It's been two weeks and Ayden has been busy with his work which required him to wake up early. I stared at him and sighed. This is the fourth time I tried to wake him up, and at this rate I might explode. He is still sleeping soundlessly, snuggling to his other pillow.
It's cute, but it won't be cute if you tried to wake him up for the fourth time. It's testing your patience.
"Ayden. You told me that you need to wake up at seven thirty, it's already fifteen minutes past seven! You're going to be late!" I shake his arm harshly, one more time.
And he didn't even budged. Oh god, what kind of test is this?
"Seriously, wake up!!" This time, I slapped his arm. Hard. He moved a little.
"Hmm...kiss. Give me a kiss." I looked at him full of annoyance.
"I would give you a kiss or more than that if you woke up at the very first time I tried to wake you. But oh well, you choose to sleep more. So just wake up, and go take a shower and eat your breakfast before you go." I slapped his arm one more time and left the room. I returned to the living room and back to fold his clothes. Sometimes, I think he used too many clothes in one day. Or maybe he just wanted me to do more work and piled up all his clothes in the laundry room. Or maybe he used too many clothes because he went out with other women too?
But it doesn't have a scent of women though?
Me and my overthinking.
"Why does he have so many dirty clothes everyday?" I glanced at the man who plopped himself next to me, scratching his abs and yawned lazily. I frowned. "Aren't you late?"
He tilted his head toward me, and winked with a wicked smirk. I took a deep breath as I realised he lied to me, again!
"You are an arse!!" I scorn, this is so unfair. "You made me wake up at five again!"
He chuckled as he leaned down toward me.
"I already brush my teeth, now...can I have a kiss?"
"No!" How dare he! Does he even know how much I have to pay for an uber?
I sighed and folded the laundry again. It's so irritating how he tricked me to come to work earlier while he's sleeping like a log. It's annoying and irritating!
"I'm sorry...I just want to see you as soon as I wake up. Please, don't be angry, okay?" He hugged me from my side, nuzzling his face on my neck. I rolled my eyes.
"Sowwy, baby..." Ah, I really want to punch his face every time he makes that puppy face and that baby voice! I scowled at him defiantly and gained a chuckle from him. He is so lucky that he has a nice face.
"Give me a kiss, please, princess." he asked one more time and I turned my head toward him, looking down to his red lips. It looks healthier than mine.
"You are so annoying." I said softly, staring at his eyes and cupping his clean shaved face.
"I told you I will tease you a lot." he replied, whispering.
"You didn't warn me that it would be this annoying and you didn't warn me that I have to wake up early everyday." I left a light peck on his lips. "Happy?"
"Ummm, I was expecting more, but I'm happy." He laid his head on my lap, and snuggled his face on my abdomen. I guess he is a cuddly person. I rubbed his head softly before leaning forward reaching for another cloth. "Hmm you smell good, princess."
I laughed a little, is he being sarcastic? I was working right after I arrived and probably sweating too. Not to mention that I climbed the stairs today too. My cheap perfume is probably unable to cover my smell at all.
What fat liars.
I looked down when I felt him giggling. He is smiling ear to ear, closing his eyes tightly.
"What is it?" I asked, and couldn't help but smile too. It's contagious.
"Hm...I love you, baby." he tightened his hands around me.
Damn...that's so cute...my heart beat faster when he said that. He tried to kill me.
I can't give him an answer...but...I don't mind this feeling.
I folded the last cloth and put it on my side. I stretched my body and leaned back on the sofa. I ruffled his hair softly and he pulled me closer.
"Should we eat breakfast, Ayden?" I asked him and he flickered his eyes and sat up, rubbing his neck and stretching. He is still showing off his beautiful lean and fit body. He yawned again before turning around and hugged me again.
"Mmm...I feel sluggish, I don't want to go to work."
I glanced at my wrist clock, it's currently eight fifteen. I didn't even realise it.
"Are you late?" I pushed him but little did I know, my hands were on his firm chest. Uhhh...this is dangerous.
"Not really..." he grabbed my hands and brought them to his mouth. "I like when you stare at me like that. It's just lovely...how your cheek turned red whenever you touched it. Do you like it that much."
I stared at his chest, and his nipples...it's pink! Does my mind look like that?
This man is really a source of my insecurities.
I dropped my gaze to his abs...I touched it with my fingers, making him flinch. I smiled.
"So you like this one more?" He chuckles with a heavy breath. I nodded, admitting that I really love it.
I brushed my nails against his firm and defined structure.
"Okay, stop." he said with a sigh, grabbing both of my hands making me look up with confusion. Why? His lips curled up, and he pecked my forehead.
"Let's stop here okay?" He said, hardly breathing. Why? "Let's go eat our breakfast, hmm?" He tried to stand up, but stopped when I looked down at his swelling knob. He stopped talking so I looked up and met those dark eyes, which seemed a little cold but also a little burning. Sending both chills and heated sensation to me.
"I can see you are very healthy to get this big just for a mere touch." I said, brushing my fingers more to his skin, making him flinching and groaning.
