down at my wrists, which had no scars. My brows furrowed in confusion, and I shook my head.

I walked over to the window, yet wondering how it was open. I closed it slowly, and once again glanced down at my scar-free wrists. It still didn't make any sense where they had gone? I let out another sigh of exhaustion and decided to go grab something to eat. I turned around to find Theo standing in front of my closed door, probably with a shocked expression on my face.

I squeaked loudly "What are you doing here? H-How did you get in? How do you even know where I live?" I fired all the questions which I had on my mind, but feeling extremely uneasy while doing so. I felt my heart beating faster as he closed in on me. Theo took slow, small steps like I was his prey. He still wore the same clothes, he wore at school. Not to forget his stupid, hot sunglasses.

"Theo?" I asked. My heart was beating out of my chest, and I tried to calm myself down. He didn't stop. Theo still hadn't said a word. I swear my heart rhythm was racing for every breath I took.

Theo was too close for my liking, no one had never been this close before. I backed away from him, but that only made him walk faster. He pushed me up against the wall, hard. I whimpered from the slight pain in the back of my head.

I felt Theo placing his index finger underneath my chin. I met the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen, but where was his sunglasses? Theo's eyes were indescribable, they were dark blue. It reminded me of lapis lazuli. His eyes were so deep, and it didn't take long for me to get lost in them.

"W-Where's your sunglasses?" I stuttered. His fingers were warm unlike what I had experienced earlier. I felt his body heat and his breath on my face. He studied my features more than once before finally answering.

"I took them off for you, Dear." Theo played with a strand of my hair between his slender fingers. His fingers moved over to my face starting by the cheek. He cupped my cheek, looking deeply into my eyes "You have no idea how badly, I want to make you scream."

My breath hitched. Not only by his words but also by his movements and actions. Theo's thumb brushed over my bottom lip a couple of times. I wasn't even sure if I was breathing at this point. It was killing and addictive the way he was leaving me wanting more. His touch was like a drug to me, but I couldn't deny the uneasy feeling which didn't fail to leave me.

"What are you d-" His lips pressed onto mine, and sparks exploded inside of me. It was the most gentle feeling I had ever felt. I stood completely still and forgot to kiss back. He pulled back and placed his forehead against mine.

"Kiss me, Winter." And with that, he kissed me again. I kissed back slowly, carefully. Theo's lips felt so soft against mine, it was amazing. The way our lips moved together as the sparks were exploding around us... Amazing. Theo placed his hand on my lower back to pull me closer. He licked his tongue against my bottom lip. I slowly opened my mouth, letting his warm, moist tongue invade.

The kiss was slow. Our tongues danced together for what seemed like hours. But little did I know that this was far from over. Theo moved away from my mouth and attacked my neck aggressively. The feeling was pure bliss. He kissed up and down my neck, and suddenly a moan escaped my lips. I felt embarrassed, and Theo stopped frozen.

"S-Sorry." I whimpered, but I wasn't really sorry. Embarrassed, yes. Not sorry. I still wanted more, I wanted to feel his lips against mine again. I felt Theo's breathing lingering on my neck. He didn't move away but didn't continue either.

"Do it again." He said with a demanding, croaked voice. He sucked on that certain spot on my neck, and I moaned again, but a little louder this time. He picked me up, much to my surprise, and placed me on the bed. His lips met mine again, but Theo's kiss was hungry and full of passion this time, and not slow and gentle. Deep inside I knew this was wrong, but my needs and wishes were overwhelming me. It was like a dream I never wanted to wake up from. He moved from my lips to my neck, to my collarbone. I was panting by now, and so was he. His hand was getting under my shirt, but I had to stop him.

"We can't," I said in a rush. Theo caressed my hip as his hand slowly made its way under my shirt. My breath hitched once again, and the burning feeling was back. His slender fingers were moving ever-so-gently. So smoothly.

"Do you really want me to stop, Darling?" Theo's voice was dangerously calm and low, and his eyes were three shades darker. His hand made it to my left breast, I was panting even more now. I couldn't focus on anything at the moment, besides his warm, electrifying touch. He applied some pressure with his hand, and to my little mistake, I moaned in response "That's what I thought."

Before I knew it, he ripped my t-shirt in two. I felt so exposed, now I was in a bra and jeans. Theo didn't say a thing, but he just continued kissing from my collarbone.

"Oh god..." I moaned at the sudden, new contact, as he was kissing the side of my left breast. He kissed further and further down my stomach. Every vibration which ran through my body, was something so pleasurable, that I couldn't even think straight anymore. I felt alive. Nervous, but alive.

He teased me by nipping the skin just above the waistband of my jeans, and I had to suppress a groan. I knew this was wrong, so wrong. I didn't dare to look down at him, but then he started to take off my jeans, and that's where my senses finally kicked in.

"Theo, we really can't do this." I breathed, sitting up by using my elbows as support.

"Why would you stop this, when it's your deepest, darkest desire?" He replied with a voice full of lust. My deepest, darkest desire?

"M-My what?"

"Your. Deepest. Darkest. Desire,"

I woke up with a gasp. I sat straight up in my bed, with my breathing being heavy. I slowly looked around, I was alone. It was all just a dream. All just a dream. I brushed my fingers over my lips. They were so cold, and dry. In my dream, they were warm and moist. I swung my legs off the bed. My room was empty, and my window was closed.

I slowly turned on the light and looked at myself in the mirror. I was wearing a big oversized hoodie and not a t-shirt. Taking a deep breath, I pulled up my right sleeve. I gasped as I saw my scars. They were still visible, and they would continue to be. I felt tears in my eyes, just for one moment. I hoped that they weren't there, but who was I kidding? It was a freaking dream! It wasn't tears of sadness, or maybe it was, but it frustrated me, that I was stupid enough to believe that it was real.

I felt somewhat weird or just not myself. I had just dreamt about that guy, Theo Cohen, from school. It was as if I could still feel his lips on my lips, jaw, neck, breast, stomach, and just everywhere. Like I could feel his burning, warm touch. But why? I had experienced nothing like this in my life. 'A wet dream' as Nadora would probably say.

But one thing I couldn't get my head around was how beautiful his eyes looked. Of course, they were just my imagination, but they were amazingly beautiful. He was so mysterious. Maybe that's why I had that steamy dream. The only thing I remembered like it was a true reality, was four words. Four words that didn't want to leave my mind.

Your deepest, darkest desire.