More Than Lust

Grace's pov

He looked at me with lazy eyes and i gulped.

"What?"

He asked.

I shook my head and he frowned at me. I was about to turn around but he grabbed my arm and stopped me.

He covered me in his bedsheet and pulled me closer. My cold body instantly filled with his warmth.

I stiffened against his chest, i didn't think that it will turn like this. He wrapped his arm around my waist and placed my head on his chest.

"I am not going to hurt you for these Little things..."

He said and closed his eyes.

I looked at him nervously. It's feeling really different, why is he taking me in his arms.

My heart is beating so loudly, what's happening to me.

When his warmth spread in my body, my eyes started drooping again. I closed my eyes and slowly welcomed the sleep.

But before i fall into deep slumber, i felt something caressing my cheek and wet lips on my lips. May be i am dreaming. This dream feels good.

I woke up in the morning in his arms. They were still wrapped around me, our legs are tangled together. It feels wierd, i have never slept like this with anyone. It feels like romantic cuddle but i know it's anything but that.

blinked my lazy eyes and looked at

be asleep but he is a very light sleeper, i saw

peaceful. I looked at his mole enviously, why this man is so beautiful. Off course

has features of his mother but he is not even a cent like her. She is so

my movements. I looked at him blankly when

his hands from my body. He

face the consequences. I know he was quite drunk last night

in senses when he took

towards the washroom.

and there anxious. We are alone in the middle of ocean. If he hurts me then no one is here to help me, not even

is mad, why would he hurt me. I haven't done anything wrong. But he always takes out

bedsheet against my body and walked outside to take my clothes. They were still lying on

am hungry but i don't want to

took my clothes and walked inside. He is still in shower. I sat on the bed waiting for him to finish so I can take shower. I don't feel sticky or dirty like i usually feel every morning. It feels like i cleaned myself after sex but

eyes fell on his pants. My phone! Should I

was calling me. May be dad but I told him not to call me, I'll be

and he didn't let me

up and walked towards his pants which was lying on the floor. If caught

quickly and put it

to check it's pockets then i heard click of

He will

pants and looked at him. I know fear is clearly visible on

me with raised eyebrows as he closed the door behind him. He ran his hand through his

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