Isabelle
I closed the bedroom door behind me and leaned my back up against the door. I tried holding back my tears but damn was it hard. He wasn't the only one at fault for how this turned out. I played my part as well.
It's not like I had a cellphone at the orphanage for him to send a text. When I left I had asked Mrs. Strahm to make sure he couldn't find me. I didn't think he'd end up actually going back to look for me.
I moved from the door and attempted to unzip my dress. I let out a frustrated breath when I realized it was stuck. I didn't really want to sleep in the dress or ruin it. I only had one option and that was to see if Sterling would be willing to help me.
I exited the bedroom and noticed Sterling sitting with his head in his hands. He looked up at me as he heard my footsteps approaching him. "You okay?" He asked in a low and quiet tone.
"Can you help me?" I refused to make eye contact as I could still feel the tension. "The zipper's stuck and I can't get it on my own."
"Of course." He spoke as he got up from the couch.
I turned around and moved my chocolate brown hair out of his way. His fingers tugged at the zipper but even he was struggling. Finally he managed to get it to move. He took his time unzipping it all the way and I could feel his warm breath on the back of my neck.
I began to feel the desire and want for him that I had spent so much time fighting back. My willpower to fight him off seemed non existent. I was vulnerable from the conversation we had just had. The fact I had just found out he didn't leave because he didn't want me anymore wasn't helping me either.
I could feel his breath move from the back of my neck to the crook where it connected with my shoulder. His lips began to place little kisses that were heading up to my jaw. I could feel shivers go down my spine as the walls I put up came crumbling down. I need him and he needs me just as badly.
I turned around to face him and our lips connected. I could feel the passion and hunger within him. His arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me close to him. His fingers then helped strip the dress from my body where it fell to the floor.
His hands gripped my ass as he lifted me up. My legs wrapped around his waist as his tongue entered inside my mouth. My hands gripped his shoulders tightly as he dominated my mouth. He carried me into the bedroom and laid me down.
He broke the kiss and his icy blue eyes proceeded to look into my grey orbs. "I'm getting carried away Isabelle, I can stop if you want but you need to tell me now." I could tell he was concerned about going too far again.
"I want you Sterling." I confessed to him as I undid his tie and threw it to the floor. I then proceeded to move onto the top buttons of his shirt. "I need you to keep going."
I had completely caved in the moment he kissed me. This time it didn't feel as wrong as before. The ill feelings I had felt for him were gone. All I wanted to do now was embrace what was happening. I wanted all of him.
His lips kissed down my body until he got to the hem of my black lace underwear. He pulled them off and used his hands to part my thighs. His head dove right in between and he started using his tongue to lick at my opening and play at my clit.
He gently bit and sucked on it which sent jolts of excitement through my body. I let small low moans as he continued working on me with his mouth. I could feel my climax begin to build the more he pleasured me. I was just about to go over the edge when he pulled away. He kissed back up my body to my lips.
He stood up from the bed and began to undress himself completely. My eyes landed on his impressive shaft and I couldn't help but lick my lips. He walked over to where I was laying and took my hand to wrap around him.
I began moving my hand up and down on his shaft. I moved it down enough as I allowed myself to take him into my mouth. I could hear him let out a low grunt as I began to move my head back and forth on his erection. His hand grabbed a fistful of my hair as he used it to take control of how fast my pace was.
After a little while he pulled me off him and climbed on top of the bed. His lips met mine once again and I could feel his hunger for me was only intensified. I moaned into his mouth as he teased my opening with the tip of his shaft.
He broke the kiss for a moment. "Are you ready?" He asked through his heavy breaths.
"No." I responded. "Condom Sterling, we have to be careful."
"Right." He nodded as he got off the bed and searched in the nightstand. He found one quickly, maybe a little too quickly. "Cunning bastard." He mumbled to himself.
He put on the protection and returned himself back in between my legs. His lips found mine and his tongue entered the inside of my mouth. We continued making out as he gently pushed his thick shaft into me. I moaned into his mouth as he continued going deeper and deeper into me.
He used a hand to put in between us and began to rub my clit as he thrusted in and out of me. I could feel the climax building quickly again. He quickened his pace and positioned me so he could go in deeper as he pounded away. There was so much tension between us that it was more than ready to be released.
My hands gripped the sheets and I arched my back as I let out moan after moan into his mouth. Feeling me orgasm for him had clearly been enough as he began to let out grunts in return. His lips pulled away from mine as he focused on keeping himself supported.
We pulled away once we were both finished and I laid my head on his chest. We sat in silence for a moment as we caught our breath. There was one thing left that I needed some clarification on. "I understand why you didn't call after my birthday but why not during the summer when you knew where I was?"
"My father revoked my phone so I could focus." He answered. "Which I assume is part of the reason he brought you back. My mom told me once before he felt like he had played a role in our split, not that he'll ever admit it to me."
I positioned myself to look at him. "So what happens now? Where does this leave things with us?"
He used his fingers to brush the hair out of my face. "Well I feel like we just made up. Now we move forward, but together."
"What about Elise?" I raised a brow.
I wanted to know this wasn't going to end up in a situation where we go home and act like it didn't happen. If he had every intention of going back to Elise when the jet landed then any chance with me would be gone. They had to be over before I could fully accept him and the opportunity to work on us.
He got up from the bed and grabbed his phone. I sat up and he sat down next to me so I could see what he typed out. He sent a message to Elise stating they were done for good and not to contact him again. He then placed the phone into do not disturb mode and threw it to the floor.
"There I've broken up with her officially whether she likes it or not she now has it in writing. Now, can we get back to making up?" He smirked seductively.
"I would love that." I chuckled and then got serious. "We need to figure this out first though. We have to decide the next step, I don't want to wake up tomorrow and things end up being even worse between us."
He took my hand in his and looked into my eyes sincerely. "I will do whatever it takes to make this work, this isn't a mistake and I regret nothing that just happened. I love you Isabelle, I've always fucking loved you and I can't lose you. Please, let's try this again with a fresh start."
"I'm open to the idea." I may have caved in to sex but I wasn't going to just jump back into a relationship with him. While the anger and resentment was gone we still had things we needed to repair if we wanted to make this work. "But we have to both work for it."
"I agree." He nodded as he placed a kiss on the top of my head. "So does this mean you admit you're trying again with me?"
"Yes. But we have a long road ahead of us. It's been four years since we were together. I expect this to be treated like we just started dating, we've both changed and we need to get to know each other all over again. Then once we're comfortable and we know this is the right decision we can become an official couple." These were my terms and I felt like they were pretty reasonable.
"I can live with that." He smiled.
"Do you think she'll just take the text and move on?" I referred to Elise. She didn't seem to be the type to back down easily.
"Probably not." He sighed. "But whatever she throws our way we can handle it. I've got your back Isabelle, I won't let her do anything to you or us."
I slightly smiled as I leaned in and gently placed a peck on his lips. "I give you permission to call me Izzy again."