D&S

Chapter # 23

We went home. I changed into my nightwear. I was looking out of the window. I was so lost that I didn't notice Desmond's presence behind me. I flinched when I felt a hot breath on my neck. I squeaked, I turned around and back away. I put my hands on my chest and let out a heavy breath as my heart began to thump loudly. My eyes widened, my whole face turned bright red. I quickly looked away, seeing Desmond shirtless. He took a step towards me as I took one back and shut my eyes tightly. I shivered when I felt Desmond's arm around my waist as he pulled me close to him. Goosebumps formed on my flushed form when our bodies made contact. I shut my eyes tightly as my grip on my chest tightened. I shivered when I felt Desmond's breath on my face, giving me an eerie feeling which is beyond my understanding.

"Open your eyes..." Desmond said huskily. I was stiff as I didn't dare to open them. I am not used to Desmond's intimacy, it scares me. His lust evokes an unimaginable terror within me. His touch startles me. His reflex causes me to shudder as I felt anxious that he might return to his ruthless self. My trembling lips exhaled; shutting my eyes.

"Ester..." I felt his breath. His face must be so close to mine. I am not ready to take our relationship to an intimate level. I am still not relaxed completely under his presence- let alone touch. I slowly opened my eyes in fear that he'd be angry if I didn't open them. I slowly lifted my gaze and met his Appealing Gray eyes. I tried my best to not look at his toned chest. The heat emerging from Desmond's body, which was being absorbed by my mine petite form, caused me to lose my senses. His one hand held my waist while his other hand ran his hands in my hairs pulling me close to his face. Our nose touched. I close my eyes. Before my delicate lips touch his thick lips, I spoke up,

"Don't..."I said, barely in a whisper.

"Why?" His voice was low as well. I couldn't open my eyes and met his Silver ones, which are filled with lust and desperation, for I don't know what. I shuddered when he spoke up again,

"Isn't what they want?....what you want?... Good news..." His husky voice made My whole body shivered. I felt scared. For a moment, I want to give myself in his lust but, I am still haunted by his apparitions. They have embedded great fears in my heart. Removing those apprehensions is beyond my capability. His intimate form evokes a strange sensation which is arousing me as well to lose myself but, I can't. I just can't; not until I can feel safe from any dread in his presence. I jerk up and back away from him. I opened my eyes and let out rapid breaths. I looked at his eyes, puzzled by my actions. My breath hitched as his expression began to change. Before it could turn into anger, I spoke up,

"I am not Ready!" I clutched my dress tightly as I began to shake uncontrollably.

I shrieked when he took a step closer and put his one hand on the wall. I flinched when he put his knuckles over my cheeks and began to caress them. I began to pant as my form was filled with terror despite the fact; his touch was affectionate. He caresses my cheek with such tenderness but something in my heart isn't letting me relax under his touch. I gave him an afraid look.

"There's no need to be afraid... It's alright..." He said softly as he pulled away. He wore his shirt and gave me an assuring look. My shaky form walked past him and climbed under the cover as I covered myself with the blanket and tried my best not to cry.

I just couldn't bring myself to.. I tried but I was scared... Petrified...

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I was running around the house cheerfully. My happiness is at its peak-No, it is well past its peak. Desmond doesn't even try to hurt me in any, not even by his words. He was so affectionate. I am so exhilarated. The reason for me running around the house like a child is that; Tomorrow is Our Anniversary! I grinned like an idiot as I ran around.