Moving slightly back I cup his face smashing my lips onto his. Caught off guard he just stands there at first. I smirk licking across his lips. He soon responses kissing me back roughly and hungrily. Backing me into the couch, he pushes me back breaking the kiss.

Looking up at him, he pulls his shirt over his head. He throws it onto the floor behind him. I start removing my clothes, throwing my shirt onto the floor.

He gets on the couch hovering over me, both his arms propped up on the armrest. Moving closer his lips leave hot kisses along my neck. I turn my head sideways giving him better access.

He sucks and nibbles on my neck leaving a trail of red purplish marks. I knew later on I would have a whole bunch of hickies that I would have to conceal for work tomorrow.

Breaking me from my thoughts, Stephen's right hand moves down towards my heat. He slips my lace panties to the side, sliding one slender finger into my wetness.

I arch my back off the couch, my eyes roll back as he plumps his finger into me. He moves his face towards mine, his left hand grabbing my chin.

He smashes his lips onto mine, the kiss rough and hungry. His tongue slips into my mouth, both of our tongues coaxing each other in a dance. He dominantly takes charge, his tongue tangling with mine.

I moan digging my nails into his bare back. He grunts kissing me harder. Adding two more fingers into me, he plumps even faster into me.

Holding in my moans with his mouth, he begins to rub my clitoris with his thumb while he fastens his pace. The fiction between the two had me coming undone.

Breaking the kiss my walls clench around his fingers."S-Shit!" I cry out. I come undone, my heart racing like crazy. He pulls out his fingers, and brings it to his mouth.

Sucking on his fingers he let's out a satisfy groan. I stare up at him through hooded eyelids. "Mmm. You taste so good, mi amor" He says pecking my lips with a smile on his face. I close my eyes trying to get my heartbeat steady. I feel his weight on me shift off of me.

When I get my breathing steady,
I open my eyes to see Stephen picking up his shirt from off of the floor. I sit up on the couch watching him. "Where are you going?" I ask. Turning around with his shirt in his hand, he meets my gaze.

"I have an event to get ready for. I told you a few days ago." I sigh nodding my head, I should have known. I'm slowly learning to accept the fact that Stephen's line of work is going to need him 24/7.

Some days he wouldn't even be home, because he has to travel somewhere. Like next month, he was traveling to Thailand, Singapore, and London for work.

This was another reason why I couldn't live with him. Just thinking about being in this house alone just made me depressed. I needed my own space where I could feel at home. I mean I still had Kyla, so there was no way I would feel lonely.

He walks out the living room towards his bedroom. I lay my head back on the couch staring up at the ceiling. I loved Stephen, he was everything I could have ever asked for. But our relationship was on rocky terms so early on. I didn't want to end up in an unhappy relationship.

Some days I felt as though our relationship was going downhill before it even began. Maybe I needed to talk to Kyla about it. But then again that was something I needed to talk to Stephen about.

Sighing again I get up from off of the couch, I pick up my clothes, putting my baggy shirt back on. When I'm done I walk towards his room.

Opening the door I find Stephen in his closet with only a towel wrapped around his waist. His brown hair is dripping wet, and his back glistening with water. Even his back looked sexy.

Sneaking into the room, I sit on the edge of the bed. Watching him he picks out his clothes, he grabs a black shirt that has a white line across the chest with white splattered on the top. A pair of black jeans with black shoes to match. He then goes into his draw grabbing a pair of boxers. Dropping the towel off of his waist, I stare at his sexy backside.

He grabs his boxers putting them on. It was almost like I was in a trance. I was just staring at him in awe. It was honestly sad. He still had no idea that I was even in here. He grabs his deodorant, applying it to his armpits. He continues getting dress, grabbing his jeans he puts them on. After he's done he puts his shirt and shoes on, then grabs a pair of shades.

Finally turning around he spots me sitting on the bed. My presence doesn't seem to faze him. "How long have you been siting there?" He asks me.

He walks towards the attached bathroom, guessing he was going to fix his hair. I get up from off of the bed, walking into the bathroom I see him gelling his hair.

