《Green & Grey ✔︎》Chapter 13
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*Edited
*Warning; this chapter contains some slightly steamy scenes :)
I woke up to a knocking sound coming from my window.
I grabbed my phone from my side table and looked at the time, only to see it was just 2am.
"What the fuck." I mumble to myself while getting out of bed.
I slowly and carefully make my way to the window to see a figure outside of it.
I jump up and almost turn to run but when the person's head turns to mine I immediately sigh in relief when my eyes make contact with glowing silver ones.
I open the window for him and stand back and watch as he comes in.
I stare at him confused and see that he was wearing a black hoodie with his hood up and grey sweatpants.
I watch as his cold eyes land on mine.
He takes a step forward towards me to which I step back.
He looks at me with no emotion in his eyes though they were sparkling as the moonlight contrasted over his features.
His hair was covering his eyes though you could still visibly see them.
His cheekbones were defined and high as his jaw was tense and sculpted perfectly sharp.
His lips were full and pink making me want to do so many things with them.
I watch his body move closer to mine as I step back again but get stuck by hitting the wall.
He was now right in front of me, hovering over my figure.
He placed his arms behind me, leaning his hands against the wall.
His face now in front of mine.
I could feel his warm minty breath on my skin.
I watch as his eyes travelled from my eyes down to my lips, lingering there for a second then looking back into my eyes.
He leaned his head down to my ear and brushed his lips over my ear lobe slightly, sending me shivers down my spine.
"Fuck I've missed you, Layla" His voice deeper than any other time I've heard it as he whispered into my ear.
I automatically feel heat coursing through my body.
He leans his head back to face mine, his eyes going down to my lips as he licks his.
He leans in slowly, now just an inch away from touching my lips.
He then whispers against my lips.
"Have you missed me too, Layla ?" He says while staring at my lips.
My name has never sounded so good.
I respond by crashing my lips onto his.
I moan at the feeling his lips brought, the soft and warmness plush against mine.
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His lips move in sync with mine, dominating my lips.
My hand move from my side to his hair, tugging and pulling the black mess.
My other hand was at the back of his neck pushing him in closer.
He grunts and moves one hand to my waist and one at the back of my head running his hand through my hair.
This kiss was full of passion and lust.
He then moves his hands to my waist lifting me effortlessly without breaking the kiss, I wrap my legs around his waist as his large hand grabbed the back of my thighs, holding me up.
I suppress a moan at the contact, his lips move fast with mine.
He gently bites my bottom lip making me gasp as he brings his tongue into my mouth.
Our tongues and lips dance with each other.
He then carries us over to the bed without breaking the kiss.
He pushes me down on the bed and now is on top of me.
He breaks away from the kiss and looks down at my panting breathless self.
He smirks his eyes glinting with lust and passion.
He hovers over me looking me in the eyes as I look up at him, his silver chain hitting my neck and sending me chills at the coldness of it.
He stares at me and whispers.
"Fucking beautiful" He says huskily and I blush.
He moves his head to my neck, kissing me softly with his plush lips.
He leaves a trail of kisses down and around my throat and kisses one particular spot on my neck making me let out a soft moan.
He notices this and continues to suck and lick the spot while I pull on his hair.
Once he's left his mark, he brings his head up to mine and looks me deeply in the eyes and kisses my cheek.
I grab his face with my hands and pull his lips to mine feeling the adrenaline and lust.
I push him off me as I now straddle him while kissing him hungrily.
He puts his hands around my waist holding my tightly against his body.
I move my lips down to his neck and kiss him all over.
I continue to suck and kiss him all over his neck while running my hands down his toned stomach.
His hands run all over my body making me want him more.
I stop and look him in the eyes while I move down to his pants.
He looks at me emotionlessly but I can see the lust and passion in his eyes as he watches me.
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I gently tug his sweatpants down halfway while his boxers remain, I bite my lip in anticipation.
He looks down at me lustfully, as I move my hands to tug his boxers of-
I shoot up from my bed covered in sweat while panting heavily.
What the fuck was that.
Oh god, now I'm all hot and bothered.
How am I going to face him tomorrow?
Oh, my freaking go-
My mental breakdown was cut off by my alarm ringing.
Oh great.
I slam my hand on the alarm and mumble to myself grumpily while walking towards the bathroom.
I walk into the shower to wash all my sins away from the dream I just had.
God, I can't believe I just dreamt of us like that.
You know what they say Layla, you dream of your desires.
Bitch what, I've never heard anyone say that before.
Um, look it up.
I sigh and turn the shower off, I turn to my wardrobe and find an outfit for today.
I decided to pack a swimming costume and an extra set of clothes since there's going to a beach house owned by the kid hosting the party so I'll get changed there.
I got dressed and packed the things I needed for today.
I texted Eliot and Violet that I'm travelling with Landon.
I looked down at the time to see it was 7:50 am.
He'll be here in 10 minutes.
Oh god.
Layla you need to act normal and not be awkward.
You're acting as you've never kissed him before Jesus.
No this is different.
How the fuck is i-
I got cut off with my thoughts as I heard the doorbell ring.
Fuck he's early.
My parents weren't home, they left early on Thursday morning for work saying they would be back in a week or two.
It was just the normal for me.
I walk down the stairs mentally composing myself trying to be calm and normal.
I get to the door and stand there for 10 seconds staring at it.
I finally get the courage to open it and my eyes fall on a beautifully grey-eyed muscular man.
My breath hitches as I stare into his blank silver eyes and he stares back into mine.
I look away immediately and start blushing like crazy.
So much for being normal.
I look back up to see him looking at me blankly.
"Hi," I say quietly to him.
He nods as me once and I tell him I'll be one second while running up the stairs to get my things.
I grab everything I need and make my way back down and see him standing against the doorway watching me.
Once I make it down he takes my bags for me and walks in front.
I shut and lock my door and then make my way to him.
He opens the passenger side and puts my things there while I stand there studying him.
His large biceps bulge out of his sleeve from the black shirt he was wearing and his back muscles tense and un-tense as he moves skilfully placing my things away.
I feel myself getting hotter and hotter by the minute while the scenes of my dream flow around my mind freely.
Once he's done he shuts the door and turns to me.
I look down at my shoes slightly nervous as my heart begins to beat faster.
I feel him stand in front of me and I look up at him through my lashes.
His skin was glowing from the sunlight and his eyes were shinning, the grey nearly looking white and it memorised me.
"You ready love?" His voice was deep and raspy as he asks me.
I nod my head in response not trusting my voice right now.
He opens the door for me and closes it once I'm in.
He gets in and starts driving through the streets.
I sigh and lean back happily.
I see his aux cord sitting there lonely, so I grab it and plug my phone Into it and start blasting my music.
I turn to see if he was bothered, but I saw him just smirking slightly while keeping his cold eyes on the road.
We start heading onto the freeway, the ride was going to be about 2-3 hours to get to Longland Beach that's why everyone was leaving early.
I watch us pass the cars as he speeds through the traffic.
We stop at a red light and I look around at my surroundings and turn to my right to see Andre waving at me through his car to get my attention.
I giggle at this and smile and wave back at him while Dante rolls his eyes at Andre's behaviour.
Dante turns to me and smiles in acknowledgement.
I smile back brightly and lean back in my seat and start feeling tired again.
I close my eyes as I feel the car starting to move again and start to fall into a deep slumber.
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