Chapter 34: Chapter 34

Annabelle's POV

He started the movie and came over to the huge sofa where I was already lying. He pulled me closer to him, placing me so close that I might as well be on his lap. Not that I was complaining. I loved the warmth he exuded, his refreshing smell tingling my senses. My heartbeats accelerated with excitement as we cuddled into each other. This was nothing less than bliss! My dress hitched upwards to my utmost horror but I was glad to find a duvet to cover my legs. Stefan pulled the duvet towards him as well and we shared it, his legs brushing with my bare ones. He groaned and spread his legs and pulled me right onto his lap. My whole body trembled with the need to be touched, to be kissed, to feel loved by Stefan. Feeling him harden beneath me, all I wanted was him. I wished that I could stay like this in his arms forever.

"Rosy, please stay the night with me here?" Stefan asked softly caressing my face and neck with his fingers. The tender touch had a hypnotic effect on me, and I was on the verge of losing my senses.

"I can't Stefan. Gran will expect us home. It's already late," I said as calmly as I possibly could. Although I wanted to cuddle and sleep with him, I knew I had to go back. I felt my heart drawn toward him. I loved him so much, and I didn't want to leave the sanctity of his arms. No one had ever done so much to make me feel so special, as Stefan had. He was special to me, my only true love, my very essence of life.

"No, gran has gone to dad's place with Arielle and Julian. I have already informed Martha not to stay up for us. Please stay. I'd be honored if you do," He said looking at me, hopefully. I had no other excuse now. I gave in to my heart, his soft caress compelling me to surrender.

"Okay, I'll stay," I said shyly. I gave in. I couldn't deny him. I too wanted to spend the night with him, in his arms.

"Really?" he asked with disbelief and I nodded. He tangled his fingers into my hair and lowered his mouth towards me. My eyes closed in anticipation of his kiss. He didn't disappoint and soon he crashed his lips to mine greedily, kissing my lips with passionate hunger. My arms went around his shoulders and I kissed him back with equal fervor.

He laid me down on the sofa gently, his mouth still fused to mine. He hovered on top of me, supporting himself on his elbows, on either side of me, trapping me. His one hand caressed my cheek, my neck, trailing down over my exposed shoulders to my bre*st, cupping them over my dress. A moan escaped my mouth.

His hot mouth skimmed across my jawline to kiss the sweet spot on my neck. Another soft moan escaped my mouth. He switched off the movie as it was quite a distraction now.

He kissed my exposed shoulders, licking and sucking them, branding them. His hand trailed down below me to my zipper. He opened it in a tug and the dress loosened. He pulled it over my head, leaving me in my black lace lingerie. His eyes turned dark with lust, and he licked his lips as he stared hypnotized at my exposed body.

"God, you are so beautiful Rosy. I don't know how no one has claimed you already. I need you, I want you. See what you're doing to me? " he said, grinding his hard length against me. I was dripping wet, as I closed my eyes at his torture. He dipped his head into the creamy valley between my bre*sts and inhaled, kissed, and licked me. I wanted to touch him, feel him, and give him pleasure the same way that he was worshipping my body.

His hand went under me and with a lot of expertise, he unclasped my bra, pulling it away. My milky white bre*sts were exposed to him. He touched them and I gasped, his thumb stroking my hard aroused ni*ples. I moaned his name out loud. His mouth latched onto a hard n*pple while his hand caressed the other. I moaned his name again and again as my hands stroked his hair, pulling him close.

When he looked up at me, l was lost in his dark eyes, his dilated pupils drawing me into him. I unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it away, exposing his muscular arms and abs for my caress. He growled as I touched him down there. His hand left my br*ast, and trailed down to my thighs, parting them. His fingers gripped my panties and took them off in one go.

His eyes explored my body in a heated gaze. He picked me up, my hands around his neck and legs around his waist and he carried me effortlessly to his bedroom, kissing my neck and lips. My whole body was on fire. I was never so aroused in my life as I was by Stefan's touch.

He entered his bedroom, closed the door with a kick, and laid me down on the bed. He opened my shoes and his own. He stripped off his jeans and stood before me only in his black silk briefs. I could see that he was well endowed and too gorgeous. How could I be so lucky to have such a Greek God-like creature wanting me?

I was hot to the core, waiting for his touch. He kneeled in front of me and kissed my thighs, parting my legs. His mouth sucked my folds, his fingers played with my cl*t. His tongue collected the moisture from my dripping wet core. I clutched onto the bedsheets at the sheer torture.

"Oh, Stefan! " I moaned.

"C*m for me baby, " he ordered in a raspy voice and I obliged. He licked me clean. I was sated at the first wild org*sm of my life.