"Since you dropped that towel.." A small smirk spreads across my lips. I walk behind him wrapping my arms around him. He continues fixing his hair not paying me any mind. I rest my head on his broad back taking in his intoxicating manly scent.

Suddenly I feel him shift, and he turns in my arms facing me. I look up meeting with his green eyes. His stare always mesmerizing pulling you into something.

"What are you a kid? Sneaking in and looking at something forbidden" The way he put it made me feel like a child getting scolded by their parent. I had to admit it was a little childish, but it was all in good fun.

Was he not my boyfriend? I mean, we did see each other naked before. Stephen has been acting different, since the day we met. It made me feel as if this relationship was not serious to him. Sighing yet again, I pull away from him and walk out of the bathroom.

Once, back in the living room I grab my phone texting Kyla. I needed a break from Stephen. Having him gone for the night wasn't enough. I needed time to think, and clear my mind.

You: Kyla? You busy? I wanted to know if I could stay with you for a couple of days. And no you don't have to kick Stephen's ass. 😅😑

I take a seat on the couch waiting for her to reply back. Being startled Stephen sits beside me snatching my phone from my hands. Turning my head I glare at him.

"What was that for?" He places my phone behind him, and closes the gap between us.

"Your angry with me aren't you?" I know he knew something was wrong. It was pretty obvious that I was mad at him. He was literally ignoring me. When we had our first fight, I thought I was just a secret. But now I'm feeling like I really am his dirty little secret.

What if that interview he did, announcing he had a girlfriend was because he was actually dating someone else. I could be getting played right now. Pushing him away from me, I get up from off of the couch. I walk out the living room into his bedroom.

"Babe?!" He calls after me, but I pay him no mind. I go into his closet grabbing my small duffle bag. I grab a couple of outfits, and some essentials. When I'm half way done, I grab a new pair of jeans. I swing my bag over my shoulder, and walk back to the living room. Thank goodness Stephen is not there, but my cell phone is no where to be found.

Feeling frustrated with Stephen, I drop my bag on the couch and go around the house searching for him.

"Stephen James Henry!!" I yell. I thought I was the one being childish. This was beyond overboard childish. Hearing noise in the kitchen I jet towards it.

Luckily I find Stephen, sitting in the kitchen with his laptop. Glancing up over his laptop, he spots me standing at the door frame.

"Feeling better?" He asks smugly. I was really not liking this side of him. Rolling my eyes I walk over towards him. I sit across from him at the table looking down.

"What's wrong, mi amor?" I really wanted to be mad at him, but he was making it hard for me. He was so cute sometimes, and this was one of his moments. His green eyes a soft shade of green, and that dazzling smile of his making me melt inside.

"...Nothing. Can I have my phone back?" I ask looking away from him. I couldn't take his stare.

"No. Why did you ask Kyla if you could stay with her for a couple of days?" Looking back up at him, I stare at him in disbelief. Did he really go through my phone?

"Really?! Don't tell me your one of those boyfriends, Elijah." Closing his laptop, he places his hands on top of it.

"Is it wrong to want to know what's bugging my girlfriend? You don't tell me anything. Your always talking to Kyla about our relationship. This is between us, and in order for us to solve our issues we need to talk to each other. We need to communicate." He explains sternly.

Well damn. I was just put in my place. But I understood what he was saying. It's just hard for me to talk to him. Is it wrong to feel a little intimidated by Stephen? Eh! Just looking at him makes you feel afraid, and his eyes are so intense.

Sometimes it's even hard for me to keep eye-contact with him. But I knew I needed to clear the air, and explain to him how I was really feeling.

"No..I just been feeling neglected by you. I'm not saying sex is important in a relationship, but it's like I'm just your dirty little secret. I don't want to fight, and I don't want our relationship going downhill because..I do. I-I Love you." I exclaim frowning.

Looking up I see him staring at me. I fiddle with my fingers feeling nervous. "I'm sorry, babe. I don't want you feeling that way, and just know your not a secret." He smiles.

