//A.N: there are NO 18+ scenes here and throughout the whole book. Thanks😂//

     Sebastian pulled me even more and approximated his face very slowly... at this time I closed my eyes and felt his mouth touching mine.

       In the moment he began to kiss me I remembered that wasn't the first time we kissed, but I'd never felt anything like that. My legs were wobble, my heart was melting, and I didn't want to leave his arms, never. We were kissing and dancing by the sound of the rain.

       But suddenly his touch became stronger. I pressed my eyes shut while feeling his body pushing mine backwards, til I hit the wall. He ran his hands down my body, touching harder than I've ever seen him touching and suddenly his mouth left mine and went down, planting a light kiss on my neck.

I died, clutched at his arms while he kissed me, one, two, five times his lips tasted my throat; his hair was still wet and it tickled my jaw; I felt waves and more waves of something I didn't know what it was- it was all Sebastian against me and I wanted to stamp him into me forever.

More kisses ran across my jaw. Everywhere his lips touched was on fire like gasoline on flaming wood. Then he stopped for a second, whispering my name softly in my ear. Never before has a word ever felt so wonderful.

I was dying, I knew he was going to kiss me again and I was dying in expectation, wondering what he would do next. I opened my eyes and looked at his lips with the most passionate stare I could offer. I want Sebastian.

His eyes smiled and his lips brushed mine once, and then we started kissing slow and soft kisses as before, in a comforting way. We held it for a few minutes, before his thumb pressed more against my cheeks, and our lips began to move in a perfect sync, cautiously, good as dreams.

I felt he was about to pull me from the wall to somewhere else- but instead, his arm trembled uncomfortably- and he suddenly pushed us apart.

I gasped, having to control all the weight my feet did on the floor out of a sudden. Sebastian stepped back until the table's edge prevented him from going further. He looked at me as he couldn't understand who he was.

"No, no, no..." He slumps against the table, his chest still heaving.

I immediately felt anxious and disheartened.

"...Sebastian?"

"Don't talk to me."

I swallowed hard. But there's nothing to swallow cause my mouth became dry. What happened? Did I do something wrong? Why??

He took a long breath.

"I think it's better if we sleep. It's past midnight and stuff... I already know what kind of place we are, so don't worry. These are vacations houses, only used by its owners on summer. See? It's all dusty."

I watched as he slipped a finger on the floor's surface.

I
didn't
care
if
the
floor
was
dusty.

"Sebas..."

"Come here."

I went to where he was, slower than a snail, and sat a few inches from him. I was trembling and sweating and breathing and somehow, ashamed.

He sighed and changed our distance by hugging me closer. I held my breath. He then made me look at him. "We will have this entire place to ourselves tomorrow," his lips wandered to my forehead, "and if that photos under the TV are not mistaken.." a gentle kiss was placed there, "we have a lake, a sauna, a swing..." and more little kisses blew across my face, like micro explosions, like drops of dreams.

Everything was back, the desire, the urgent need of his lips on mine, but he wasn't touching them and every time he went closer he moved away again and again and again.

"Good night, Angelina." He pushed himself up and went to the stairs.

I stayed there, breathing, until the left side's lights went off.

Image up the chapter: Angelina! 😊 Did you like it? Of course I copied the traces from one of Charlie Bowater's drawings... hope to draw more Angelinas in the future 100% by myself!