Chapter 58 - Stars Upon Us

Now that was definitely romantic and at the same time so sensual that I didn't care about the stars or anything at all at that moment.

His legs trapped on mine and his hands clung against the car's windshield when he leaned forward.

"Are you sure this isn't romantic? I always wanted to do this but never found the right girl." He whispered as he crawled to me. The wind blew on us bursting through us the floral scent of his garden and making me feel as if I was in a fairytale.

His lips locked on mine in a sweet passionate kiss, as his hand slithered in my shirt.

At the cold touch of his hand with my stomach, I gasped.

His hands went up to my breast and squeezed it as the kiss intensified pressing his lips against mine. Our tongues started to lightly brush against each other.

He departed from the kiss. "Why is it so hard to resist you?" His gaze darted between my lips and my eyes in a frenetic run. My body pulsing and coveting in passion.

Even if I wanted to resist him so much my body opposed to my rational mind.

Fuck it.

I pushed him back closer and entwined one of his legs with mine.

"Then don't." I wheezed and I locked back my lips with his.

I was slowly sliding down the car so I departed from the kiss just to walk down the car's hood.

"Close your eyes." He said after jumping down and holding my hand.

He opened the door of his car for me and after I sat down I rested my hands on my eyes to prevent me to see anything.

He probably parked in front of his car since I deduced he took a few turns then I heard the noise of the door opening and in a matter of a second, I felt his hands scooping me up and walking me probably in his house.

"Don't open them yet." He climbed up the stairs still carrying me and then pinned me down on a soft surface. 

I kept closing my eyes with one hand as with the other one I palpated the surface I laid on.

from what I could deduce it was probably a bed or a sofa.

His hands covered my hand for me so I was able to depart my hand from my eyes.

Why couldn't I see? Where did he bring me?

He began to pepper kisses over my neck leading me to unconsciously bend my head and gasp for air. My heart drummed so loudly in my chest. I painted in pleasure at the sweet tingling of his fast wet kisses streaking down my neck.

He gently took my shirt off but I kept my eyes closed, I didn't want to ruin the moment, and not being able to see what he was going to do made me feel everything amplified.

My breath shortened and my senses increased, whenever he stopped to touch me my heart skipped a beat in the wonder of what would happen next. His kisses moved on my breast, his sweet smooth lips brushed against the bra's scratchy fabric.

His kiss stroked down to my stomach caressing my ribs and running through my v line. I arched my back and a slight moan escaped from my lips.

"I told you I wanted to do it with you and make it special but at the same time every time we're alone there is nothing I want to do more than kiss every inch of your body."

He whispered as he lowered my skirt a few inches down and then kissed my skin through my slips. I jointed at the touch, the more we opposed to the craving the more the feeling amplified, and even if I wanted to wait just like him, every minute we spent resisting the passion the harder it was to stop when our lips collided together and our bodies fitted perfectly.

"I want to make you mine Lily, I want you so badly." He whispered nearer to my ear, my body so heated up for the desire.

Still, with my eyes closed, I could see him on me and the more I imagined his hands touching me the more my heart exploded in my chest and shivers ran through my skin.

He bent down to kiss my intimacy in slow delicate movements, I could feel the tip of his tongue tapping against my G spot having me reach a new dimension of pleasure and struggle to open my eyes.

I couldn't resist much longer, not after his teasing. It was like I craved it deeply in my core and my body was calling for more, now that he tasted and how his touch felt on me, how could I be able stop?

A brief silence, no more motion and he stopped to kiss me. 

what was happening?

"Lily, they were right it's a very beautiful night. The sky is full of stars."

What was he talking about? How could he see the stars if we were in our bedroom? Was he joking!?

"Open your eyes, Lily."

I opened my eyes and when I did, he sat down on the bed, departing from my body to allow me the sight of the room we were in.

I was amazed so much that I remained speechless contemplating the glass transparent walls of the room, I could see through them as if we were standing outside. 

I understood now the reason behind the garden, we could see his flowers to the left side and on the right side the majestic view of the countryside.

However, what took my breath away and took me aback was the sight of the ceiling, through it I could admire the dark sky dimmed by shining stars of any kind.

That room was completely transparent and empty with only a huge bed at the center of the room and I could feel like I was in heaven.

That wasn't romantic, that was the most romantic thing someone ever made for me.

In that exact moment, he took my heart from my chest and filled it with affection and love.