He let out a nervous laugh, but he seems like he won't stop me anymore. He is waiting for more. And he totally loves it, look at that smile. Wicked and mischievous.
I swear to god, I never initiate this type of thing to anyone and he is the only person. I'm scared but I want more.
I looked up at him, who was staring hungrily at me, waiting for my audacious move. I looked down at his morning wood.
My hands move to his waist band, rubbing it before taking it down a little. And I was greeted by his bulge. I backed off a little and looked at him.
I didn't know it's that huge. He chuckles.
"Shall we stop?" he said, rubbing his own length up and down.
I want to touch that too.
I looked up once more, and he looked at me with an expression I've never seen before.
I reached his length with my shaky hand, and touched it. It's slimy. And hard. And hot.
He touched my hand, it's sticky, maybe because of his slimy stick. But I don't mind it.
"Oh God...I think I taught something bad again." He laughed, as he slowly led my hand to move down with his. He groaned. He led me upward and downward a few times before he released my hand, and leaned backward to the sofa armrest as he brought both of his hands to his face, hiding his eyes. He smirked and laughed gently.
"Keep moving like that baby, umm..." I followed his orders, doing what exactly he wanted, and the more I did it, the more it leaked and the more he let out that sexy noise. "Fuck...okay stop!" he sat up again and grabbed my hand off him.
"Wait..." He said, kissing my lips softly. He looked at me and touched my bottom lips with his hand. "Umm shit. Baby...I want more." He said.
I looked down at his throbbing bulge. It's swelling bigger.
"I'm ..I'm scared." It's huge. I looked up at him, I felt like I'm going to cry. I don't know what to do but he looked like he's hurt. Is it painful?
"I'm scared too...So let's stop here, okay?'' Is he scared?
But…
"But I want more..." I muttered. He grabbed my face with both of his hands and forced me to face him.
"You really drive me crazy, princess." He licked my lips before he kissed me gently but soon after, it became rough and wild. He inserted his tongue and twirled it around inside my mouth, dominating the kiss.
I tried my best to pick the pace up but I kept losing it, and out of my breath. His hands started to crawl over my waist, sneaking up inside my shirt, which made me flinch and shudder.
He moved his lips, from my mouth down to my jaws and my neck, kissing, licking and nibbling into it.
"Wait, wait..." I slapped his shoulder and pushed it away . It's too much, it's overwhelming. He looked up with a smirk.
"Hm? Wanna stop?"He kissed cheek and bit it.
"...No, I just..."
"Scare?" he guessed. And I nodded. "Should we stop then? We can always take it slow if you want, Maddison." he muttered.
"But I want it too." Shit, why am I like this?
His chuckles pushed me to lay down on the sofa. His hands started to unbuckle my pants and take it off, but his eyes were on me. I closed my eyes tight and hid my face with both of my hands. I'm scared, god I'm scared! But I want it too.
As I opened my eyes again, I felt like all my blood drained out from my body. My heart beat faster as if it would jump outside of my chest, and my feet are cold so do my hands.
This is not him!
"No! No!" I pushed him off and crawled down from the sofa, dragging myself to find a way out. I looked around.
No!
I closed my eyes again and covered my ears. Why am I here? Why am I here?
Rough ground, tack room.
It's cold.
Why am I here?
It's cold.
I opened my eyes as I felt someone touch me. Not that face! I pushed him away again, but didn't budge.
"I'm sorry..." I bursted into a cry. My head started to throb, it hurt. Fuck.
"Baby! Look at me!" I shuddered when he yelled at me. No. He's going to kill me.
"Please don't hit me, I'll do anything, please." I looked down on the floor. It doesn't look like I'm in a barn.
It's blurry, my chest hurts a lot. I felt he pulled me into his chest.
No, he will kill me because I'm being too loud.
"I'm sorry, Henry, I will keep quiet." I muffled my voice with my hands.
"Maddison!"
I closed my eyes tighter. It's fine. It will be over soon.
"Princess, look at me, please." he cupped my face as he called me that.
I looked up. It's blurry.
"It's me, Ayden. It's okay. It's okay." he patted my head, "Take a deep breath. Inhale...exhale...inhale...exhale."
Ayden?
I cried harder. It's not that man, it's Ayden.
"Take a deep breath, baby. Inhale...exhale…"
I sobbed in his chest, doing his command, but it's so hard.
"You're doing great, inhale...exhale..."
"Ughh...I can't!" There is a stake being hammered into my lower back, the strikes radiating pain in a way that shatters my brain or at least that's what it feels like. I'm choking.
"You're doing a great job, princess. One more time okay? Let's try one more time. Inhale...exhale..."
I tried one more time, bursted in tears.
"Good job, one more time okay..."
I did one more time and finally was able to get a whiff of his scent. It's not that person. This is Ayden. I keep chanting that inside my brain.
I pushed him a little and looked at him. He looked at me with a faint smile.
"It's alright, I'm here." He wiped my tears off, and kissed my forehead. "I'm sorry that I scared you."