You can't  force chemistry to exist where it doesn't, the same way
you can't deny it when it does.
-Author Unknown

Before the door closed, Vincent wrapped his arms around me from behind. One inhale of his fresh scent and I want to turn around. His left hand drops to my thigh, pulling up the dress that hangs so loose above my knees. I couldn't move even if I tried to, like his fingers had circuited my mind in a possible way.

He smashed his lips against mine mid-sentence and I leaned back. He unbuttoned my bra and quickly turned my head away.

"Are you sure?" But I kept quiet. My head was filled with crazy thoughts. "What the hell am I doing?" Before I could even think, we were naked. I stopped before he touched me and we laid together.

"You are absolutely sure Laura" Concern was all evident on his face, but I was ready to take the next step with him. I smiled and said, "Yes, I'm certain."

He kissed me and my heart skipped three beats. My stomach fluttered and I threw my thoughts out of my head. I'm ready, I promise.

He was connected to me and the thoughts I wanted to keep out instantly took over. "Nope, I don't want to. I don't want to do this." I turned and looked at his deep blue eyes. His warm flesh took over and his energy soared through me. I breathed deeply. In. Out. Within a split second, I was there again. It's like I never left. Time is forgotten. The side of his thighs were pressed against mine.

He's sure of himself. He thinks he is in control. I surrendered completely. I have wanted this for so long now, craved his human flesh, his tongue tasting my breath.

I sense everything, this immense magnetic field between us. Fire. But does he?

I hesitantly looked up at him. The swirls of emotion I saw there made me gasp. Lust and desire. However, before I could ponder it further, he yanked me to him and covered my mouth with a hungry kiss. As our lips crushed together again, I felt like I was walking on air. It was magic, the way his lips connected with mine.

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I peeled my eyes open slowly, meeting the sunlight. I flopped on my side and smiled.

The sunlight beamed through the white blinds, presenting the morning sun against Vincent's sculpted face. I ran my fingers through his hair when he heaved a sigh, holding my hands. Still silently sleeping, I observed him. He didn't have that murderous look on his face when someone looked at me.

It's just been a couple of days here and while exploring, I had no idea where we were. I never asked him, but I had a thought that we were in Italy or France. Everyone seemed to know him pretty well. I preferred it here to America. It wasn't buzzing with noise and the air was rejuvenating.

Rolling out of bed, I held on to the wall for support. I'd never done this before. It was my first time. Vincent was big compared to me and the way he was going last night was a small proportion of what he was capable of. He was making it rememberable and it was. He made love to me, something I never wanted to do, but he was gentle and delicate, like he was taking care of a small child.

I stepped into the shower when my mind wandered back to last night. My core was throbbing for more. I couldn't get enough of him. I was tired and sore, but I didn't care. I bit down hard on my lips while the water washed over my face, my feet twisting and turning each time I thought about last night.

I didn't want to close my eyes to remember. I wanted the ache. I wanted him in me all the time. I wanted to squeeze him in further and further. I wanted to see his face. I wanted his sweat to drop on me.

"Laura?" I opened my eyes, turning on my heel. Vincent was in the shower bare naked and I had to take a step back. His eyes were roaming all over my body. His eyes were getting darker and immediately I wanted to put my body on lockdown.

"You okay? I have been calling you for so long. I thought something was wrong, so I came." He said as he took steps closer to me. "Are you sure that's why you came?" I scoffed and turned my back to him. Now that he's here, what do I do? I don't feel ashamed that he's seeing me bare naked. I know he has seen me like this plenty of times. I'm sure of it.

I hummed while grabbing the body wash. I felt the hair at the back of my neck stand up when I felt the sudden warmth. Shivered from the contact of his fingers running down my spine, my eyes immediately shut.

My eyes opened instinctively when he squeezed my breasts, as if against my own will. I wanted more and that was what I was intending to get. More. I longed for this.

I was turned around frisky to meet his gaze. Lust was present in his eyes and I knew he wanted this more than I did. "Laura if you wanted it, you could've told me," His mouth washed over mine. He dipped his head and grabbed a hold of one of my breasts and squeezed it.

My arms were wrapped around his waist when he pushed me against the bathroom wall, slowly stroking inside, making my inside go wild.

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I looked out the window thinking about what Tina would say about me leaving her at home for a week without any sort of communication. I'm thinking she must be worried about my disappearance in the middle of the night.

"I think I should call Tina," I suggested to Vincent, tapping on my mug while he dried my hair.

"She already knows that you're here and she's pretty mad." Of course, she'll be mad to know that her best friend left her in the middle of the night without any sort of trace.

"Did you tell her?" I asked curiously. "No Mason did, and that's all I can tell you." I closed my mouth instantly, wow okay. "I know they are dating and having a little fun time," I looked up at him and snickered. I was blind to not notice that they were having sex. If Tina was indeed a virgin, I know she was sexually attracted to that man.

"I mean look at Mason. No offense, but he looks-"

"I dare you to lecture me about the next man in my presence, Laura," He yanked my hair back so I was facing him and I couldn't suppress the laughter that escaped my mouth. "Mason looks good," he sighed, letting my hair loose from his grip. "I'm going to kill him. Did he convince you to run away with him?" I rolled my eyes, handing him back the comb that fell out of my hair.

"Are you crazy? I've seen Mason a few times and if I wanted to run away with him, I'd do it. But I don't want to run away from you anymore. I want to stay forever. Even if this is just a contract, I do want this to work, putting all our past behind us." "Forever?" He whispers, I nod my head, watching the view. It was, in fact, amazing from here, watching the waves go in and out of the shore. I'd ditch anything to come here again.

"You know Laura, I found you very annoying and childish, but that all changed when I got to know you," Vincent said randomly, and I wonder where this conversation is actually going.

"I didn't like you either. I thought you were ugly. First of all, you broke into my apartment. " I said it truthfully, but I didn't find him ugly. That was a lie. Honestly, I don't know why girls would immediately wet their pants when they see a hot guy. Does every hot guy see the same thing? How stupid.

"I know you don't find me ugly. I can see through that lie. Secondly, I opened the front door like any other normal person. It was Mason's idea to do that though." I laughed sarcastically, putting the mug to my lips, taking a sip while Vincent tried to tie my hair in a bun.

Vincent lies Truth be told, he had an eye on Laura for a short time now, but due to circumstances, he had to make a move and he needed to make it fast.

"Fuck this!" He groans, leaving my hair while he lays flat on the bed. I giggled while tying my hair up. He gave me an eye roll, putting his hand over his head. "I did that exact thing." My hair was hard to deal with, but I doubt that he was doing that for the last ten minutes. "I'm sure you didn't do that. In fact, what were you doing?" Taking my place over him, I watched him keenly while he scoffed, looking up at me.

"I was tying your hair. I've seen you do it plenty of times, you know." I brought my face close to him and brushed my lips over his. "I'm sure you did," Leaning in closer, I locked my lips with him. I never thought it would come to this. We had such an intimate moment. It never crossed my mind because I always had a hatred for him.

I don't know about him, but he always had that look on his face despite me. But suddenly, everything just changed. My hatred for him, the feeling of being near to a man gone, my problems, my parents. Everything vanished like it never existed.