I Choose You

Chapter-03: Covered in hearts

A few minutes later, Lee-ann drove through the automatic imperial white double gates of the house that she and Bretton shared. It was two storey house, made of English doors and windows, limestone rocks were chizzled neatly on either side of the concrete doorway.

Bretton's car was parked far across the lawn on the opposite driveway. Lee-ann walked to the phone that was hanged beside the door and pressed the number one continuously. The phone, like any other phone, had the numbers from one to nine, but they were  specifically for each private room in the house for easy conversations.

The phone beeped after a few seconds , she cleared her throat and spoke into the mouthpiece, "Bretton are you in?". There was silence on the line and then she called his name again. There was still no answer, she sighed and opened the door with her key.
She found that the place was in an eye-singeing darkness. She walked in the familiar direction that lead to the first light switch. She took coat off and walked up the eternal flight of stairs that laid between the kitchen and the the music room.

Lee-ann slowly took her shoes off before she went into another series of darkness. She turned on all the lights again, frustrated with the hassle and made her way to her bedroom. She sighed as she closed the door behind her, she was alone, and safe from Inquisitions, away from Jason. Her blood boiled just to remember his name and all he had said to her. She leaned her head against the door and inhaled.

And then she turned around, all along he was sitting on her bed and staring at her. He was dressed only in a loose khaki shorts, no shirt, displaying a scorching pair of biceps and ground shaking  abdominal muscles. The light in the house made him appear so dangerously teasing to her, and she hated herself for waiting two years to even see this man shirtless.

"I am surprised to see you back so soon, you rushed out of the ball room as if your mom was in the hospital. Where did you go?" He rose to his feet and slowly walked over to her. His legs were merchandise of meticulous might, he was too sexy; she felt like eating him with a spoon for the way he stimulated her appetite.

But no-one was going to be eaten tonight, his question was beginning to make her tremor. Throughout all the time that was seeing Jason behind Bretton's back, she was never put in the position of actually lying to him. She never lied to anyone directly and didn't want to start now.

"I, uh, um, to a friend, that needed to clear his conscience." she was gulping between words, she felt  terrible.

"So it's a him? Okay, do I know him?" he was standing in front of her now, hands crossed and eyebrows creased, at any moment,  Lee-ann thought that he would start shouting at her for being a back-stabbing bitch.

"I don't, I don't think so, no you don't." the words were twisting her tongue, she was stuttering like a fool and she wanted to kick herself. Bretton was silent, too silent, until it felt like a millennium had passed.

"Well enough of that." his un-expected words startled her. "You have on too much clothing, I'll be enough to keep you warm." He lifted her from the ground and into his arms and brought her to the bed.

"You haven't done this before." She said as he lay beside her. "Is this a special occasion apart from our engagement? " He ran his hands down her thighs and cruised his lips over hers, his breath was warm on her as his lips moved from her mouth to her ears. He leaned her up to him and unzipped her dress and she paused, Jason was undressing her this way, he was the only that touched her, she gave her innocence to him and being with Bretton now felt kind of wrong.

"You're scared why?" He asked. "This is the first time that I'm going to touch you, relax, you're not a virgin."

"Why now though?" she asked as he pulled her dress to her feet. "You always said that we'll wait on our wedding night, it'll feel special then."

"Just being with you is special, I want you please." he smiled against her ear. "Lee, let me make love to you." he sounded as if he was pleading to her, his voice was desperate, with need and lust. He held her waist and pressed her to him. Her hands wrapped around his neck involuntarily.

CENSORED

Stop reading if you're inexperienced (have virgin brains), like myself. Scenes will get too mature for you and I can not be blamed if you're uncomfortable. But if you blast my wall with rude comments, I will reply 'nicely' to you.

So again, if you're not exposed to raunchy scenes, SKIP THIS CHAPTER PLEASE.

"You have an amazing body." she whispered truthfully.

"You haven't seen my main quality yet." she had consented, she wanted him, no matter If Jason went there before him. Her body twisted and turned as the perfectionist touched her tenderly on her breasts, he moved his hands there to the elastic waist of her underwear and pulled it down to her thighs. "I have waited so long for this." she gripped the front of his shorts tightly when he dipped his head to her nipples to nibble at them.

He pulled her hand away from him abruptly and hurriedly removed his shorts. He placed her hands back to his stomach, and pulled off his last garment. He pushed her down and curved the tip of his fingers and run them up her inner thighs, they traveled lower. He squeezed her flesh and stuck a finger into her, scraping the wall of her insides, and he could feel her quivering. He removed his finger and drew her waist closer to him and then thrust forward. "You still feel like a virgin." He said sinking deeper, her skin sheathed him. Although he wasn't moving, he was bruising her. He climbed on top of her and she cringed as he dug deeper into her, she closed her eyes and locked her teeth together.
He groaned as her muscles contracted around her, as if to suffocate him. She brought his lips down to hers and kissed him softly as her muscles expanded.

"Sorry it's just impulse. It usually happens when I get too excited." she explained while running her hands through his hair.

"Do me a favor, don't get over-excited, you are squeezing the life out of me." he rested both his palms on the head of the bed and moved in deeper, but at the same time slowly.

It was as if he was dealing with an inexperienced person and it irritated her.

"I am not sixteen okay, I can handle it." She assured her. He straightened his spine before he began kissing her again and shoving deeply into her with speed and power in his thrusts. The moist sheen of perspiration plastered her hair on her forehead, as heat engulfed her. He gripped her under her thigh and thrust even harder. He pulled away from her and she frowned, not focused on how bruised she was but how much she needed him. He wiped his finger over her cheek at the action and fitted inside of her again, and released a soft cry, tears filled her eyes. The she smiled and brought his head down to hers to fancy the taste of his lips and the moist of his tongue.

"I love you Lee." He whispered.

"I love you more Bretton and I will always love you." she really did, and nothing can change that no matter what Jason will or will not do.