DESIRED (BWWM)

Midnight Conversations And Fun With Ice-cream

Renee's pov

I look at Elijah's captivating blue eyes as I try to control my breathing. He kisses my forehead for the second time before lifting me up and carrying me to the kitchen.

My legs instinctively wrap around his waist as I scramble to hold onto his shoulders, breathing out a surprised gasp at his sudden action.

He laughs and I roll my eyes but don't say anything. He places me on the counter and opens the fridge taking out my ice-cream and my eyes widen when he grabs a spoon and begins to feed it to me.

"Can I ask you something?" I question licking the ice-cream off my lips and watching as he eats from the same spoon, the small action making my body hum with desire.

"Si," he answers, feeding me a next scoop of ice-cream and watching intently as I swallow the cold dessert.

"Why do you call me Mia Vita?" I ask after I swallow. "You know what it means?" He inquires, licking the spoon clean. I follow the action with my eyes before shaking my head.
"Life?" I question and he thinks about it before nodding his head.

He hums to himself before feeding me a next scoop, some of it comes of the spoon and settles at the side of my mouth.

I try to raise my hand to wipe it away but he holds onto it with a firm grip, preventing me from moving.

I watch with wide eyes as he leans down and licks it away, his warm tongue sending shock waves throughout my entire body. His jaw clenches and his blue eyes darken to an almost black color.

"I'm tempted to put this ice-cream all over your body just so I can lick it off," he says and I feel my lower region clenching.

"Y-you didn't answer my question," I say trying to distract him. He backs away but continues to look at me with evident lust in his eyes.

"Because your full of life," he answers shrugging his shoulders. "You give out this aura of peacefulness. Being near you is.... peaceful," he says leaning closer until our foreheads are almost touching.

"You run your mouth when you're not supposed to which is annoying but also quite endearing. Not much people are willing to say how they really feel about something and with you I don't have to worry about that.

You almost always have a smile on your face and you chew on your thumb when you're nervous, you chew on you're lip too but its mostly your thumb that's in your mouth.

You tilt your head when you think and you scrunch your nose up right before you're about to tell me off.

You're sarcastic and witty and you roll you're eyes way to much. You hate getting up in the morning and you're so fücking beautiful. You remind me of life Renee," he says simply and I blush at his answer.

I was definitely not expecting that. He notices so much. He knows so much about me and I know nothing about him at all.
I have no idea what to say to that, so in a brave move I lightly place my lips on his, giving him a small kiss.

"Lijah?" I ask suppressing a yawn.
"Baby?"
"I ate and now I'm sleepy," I say and he chuckles, putting the ice-cream back in the fridge and lifting me up.

And this time I wrap my legs around him because I want to.

He leads us to my room and places me on the bed, looking at me unwaveringly.

"I want to get in that bed with you," he mutters and my body trembles at the sound of his words
"Can I?" He questions making it my choice. I swallow several times before nodding my head, knowing that I should tell him no but not finding it in myself to open my mouth.

"Words Mia vita, I'm always going to need your words," he says running his hands through his hair frustratedly.
"Yes. Yes I want you to stay," I say in a rush as my breath comes out in harsh puffs.

He sits on my bed and begins to take his shoes off and I chew on my thumb as I quietly stare at him. My mouth drops open when he removes his shirt and I drop my eyes when he turns to face me in all his I take muscled glory.

His entire chest is covered in tattoos and I find myself wondering how many he actually has. "Vieni da me," he says and when I frown he smiles before explaining. "I said come to me," he growls and I nod my head, crawling on the bed as I move closer to him.

once I'm in his reach he places me between his open legs so that my back is to his chest, before wrapping his arms around my stomach.

"You're coming with me tomorrow," he orders after a minute of silence.
"What?"
"You're coming with me tomorrow. I have to handle a situation and I want you with me."

"Where?" I ask suspiciously as he draws circles on my stomach.
"You don't need to know that Renée"

"Then I'm not coming"
"I wasn't asking you," he says tightening his hold on me. "So tell me then"
"No"

"Fine," I say rolling my eyes.
"Are you angry?" He asks with a smile in his voice.
"No," I answer truthfully, I wasn't really expecting him to tell me anyway.

"Are you sure?"
"Yes. Now stop talking, I'm sleepy," I say turning around and putting my index finger to his lips. He raises his eyebrows questionably, pretending to bite my finger.

"You're the one who talks too much, now go to sleep," he orders and I close my eyes at his words, feeling my tiredness kicking in.

Elijah's comfortable warmth engulfs me and I push myself even closer to him, inhaling his addictive scent. he wraps his arms around me, kissing me gently on my head and I fall asleep feeling happy and protected albeit a little confused.