When Summer Ends (53 page)

I nodded. I knew the rules, I respected the rules, I just
didn’t like them. “I just want you to hold me, that’s all,” I confirmed.

He smiled and traced his hands down my arms, when he got to
my hands he interlaced our fingers and walked backwards towards his bedroom,
pulling me along with him. I felt so contented, so happy, so fulfilled. I didn’t
need anything more than his arms to wrap around me, for his smell to fill my
lungs, for me to drift to sleep knowing that I would wake up next to him. This
was like heaven.

When we got to his bedroom, he picked up my overnight bag
that I’d brought over with me earlier, he plopped it down onto the bed for me.
I headed over to it and opened the top, knowing I didn’t pack anything to wear
to bed.

“Dang, I forgot to bring pyjamas!” I cried, frowning
theatrically as I pretended to look through my bag for them.

He sighed. “On purpose no doubt.” He looked at me knowingly
and I laughed guiltily as I shrugged. He smiled. “Looks like you’re sleeping
naked tonight,” he teased. His eyes raked down my body slowly, as if he was
imagining it or something.

I felt the breath catch in my throat.
Is he serious? I’m
going to be in his bed, naked? Oh hell yeah I like the sound of that!
“Really?”
I asked, looking at him excitedly.

He laughed. “You really are a pervert. No, Cutie, I was
kidding. The last time I checked you were still a minor,” he teased, winking at
me as he pulled his blue button down shirt off over his head, and threw it to
me. “Sleep in that.” I smiled gratefully, and I bit my lip as I looked him
over. His body made my mouth water, and my knees tremble. I moved my hands to
the back of my dress and was just about to unzip it so I could change, when he
groaned. “You can change in the bathroom,” he mumbled, nodding at the door.

I pouted as I headed into the bathroom.
Looks like I’m
definitely not getting anything more than a hug tonight.
I wasn’t really
expecting to, I knew how serious he was about me being a minor; he really
wanted to wait, so we’d wait. Tonight was more about being close to him, having
him hold me like he used to, and spending time together without having to watch
the clock to see if I was going to miss my curfew. Just relaxing as Will and
Chloe, instead of teacher and student.

I pulled off my dress and bra, leaving my panties on as I
pulled his shirt over my head. As it passed my face I breathed it in. His scent
just amazed me. It sparked my senses, it was like some sort of drug, and it
gave me an instant lift. Tonight I got to sleep with that scent all around me;
I wished this night would last forever.

As I walked out of the bathroom, Will groaned. “I forgot how
sexy you look in my clothes,” he almost growled. I flicked my eyes to him
quickly. He was lying in bed, with his chest bare. The sheets covered to just
above his bellybutton. He made my stomach tingle because of how incredible he
looked. I would probably never get used to the attraction that I felt for him,
he literally looked like the most beautiful man in the world. Nothing and no
one compared to Will.

I held my breath, trying to hide my desire for him as I
walked over to the other side of the bed and climbed in slowly, just wondering
if I would be able to stop myself begging for some physical attention. I could
feel the words bursting to come out of my mouth; I wanted him so badly that it
was almost painful.

He smiled, his eyes raking over my body as I did the same to
his. “Come lay with me then, Cutie,” he purred seductively. I gulped and
scooted over to him as he rolled to his side and slipped one arm under my neck.
I moved impossibly closer, putting my head on his shoulder, tilting my face so
I could look into the eyes of the man I was in love with. I put one leg between
his, tangling us together intimately.

His nose brushed up against mine slowly, his eyes looking
right into mine. I could see the fight he was having with himself, it was clear
across his face that he wanted me, but was trying not to let go of his control.
His other hand slid down my back slowly, tracing across my ass, pulling me even
closer to him.

“You don’t know how much I’ve missed having you in my bed,”
he whispered, peppering little kisses from the edge of my mouth, across my
cheek to my ear. He kissed the sensitive spot below my ear, and I felt myself
shiver in his embrace, which made his fingers bite into my ass and back as he
clutched me tighter. He let out a little groan; I wasn’t sure if it was a good
moan, like in appreciation, or if it was a groan of frustration. Either way it
made a bolt of need shoot around my body.

