Bristol
When we arrive at the clubhouse I’m anxious to find Ghost so I run to my room to drop off my bags and make my way out to find him. I didn’t see him when I got here in the main room so I go to his room searching for him. There’s no answer when I knock on his door so I keep looking. I hear the shower going across the hall and am hopeful it’s him so I can surprise him when he comes out. I hear moaning and almost leave, I know it’s him because I’d know his voice anywhere. As soon as I turn on my heels to leave the hallway upset that he’s getting pleasure from someone else, I hear him call out my name. “Fuck yes Bristol, that’s right, sweet cheeks.” I can feel my face flame knowing what he’s doing in that room with thoughts of me.
I can feel heat climbing up my cheeks but still can’t seem to force my feet to move so I can flee. I know I have a smile on my face because I can feel my cheeks stretch with it. I lean back against the wall and wait for him to make his departure. Once I hear the shower turn off I can hear him whistling while he’s getting dressed. My heart is beating rapidly while I wait to see him. I can’t believe I ever thought I could wait to be with him until I figured me out. The girls are right, I can do that while exploring where we could go.
The door opens and I’m immediately assaulted with the face of the man I’m falling in love with. Oh yeah, I can’t wait to explore this thing with him.
“Have a good shower?” I ask him and I know my smile is a mile long.
“Fuck yeah, sweet cheeks,” he answers with a smirk on his face. He knows I’ve heard him and he’s enjoying every single second of it.
“Is now a good time to talk?”
“Yes, now is a great time to talk,” he says with a bounce in his step as he makes his way to me. I know what’s going to happen but that doesn’t mean I’m prepared for the feelings it brings out in me. I watch as his right hand comes up and wraps its way around the nape of my neck bringing me closer to him. Once his lips land on mine I experience the best kiss of my life. We devour each other’s mouths with as much gusto as we can. His tongue and lips become one with my own. His lips are softer than they look and I get lost in him. When he pulls back I whimper at the loss, I’ve never felt so connected to one person in my life.
He takes my hand and reaches around me to unlock his door. I hadn’t realized until that moment how close to his bedroom door I was. Once it’s unlocked he opens the door and pulls me inside. I find myself backed up to his door and find his lips on mine once more. We kiss for what feels like hours but in real time it was only a few short minutes.
He pulls back and whispers, “Hi,” in his sexy, deep voice.
“Hi,” I stutter out.
“Wanna talk, sweet cheeks?”
“Yeah.”
“Have a seat wherever you’d like.”
I look around and notice since I’ve been in here that his room is cleaner than usual. Knowing it was for me I smile up at him as I walk over to the bed and take a seat. I pat the bed beside me indicating I want him next to me. He obliges me and takes a seat next to me while taking my hand in his. I feel a shiver run up my spine and look over at him in shock. He must feel something of the same because he winks at me letting me know he felt it too. His smile turns me to mush so I reach over and for the first time instigate a kiss. I’ve never been an instigator, always allowing the man I’m with at the time to take the lead.
My father has set me up a few times with potential suitors and being as lonely as I was, I allowed their advances and let things go further than I probably should have. Loneliness is a strong feeling to have and I always gave into the temporary feeling of having someone near me who wasn’t an everyday contender in my unhappiness. This with Ghost is different on so many levels, I don’t want to touch him or have him touch me to feel something, I want this with him because it’s him. We break away from the kiss and the words, “Thank you,” slips out of my mouth.
“For what, sweet cheeks?” he whispers to me.
“For helping me feel again,” I reply.
“My pleasure, always.”