Page 44 of All I Want Is Love
Aspen smiles while I dash off to gather the plans I made. Heisindulging me right now, so even more reason to make sure I present him with some good ideas.
sixteen
*LEO*
Aspen spends the whole afternoon and most of the evening with me, until I force him to leave and get some sleep. I am okay now. That’s what I told him, and that’s what I am telling myself over and over again now that I am alone in my apartment.
Problems are always scarier at night, and my thoughts tend to run wild then. Somehow, the darkness makes it more difficult for me to think straight. It has always been like that, but even worse now.
Barkley has curled up on his favorite carpet and snores. I silently walk around him and towards my living room. Maybe I can read something or watch some TV. I don’t think I'll sleep well tonight. My phone lights up, startling me.
A call so late at night? Oh fuck, it’s already midnight! When did that happen?
The caller ID, however, makes me almost lunge towards it to pick up. “Soren?!”
“Hey, love,” he says, his gentle voice feels like a blanket around me, instantly wrapping me in comfort. “You are still up. I thought so, the light is on.”
“The light… You are here?!”
“Yes, I just came back.”
“Are youherehere!?” I ask hopefully, wondering if my stammering will make sense to him.
He chuckles. “I am in front of your door. Just wanted to see if you are awake or if you just forgot to switch off the light.”
I toss my phone aside and dash towards the door, ripping it open. And then, as if I am the main character in a cheesy movie, I jump into Soren’s arms. “You are here,” I exclaim.
He laughs. “That’s how I like to be greeted.”
“How… how?”
“Well, after your call, I just wanted to get home as fast as possible.”
“But Aspen told you I was okay, didn’t he? I am so sorry, Soren, I shouldn’t have called you.”
“I am happy,” he says to my surprise. “I was the first name you instinctively called. Do you even know how much this means to me?” He kisses the side of my head. “And Aspen did tell me you are okay, but I decided to do everything in my power to wrap things up faster and come home as soon as I can. I wish it could have been earlier, but this is all I could do.”
“Come inside.” I grab his arm and pull him into the cozy warmth of my apartment. His glasses are steamed up immediately. Once inside, I can finally kiss him the way I want to kiss him. His arms are around me, while I smash our lips together, my tongue eagerly pushing past his lips. Sorenresponds immediately, his hand on the back of my head to take over the lead. I love these small, dominant gestures of his. When my ass bumps against my living room table, he helps me up there, making it easier for me to wrap my legs around him and have him even closer than before. Our crotches rub against each other. “Fuck,” I groan.
Soren’s glasses are completely steamed up now, and he takes them off, grinning slightly. “You just made this really steamy, you know?”
“I?” I blink innocently. “Youwere just all over me.”
Soren’s hand moves under my shirt, tweaking my nipple until I squeal. “Was I?” he deadpans.
For an answer, I tug my shirt off and latch onto him.
“Fuck!” Soren groans. “I want to fuck you so badly.”
“What’s holding you back?” I ask. I haven’t even finished my sentence when my head starts feeling lighter, and the room is spinning slightly.
“This is holding me back,” Soren says, taking my head between his hands, gently rubbing his thumbs over my cheeks. “You are obviously exhausted.”
He is right. A wave of dizziness washes over me. It’s like suddenly all the stress is gone, making my muscles limp. Leaning my head against his chest, I take in his scent and his presence. It’s so relaxing. Soren cradles me in his arms. “How about we just go to bed?” he offers. “I can take the sofa.”
“No,” I mutter. “You are definitely not taking the sofa. My bed is big enough.”
I can feel his lips curl into a smile against my forehead.
