For the past week, Devan and I have been past what happened the other day. We have been talking more and we avoided each other's personal spaces. He has been good to me lately which is good.
We are from taking a swim this sunny weekend in the pool at the backyard. We have gone about several laps for an hour now while we sip on some cocktail. Devan has been telling me about his journey as a baseballer in high school.
I an already exhausted now so I excuse my self from him to go take a shower in my room. I stare at my reflection in the mirror admiring how the blue bikini look great on me. It has been a while since I admired my body till today.
I reach for the strings of my bra untying them throwing it down on the floor. Suddenly the the door opens and the horror that fills my eyes is unbelievable. My chest is bare to Devan's lustful gaze. I think we should really have a talk about knocking before walking on each other becomes a habit.
Devan's lustful gaze never wavers from my chest something that awakens all the pent up desire within me for the past week. I swallow hard anticipating what is going to happen next.
"A...Uhm..I can come back later."
Devan hurries for the door before my voice stops him.
Stop. Don't do it Nellie.
I want to listen to my brain so much. Not this moment though, I can't. I can get what I have been craving right now and no one will even stop. I am just so done of pretending that I am not attracted to Devan when I know that when I close my eyes each night, he is the only person I can think about. He is the only person that comes to mind during the day.
"Don't leave." my desperate voice comes out husky. Devan frowns but he doesn't make any move to move out. I walk towards him until I stop before him face to face. The tension between us has heightened in mere seconds.
"Nel..."
"Shush." I whisper.
His mouth might be saying something else but his body is saying another. I reach for the lock behind us closing it. Immediately I step back this time closer that I can feel his erection digging in my stomach. Impressive.
I bring my hands up to his bare chest that is dripping with water from the pool. He closes his eyes briefly like my touch is doing things to him. I trace his biceps until I circle my arms around his neck. His darkened gaze finds mine.
"Nellie this is wrong." he querries.
"Kiss me."
When the order leaves my mouth, it is like a switch. All the restraint he had earlier is gone in a flash and before I know his lips are on mine. Holy cow.
His kisses are magnificent. Each of them evokes a feeling and a sound out of me. That is how they are affecting me. His hands move from my lower back to cup my ass. A moan escapes my lips immediately. He takes this opportunity to thrust his tongue inside my mouth and damn he tastes like a cold margarita under the scorching Texas sun.
The kiss has turned into heated in a matter of seconds as his hand is kneading my breast. How the feeling feels so heavenly. I moan into his mouth when he tweaks my pebbled nipple.
"Devan." I groan.
That is his cue to carry me up and I wrap my legs around his waist. He wastes no time advancing us to the bed. My back hits the mattress with a low thud. Devan doesn't waste time before his mouth finds mine. He kisses my jaw down to my neck, the path between my breast until my stomach all the while making me a moaning and writhing mess.
He takes off my panties in a quick flash before he gazes back at me. The look in his eyes is so compelling so when he kneels before my legs, I know I might not survive the torture. He makes open mouthed kisses on my inner thigh making my groin ache in ways I did not know. When he blows on my wet folds, I whimper.
"Devan please."
I am desperate. I need his mouth on me before I run crazy from anticipation.
"Patience baby." I can hear the smirk in his voice before he makes another blow. Now I think his mission is to kill me.
"Plea..."
A moan escapes my lips before I even finish the word due to his mouth working up my slit.
Bang!
Bang!
I struggle to open my eyes due to the sound. This cannot be. I can't have been having such a nice dream. Oh shit it was a wet dream.
Bang!
There is someone at the door. That explains the bangs on door.
"Coming." I shout at the person in a weak voice. Ignoring the real ache between my legs, I walk to the door opening it only to reveal a scowling Devan. Just the same person who was in that goddamn dream. Freaking karma.
"What the hell Nellie?" he scolds. Am I missing something here?
"God you forgot. Rachel and Edward are coming." he mentions. Shit!
I remember having spoken to Rachel yesterday and she had said so.
"What time is it?"I anxiously ask.
"It is ten in the morning."
That is the only answer I need before I close the door open and rush to the shower. But the time I reach downstairs, Devan is having a coffee.
"Do you need a coffee? This is my second one." he offers. I take it quickly avoiding his gaze.
After this morning's dream, I can't look in his eyes and not envision what went down in my dream.
"You look flustered, you alright?" Devan asks.
"I am." I quickly reply. He shrugs before he drinks his coffee.
I drink my coffee peacefully. I busy myself by arranging some things in the rooms before Rachel and Edward arrive.
A knock at the door notifies me that they have arrived. I am in the kitchen finishing up on the dessert. Devan calls to me that he will attend to the door.
"Nellie." Rachel grins when she sees me. I rush to hug her tightly.
"How have you been? Let me hope he has been treating you well." Rachel glances at Devan.
"What do you take me for?" Devan scoffs.
"He has been great to me." I smile. I grin at Edward. He and I aren't the closest but we are friends.
"Come on, tell me about this new job of yours." Rachel leads me away from the boys. We spend the entire afternoon catching up. Lunch is the best with chatty Rachel. She is the opposite of me except I can be chatty when I want to.
By the time the two leave, I don't really want her to leave.
"You should come visit us too." Rachel suggests.
"I will." I promise.
The next I hear is their car driving away. That means that it is me and Devan again. Rachel and Edward's presence helped me to avoid him but now that they are gone, the anxiety kicks in.
I find Devan staring down at his phone when I return inside. When he doesn't acknowledge me, that is my cue to escape.
"Are you okay?" Devan's question stops me in my tracks.
"Yes. Why do you ask?" I feign innocence.
"I thought you were avoiding me since morning. Am I wrong?"
"No. I mean I haven't been avoiding you." I defend.
"Is that so? I think we should play card then. We are okay, right?"
"Yes, I mean why not." I shrug returning back to settle at the couch making sure to put some space between us.
Devan retrieves the deck of cards and shuffles them. The first round is my luck but after that, I have been at Devan's mercy. Six games in a row and he has been winning. I might as well give up now.
As of our eighth game, both of us have two cards left. Devan is smirking and so am I. None of us knows why the other is smirking. Meanwhile I am because I am left with a king of hearts and a nine of spades. I am sure I will win this time. Since it is my turn to reveal my cards, I go first with a grin. Devan takes a peak before his smirk widens.
I narrow my eyes at him. It is his time to reveal his cards but he nods his head.
"What? That is cheating." I protest.
"I don't see the use. I have already won anyway." he grins.
"Let me see then." I urge. He shakes his head stubbornly.
"I have already won six games Nellie and this one too." he chuckles.
What he doesn't know is that I don't usually back out on things like this. I am a very competitive person. I try to snap them out of his hands much to no vain. His grin widens. I try again when he lifts them higher. This is the game he wants to play.
I kneel onto the couch trying with all my might until I snap the cards from him. A huge grin breaks onto my lips when I realise he has a two of clubs and an ace of spades. It is my lucky time. I won.
It is when he clears his voice that I acknowledge the matter at hand. I am straddling him and my tank is out of place showing a little of my stomach. Oh no.
I quickly jump off him like a burnt child.
"I won so I guess we are done here." I organize my shirt in place. When I walk away, I can't help but wonder how I ended up in that situation.