Seeing as he was touching me a little, I assumed I was
allowed to touch him. I bent my head and kissed the top of his chest as I
trailed my fingers over his skin, following the lines of his muscles,
worshipping the bumps with my fingertips. His hands were roaming my body too. I
gasped when the one on my ass slipped under his shirt that I was wearing and
tickled the skin on my stomach, his fingers finding my navel piercing.

He groaned again as he fingered it, his face coming back to
mine as he kissed me softly, slowly, tenderly. The kiss was so soft that I
could barely feel it, but yet at the same time it held so much passion that it
made me want to cry. I needed more, I needed him, so therefore, I knew that I
needed to stop him. He didn’t want this and would be angry with himself if this
happened; I didn’t want him upset thinking he’d taken advantage. As much as it
pained me to, I needed to get him to stop.

“Will, I thought there was an over clothes rule,” I mumbled,
hating myself for saying the words.

He sighed and pulled his face back, his eyes locked onto
mine. “I can’t do it, Cutie. I just… I just need to see you, to touch you,” he
whispered, looking at me as if he was asking for my permission. I felt like my
world had stopped spinning, or maybe it had sped up, I wasn’t sure which. The
feelings that were coursing through my veins made me feel like I could fly.

“Oh God,” I mumbled, not knowing what else to say. I pulled
his mouth back to mine, and he moaned in the back of his throat. The sound kind
of drove me crazy and I dug my fingernails into his back, but he didn’t seem to
mind in the slightest.

His arms tightened on me and he rolled onto his back pulling
me on top of him, never once breaking the kiss. The feelings were taking over;
I couldn’t think about anything else, I was just a body made for feeling and
nothing more. Every place his fingers touched me seemed like he lit me on fire,
leaving me a quivering mess. When his hands started on the buttons of my shirt
I suddenly became acutely aware that if he took it off, I would have nothing on
but a pair of lacy panties.
Does he know that? Maybe he’s assuming I was
wearing a bra too….

“Will, I have nothing on under that.” I gasped as he kissed
down the side of my throat.

“Good,” he growled, tugging more forcefully on the buttons.

My heart was racing in my chest; I was so excited that I
thought it would kill me. He pushed the shirt off of my shoulders slowly, his
nails scraping down my arms as he pulled it off, making me bite my lip and moan
quietly. His eyes didn’t leave mine the whole time. His expression still looked
torn, like he still thought this was wrong somehow but he just couldn’t stop
himself. I smiled encouragingly; his full lips pulled up into a breathtaking
smile as he pulled it the rest of the way off and tossed it on the floor.

He rolled us back over so I was under him again, and then he
pushed himself up to sitting, straddling my hips. I briefly started to panic
that he’d changed his mind, that he was going to insist we stop or suggest that
he sleep on the couch or something. He didn’t though. Instead, his eyes roamed
down my body slowly, from the top of my head, down my neck, lingering on my
breasts before raking over my stomach, and then back up again, just as slowly,
until his eyes met mine.

He lowered himself back down on top of me, his forearms
either side of my head, supporting most of his weight. He looked me right in
the eyes. I could almost see his love for me there, the depth of emotion that
was there made me melt and my insides jump for joy.

“You are so beautiful, Cutie. Sometimes I just don’t
understand what you see in me, but I’m glad you see whatever it is,” he
whispered. His breath blew across my lips, making them part unconsciously. “New
rules. Skin is allowed, panties and boxers stay on, hands and mouth have free
rein. Deal?” he asked, looking at me hopefully.

Oh heck yeah I like the sound of that!
I nodded
eagerly. “Deal, definitely a deal!” I agreed maybe a little too quickly.

He laughed, his hand brushing my hair away from my face
lightly. “You only love me for my body,” he teased, shifting his weight on me,
making us rub together in intimate places. It had been so long that I almost
wondered if this was a dream, maybe I was having a dirty dream about him again
– if I was, I didn’t ever want to wake up.

