I Found the Babies

Chapter 18 - Part II XXX

There was an eerie silence in the car as he parked the car in the driveway. Well you couldn't exactly call it silence: the air around us was crackling, and our loud breaths and pants filled the silence around us.

Terrence was staring at me, with so much desire, that I was now sure that my thong was completely soaked and seat wasn't spared too. My cheeks felt hot, as well as every other part of me his gaze fell upon. He unbuckled his seatbelt slowly, and then leaned over, towards me, trailing a finger softly down my heated cheeks.

I closed my eyes in bliss, parting my lips as his thumb traced them, his own lips not uttering a single word. His breaths fanned my shoulder, and I shivered as his fingers continued to trail downward, right over my breasts and their hardened tips.

I moaned.

"No bra." He whispered, nipping my shoulder softly and I shuddered under his touch. His fingers trailed even lower, and my breath hitched as he traced my taut stomach.

I heard a click, and at the same moment, I pushed him away.

He gave me a confused look, but I flashed him a grin (it was so fucking difficult given how turned on I was) and said:

"Catch me if you can, baby."

And with that I sprinted out of the car. I had been to this farmhouse numerous times, and that was why I knew my way around very well. I kicked off my heels on the grass in a hurry, and entered the house through the open back door because Terrence had the keys. I was giggling all the way, laughing even more when I heard Terrence's playful growls. He was enjoying the chase, I knew it, and I made sure that he was getting a hard one.

Chase, I mean.

I had somehow reached the dining room, and my jaw dropped open when my eyes fell on Terrence who was standing right across the room, with just the dining table in between us. His lips were upturned in a sexy smirk, making my insides melt more than they already were. He was holding my heels in one hand, and his other hand was casually stuffed in his pocket.

"How?" I asked him. He couldn't have picked up my heels and then came all round to unlock the front door so fast.

"I know the house better than you do, love..." A shiver ran down my spine, "And you know that no matter how fast you run away from me, you are going to end up under me. On the bed. And completely naked."

My knees almost buckled under me when he flashed me a lopsided grin, and a shaky breath escaped me. I somehow gathered my wits and stepped away from the dining table, calculating my next step, but right then, just right then...

He lunged at me.

I ducked almost instantly, squealing when his arms found empty air. It took me a moment to notice that he had actually jumped over the chairs and the table, seeing how upturned they were. He lunged for me again, and I dashed towards a side, sticking out my tongue when he failed again.

I was giggling, absentmindedly letting my defences down when he lunged for me again.

I turned this time, but he managed to grab me from behind. He turned me around and forced me up against the nearest wall, trapping my struggling wrists above me tightly. I kept trying to push him away, and kept on struggling, but then he pressed his entire length against me, effectively trapping me under his weight.

"Gotcha, baby!"

I shuddered under him again, and I knew fighting him off was going to be difficult. My body was betraying me completely, arching so that our bodies didn't lose contact. Yet, when his mouth came crashing down, I managed to turn my face away. He didn't mind that too - I felt his smirk when his lips caressed my collarbone. His entire body was leaning against me as he bent lower, his teeth tugging at the sleeve of my dress. I felt so hot, with his hard muscles digging into my flesh, his mouth forcefully nipping and sucking my skin, that I moaned, my eyes rolling at the back of my head.