Secretly Mine

Christian carried me inside the glass shower and turned the water on. The cold water helped cool me down even further, but I still clung to Christian like my life depended on it.

I knew that he must have been very cold standing under the freezing water with me, but god did it feel heavenly.

We stood under the cold water for a few minutes. The heat finally subsided enough for me to regain some of my rationality.

I looked up, meeting Christian's eyes. I suddenly felt shy, realizing that I was standing fully naked in front of him.

Tears began to form in my eyes as I looked up at the man whom I've missed so much.

"Christian. I've been so stupid. I'm so sorry," I said. There was so much I was blind to, so much I should have trusted back when he was trying to explain things to me.

I looked into his eyes. There was a gentle smile on his lips as he looked back down at me. There was no anger or disappointment like I had expected to see.

"No, Leslie. I've been the stupid one. I should have just told you how I felt from the very beginning." He leaned over and squeezed me tighter in his embrace. "Leslie, I love you."

Time stopped. I felt like I was in a dream. I couldn't believe that I was hearing the words I've wanted to hear for so long.

My tears turned into sobs, but this time I was happier than I've ever been before.

"Christian... I--"

But before I could finish my sentence, Christian leaned over and pressed his lips against mine. In that moment, the heat that had been suppressed vanished, but something even stronger welled up inside of me.

Finally being able to taste his lips after so long only left me craving more. I kissed him back with my entire being.

We kissed until we couldn't hold our breath any longer. When we finally pulled away, both of us looked at each other, waiting to see what would happen next.

The shower water finally started to make me feel cold, so I reached over and turned the handle, turning it off. Christian watched my movements like a hawk and stepped out of the shower first to hand me a clean towel.

"Thanks," I said, accepting it.

We both took a minute to dry ourselves off before making our way back to the bedroom. When Christian came out of the bathroom, he had nothing but a towel around his waist, looking hotter than the day I met him.

I managed to flash him a small smile before I felt like something was suffocating me, but not in the traditional sense. This feeling was internal and followed by a feral, all-consuming desire.

"C-Christian," I croaked. "I'm starting to feel...strange."

I found that I couldn't tear my eyes away from him. There was a special kind of want that only grew more the more I looked at him.

"It must be starting. After the burning dissipates, that's when the aphrodisiac takes effect," he said with a complicated gaze. "Leslie... l want to help, but I don't want to take advantage of you. Tell me, and I'll leave the room right now."

"No!" I shouted, a little too quickly.

I knew that the drug was starting to take effect, but this desire was real. I wanted Christian even without the added aid of the drug.

My misty eyes looked at him with pleading as I took a step closer to him.

"I've spent countless nights awake...thinking of you. I love you," I said quietly.

In the blink of an eye, Christian appeared in front of me. His arms wrapped around my waist as he pulled me in closer to him. He had only managed to touch me, and my body was already begging for more.

"You too? I thought of you every night, Leslie. Every single night, you were on my mind, making me rethink all of my life's choices. I've missed you so much."

His words echoed in my head a thousand times over. I stretched my arms out, wrapping them around his neck.

"Christian, I can't hold on any longer," I purred in a deeply seductive voice I didn't even know I had.

His lips curved up into a big smile while his eyes darkened. Without saying another word, he lifted me off the ground and carried me over to his large bed.

The moment my back crashed against the plush mattress, Christian leaned over and kissed me. This time, the kiss was filled with unquenchable desire. The back of my head dug into the mattress from the force of his kiss.

Moans escaped my mouth between gasps of air. Every single one of Christian's movements echoed throughout my body.

I squirmed as his hands grabbed hold of my breasts. The shock his touch sent through me made me feel like I could cum just from it alone.

More. I wanted more.

It felt as if I didn't get more right now, I would lose my mind.

Just as I was about to complain, I felt Christian spread my legs apart while he pushed his lips against mine.

"Mm!--" I moaned, unable to hold back.

Christian's fingers had already found their way down between my legs.

"Just look how wet you are," he whispered. His fingers were moving between my clit and my entrance, spreading my wetness all around.

It felt amazing. I tried to mimic these exact movements with my own fingers countless times, but I was never able to produce such mind-shattering sensations.

Christian watched me squirm while he continued to rub my clit. Just when I thought I would surely cum, he would pause, then start back up.

"Christian!" I moaned, this time with a slight frustration. He was toying with me. I hated it and loved it at the same time.

"Hmm? Oh, is this what you want?" he asked teasingly.

The next moment, his finger slipped inside of me without warning.

"Fuck Leslie, you're so wet that you sucked my finger in just like that," he said, fighting back a moan of his own.

My mind went blank. I could speak, I couldn't think; all I wanted was to feel more of that.