I grinned and shook my head. “That’s not true. I also love
you because you buy me Lucky Charms for breakfast,” I joked.

He burst out laughing and nodded, pressing his lips to mine,
effectively ending the conversation.

Chapter Thirty-Four

As I slowly started to drift into consciousness, the first
thing that I noticed was that I was hot, like seriously hot, sweating in fact.
I blew out a big breath and tried to move but to no avail, the cover was all
over me, wrapped around me, and it was making it hard to breathe. I groaned and
tried to throw the cover off of me, but it didn’t budge, so I began to get even
hotter.

I need to get up and have a cold shower. What time was it
anyway? It’s probably time for school or something…

I cracked my eyes open to look at the time and came face to
face with Will, who was still sleeping merely inches from me. I suddenly
realised that it was his body wrapped all around me, instead of the cover like
I first thought. I gasped from the shock of waking up next to someone, and then
everything came flooding back to me at once, causing a blush to heat my face
and a rush of longing to shoot down south as I remembered some of the more
intimate details that went on until the early hours of the morning.

I grinned and literally pounced on him, causing him to grunt
and his eyes to pop open. He sat up quickly, pinning me on his lap and looking
around the room like he expected an axe wielding murderer to jump out at him at
any second. I laughed harder and threw my arms around his neck, hugging him
tightly.

“What the hell, Chloe? What was that?” he asked, shaking his
head and still looking a little dazed.

I bit my lip, the sound of his husky voice first thing in
the morning made my whole body vibrate with excitement.
How on earth did I
manage to forget that I spent the night here last night?
Instead of
answering I kissed him. He responded immediately, his arms dragging me closer
to him so that I was trapped against his chest. His taste in the morning was
out of this world. The incredibly boy woke up with breath as fresh as a
toothpaste factory, while I would bet anything that mine was more like last
night’s steak.

I broke the kiss and put my forehead to his, smiling like an
idiot. Last night had been incredible. The new rules were fabulous in my book.
Technically we still hadn’t had sex, but the new rules allowed pretty much
everything else. For the first time in over three months, I was physically
satisfied, very physically satisfied in fact.

“Good morning,” I chirped. I was so happy that my whole body
was tingling.

He grinned. “It sure is,” he answered, brushing my matted
bed hair off of my face. We were still only in panties and boxers so my chest
rubbed against his, causing a little moan to escape my lips. His hands brushed
down my back to cup my ass; he shifted my weight on his lap, obviously getting
more comfortable.

I smiled, but neither of us spoke, we didn’t really need to.
He just held me tightly on his lap, his hands stroking down my back as his grey
eyes stayed locked on mine, a beautiful smile stretched across his face.
Finally, after just enjoying his closeness, I couldn’t take it anymore. I
pressed my lips to his, capturing his bottom one between my teeth and nibbling
on it gently, making his fingers dig into my back lightly.

The excitement and lust from the night before was building
up again, he could obviously feel it too because he turned and laid us back
down on the bed, side by side. He traced his hand down the side of my body,
over my hip and down my thigh. When he got to my knee he pulled gently,
hitching it over his hip.

He smiled. “I love you so much, Cutie. I love waking up to
you in the morning, we should do this more often,” he whispered, running his
fingers through my hair, getting out the tangles and knots for me gently.

I nodded in agreement and snuggled closer to him, pressing
my face into the side of his neck, just breathing him in as I ran my fingertips
over his chest and stomach. The idea that this guy was mine to keep literally
drove me crazy. I felt like the luckiest girl in the world that he loved me
like he did, I couldn’t ask for more than that.

“I love you too, Will.” My voice rang clear and confident as
I said the words. I kissed the side of his neck and dug my fingers into his shoulders.
“New rules apply to daytime too, right?” I asked, pulling back and smiling at
him seductively.

He grinned and nodded quickly. “Oh hell yeah,” he muttered,
flipping me onto my back and hovering above me.

I laughed at his eagerness. “You only love me for my body,”
I teased, using his words from last night.

He shook his head. “No, that’s not true, I also love you
because you make wicked grilled cheese,” he joked.