Capítulo 65: Chapter 65 - Turned On
He turned his upper body to face me and placed his left hand on my thigh, causing me to gasp. "Amabel?" he asked. When I looked at him, he smirked. He knew what he was doing to me. He knew what effect he had on me right now.
Then he moved his hand up to my hip and held it. Slightly, he pushed my hip down with his palm. "Are you... turned on?" he asked me.
"Would it be wrong if I said I was?" I asked out of breath. What the hell is wrong with me? I usually had more control when I was with him. And I don't want my first time to be in his car. That's just not right.
"Of course it wouldn't. But I need to know... What did I do?" he asked.
"Amabel?" I couldn't answer him. It's a weakness I didn't know I had. Did he really have to turn the wheel with his palm? Did he really have to touch my thigh and push my hip down?
"You uh..." I began and swallowed hard. "You uh... ahem... you put your hand on my thigh... and you grabbed my hip and pushed me down..."
"And you're turned on because of that?" he asked. It made me feel so stupid. What was going on with me? My period must be coming soon. Urghh. I hate hormones. Especially these ones. I've felt them before, but never like this. It's Trevor. It has to be.
"Mmm-hmm," I hummed, agreeing to his statement. What the hell am I going to do now?
"Amabel?" he asked me.
"Yes," I breathed. He took his fingers and tilted my head by the chin to look him straight in the eyes. His green eyes were killing me even more than before. Usually when he wakes up they are the brightest of green, but now they're even more. Was he also turned on right now?
He took my neck and kissed me passionately. Then in one swift motion, he pulled me over to his side as I sat on his lap. He continued to kiss me and then he took off my shirt. I felt his hands roaming my back freely. Up and down. It felt amazing.
"Fuck!" I heard him growl in my ear, turning me on even more.
"Trevor, hey. We need to go before things get... heavier... more heated." He sighed hard in defeat. He knew that I was right. I wanted to go further, but I don't know if I'm ready. Sometimes you have to push your desires to the side in order to focus on the long-term.
Before I could get off of him and back to my seat, he grabbed my waist and pushed me back down. His fingers dragged all the way up and down my thigh and squeezed the middle of my upper leg. The feeling of his tight squeeze made me gasp and moan aloud.
A smirk appeared across his lips as he began to kiss my neck again. I couldn't breathe. I rested my forehead on his shoulder as his hands travelled on my back. "Trevor..." I breathed.
"Yeah, baby. Moan my name. Tell me to stop," he whispered. He knew what those words meant. He knew how much meaning they had to us. I didn't want him to stop, but I knew, if I didn't, something would lead to another. And I want it, but I'm not ready.
"Trevor, please. Let's go to the beach," I finally managed to get out. He sighed and rested his head on my chest.
"Okay..." he said and allowed me to get off of him. I sat back on my seat and combed my hair back neatly with my fingers. Who knew that having fun could ruin your hair so easily?
He started the car again and revved away. The sound of the car's engine roaring gave me goosebumps every time. Even turned me on a little bit, knowing the speed of the car. As we drove, Trevor reached for my hand again and placed it on his lap. We drove for a while until we reached the beach. We got out and Trevor grabbed the basket as we walked over the warm sand. People surfing and girls tanning in their best, neon bikinis.
But no matter how beautiful and how tanned they were, he never let his gaze from me. We set up our umbrella and towels on the sand, and sat back down. He walked around and pulled off his shirt, showing off his beautiful body, and turning eyes towards him. I felt like tearing out the women's eyes when they were practically drooling all over him.
He's mine!
He walked behind me and sat with me between his legs, pulling me back to lie on him. His fingers grazed my arm up and down in a soothing way. I turned my cheek towards his chest and smiled, breathing him in. He always smelled good. Especially in the shower when he... Amabel, stop it!
This was life. Just me and Trevor, the view of the ocean right before us, spreading a deliciously cool breeze through our hair. "Wanna go in?" he whispered in my ear and then lightly kissed a trail from my shoulder to that little sensitive part beneath my ear.
I giggled at the feeling of his soft lips and hot breath on my neck. "Not now," I said. But he didn't take no for an answer and stood up. He took my hands and pulled me to my feet and then threw me over his shoulder.
"Trevor, come on. I can walk, you know." There was no resisting him.
"You can, but you won't," he said and pretended to drop me in the water. "Trevor!" I shouted from the fright of almost falling.
Then finally, he put me down and said, "I will never let you fall," and then he kissed me. His hands were on my cheeks and then travelled to cup my lower back as he pulled me closer.
As we went deeper into the water, he never let go of my hand. Whenever a wave wanted to hit us, we dove underneath it. The feeling of the wave flowing over me, ripping and brushing at my hair, trying to pull me back made me feel so free.
Trying to escape Trevor's hold on me gave me such a rush. Adrenaline kicking in, making me swim faster. But it was no use. He was so much faster than me.
Like he was determined to catch me. Like he enjoyed the chase. It made me think back to that night. The way we kept teasing each other with our lips.
Maybe you shouldn't think about it too much. It's turning you on, Amabel.
It's true. I have to get out of here. I won't be held responsible for whatever happens next. Maybe I will, after all there's a first time for everything.
When he touched me, I flinched.
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