Chapter 42: Chapter 42

Annabelle's POV

His mouth left mine and trailed to my neck, sucking and teasing the skin there. It sent goosebumps all over me. He licked down to my shoulders placing hot kisses there, sucking me, marking me, sending electric tingles all over me.

"I'm tired of controlling myself, Rosy. I want to make complete love to you. Please," he pleaded as his tongue traced a wet trail to my cl*avage. His hands cupped my bre*sts from over my tee shirt. It sent heat to my core and I felt wet already.

"Yes, Stefan. I want you to," I spoke in a voice so thick with de*ire that I myself couldn't recognize it.

He seemed satisfied with my answer and didn't need any more permission. His hand went to the hem of my short Tee shirt and pulled it over my head. Then he smoothly undid the clasp of my b*a and removed it too. My bare bre*sts were exposed to his hungry eyes and he stared at them. His hands touched my bre*sts, his thumbs teasing the already taut nip*les.

"I've wanted to do this the whole week. God, Rosy, what are you doing to me?" He asked in a tortured voice.

His mouth latched on to one brea*t at a time, sucking, and licking while his hand went to my yoga pants and pulled them down leaving me only in my pink lace panties.

In one movement he ripped it off me, kneeling in front of me, staring at me with eyes dark with desire. I gasped at his haste. He really was losing his control, it seemed just as I was.

"Beautiful and all mine," he said possessively as his hands touched me everywhere. His hot mouth captured mine and his hand went down my abdomen to my wet core. A gasp escaped me as he inserted his finger inside and pumped in and out.

A deep moan escaped me and I was on the verge of exploding when his fingers left me, his mouth left mine and he kneeled down before me, his mouth kissing my wet folds, sucking, licking, and devouring me. I clung to the bedsheets, moaning unable to contain the heavenly feeling inside. I screamed his name as I exploded into his mouth. He cleaned up my juices, sucking and licking it all up.

He came up to me. My hands went to his shirt as I unbuttoned it and threw it away. He unbuckled himself and stood in front of me clad only in his underwear, like a devilishly handsome Greek God. I stared at his body. He was massive, magnificent, and gorgeous and I loved him so much.

I could see that he was very aroused but I wondered how that would fit inside me. He came onto the bed and I touched him, stroked him, and sucked him the same way as he did to me. He closed his eyes and was lost in my touch.

"Do you want me to stop?" He whispered his mouth grazing all over my body. I didn't want to stop. I was more than ready and wanted him as much as he wanted me.

"No, please, don't stop," I whispered back.

"It won't be a one-time thing between us Rosy. I want you in my bed every night. I would make love to you every time I want to. You're mine and only mine. It's forever. You're stuck to me. Are you ready?" He asked and I nodded.

"Yes, Stefan. I'm ready for you, " I said, completely accepting our relationship. I was tired of fighting my feelings for him. I wanted to be with him. I would see what the future held for me. I couldn't live with the feeling of dread and waste my present time.

We finally made love. It was beyond anything I had ever expected. He was very gentle and caring with me knowing that it was my first time. We were satiated and exhausted after the numerous times we made love. I was sore and hungry so he helped me to a warm bath and we ordered dinner, then we decided to watch a movie together. It was bliss.

The next few days went by in a daze. We were content and blissfully happy in each other's company. They were the best moments of our lives. We made each other complete and I was thankful to God that I could finally be with the man I loved. I didn't think of the future. I tried to live the moment. I could live my whole life with these wonderful memories of us together.

I was glad that we found some privacy as the entire weekend, we were all alone at the mansion. Gran and Arielle were happy at Stefan's parents' house. Jenny's daughter had given birth to twins and she needed to stay with her for a week. Stefan and I went on a dinner date on Saturday to a very upscale Italian restaurant. The rest of the time, we bonded, talked, and made love at almost every place in his house, the kitchen counter, the bathroom shower, the bathtub, on the sofa, and so on.

Life couldn't get better, I didn't want to think about what the future had in store for us. I was happy to be with Stefan in our own little world.

With Monday came work woes, Stefan went to his office in the morning after dropping me at Happy Feet. Michael avoided me like a plague and I was fine with that for the time being. I didn't know how to react if I happened to come face-to-face with him. I continued taking my classes and by 3 pm Stefan came to pick me up every day.

We cooked dinner together and kissed, made out all the time, and made love the whole night. We slept in each other's arms. I didn't want to be anywhere else, and I didn't want this to stop ever.

Stefan's POV

I was glad that Rosy finally agreed to be me, girl. I was the luckiest man on earth. If I had my way, I could have married her here and now but I wanted to propose to her, the conventional way. I wanted my whole family's involvement in my wedding. Being the eldest, my family had expectations from me and I couldn't deny them that.

I knew Audrey wanted to give me the privacy I needed to confess to Rosy and sort it out with her. I was so indebted to Audrey. She had done so much for me and the respect I felt for her multiplied. I wanted to call her mom.