Finally getting that off of my chest I felt a weight lifted off of my shoulder. I let out a sigh, that I didn't know I was holding in.

"But you are going on birth control. No ifs, buts, or maybes. Am I clear?" He adds sternly.

Honesty he was being unfair, and a little demanding. But I was willing to make a compromise. Stephen was a great boyfriend, I just guess our communication became a little misunderstanding.

"Fine..but if I find out your cheating, and I catch something I'm killing you." He just laughs shaking his head. He thought I was playing, but I was dead serious. I was really trusting him with my life.

"Your the only woman, babe. No worries." He winks, getting up from his seat.

"I gotta go. But here's your phone. And no you cannot stay with Kyla for a couple of days. I just got you a month ago. I'm serious about building a life with you." My body heats up, and I can't help but blush.

Feeling bashful I look down biting my bottom lip. He tilts my head up making me look into his green orbs. Staring into his eyes I get lost in them.

"I'm serious, _____. I love you." With that he pecks my lips, and walks out of the kitchen. My heart was pounding erratically in my chest. It was almost like I was in a daze. I don't think any guy has made me feel this in love.

We had our ups and downs, but he still manages to clear up the issue. It's not like he intended to hurt me, it's just that his job took up most of his time. But he did make an effort to include me in when he could.

Breaking me from my thoughts, I hear Stephen's Range Rover pulling out of the driveway. Now, home alone I grab my phone walking into the living room. I plopped myself onto the couch, and unlock my phone to look at the text Kyla sent to me.

Bestie💖: Sure. But why? You claim that I don't have to kick his ass. But I feel as though he's the reason why you want too.😑😒

You: lol. 😂 It was, but we worked it out. We had an argument nothing serious. But just forget about that text message. I'm planning something. 😏👅

Bestie💖: Oh god! What has Stephen done to you. He's rubbing off on you. But then again dirty minds think alike. Lol. 😂😆

You: Not even. He was just being an ass today. So, I want to get him back. Make him beg..😡😂

Bestie💖: Yep. He's definitely rubbing off on you. But..your little plan isn't gonna work. Stephen is not going to fall for that. He's too dominant for that. He's the type of guy who likes being in control during sex. If anything I think you'll be the one begging him at the end of the night.😐😂

You: Oh shut up! How would you know?😑😒

Bestie💖: Because...well. I shouldn't be telling you, since he told me in confidence. But..the first time you both did the deed. He said he liked how submissive you were. Lol 😂 His words not mine. I only know this because we were hanging out with his friend.

You:😑 I hate you.

Bestie💖:😅 I'm sorry. I guess he confines in me for advice on you. I am your best friend after all.

You: You were. 😤

Bestie💖: 😐...

I lock my phone leaving it on read. It was so odd having your best friend know about your sex life with your man. Stephen was really pushing it. Shaking my head I get up from off of the couch, grabbing my duffle bag. I walk towards his bedroom dumping the bag onto the closet floor.

I remove my clothes, grabbing a pair of new panties and one of his t-shirts. I walk out of the closet towards the bathroom. I put the clothes on the sink, and turn around to put the shower on. Turning on the water, I wait until it's the right temperature.

Once, the water is good I hop inside, grabbing my loofa and dove body soap. I scrub along my body, the soap turning into suds. I move over to the shower head rinsing my body off. When I'm done I turn the water off, and grab a towel. Getting out I dry myself off. I hang the towel back up, and grab my lotion along with my deodorant.

When I'm done applying my lotion and deodorant. I put on my panties, and his t-shirt. I walk out of the bathroom back into the bedroom. I get into bed covering myself with the blanket.

I grab my phone putting it on its charger. I look at my phone to see Kyla texted me again. I laugh shaking my head.

She was a great friend, but I didn't like her and Stephen's close friendship. It was really odd. And it made me uncomfortable having my boyfriend be friends with my best friend.

I wanted him to talk to me about those things not her. It was just frustrating. Finally, feeling drained from thinking too much I close my eyes falling asleep.