Falling For You by Ana Fuentes (whitelam books txt) 📖

Like Axe, and freshly cut grass.
My stomach does summer flips, clearly pleased with the smell.
And then I realize where I am.
I spot a bed in front of me, and a body laying on it.
Dylan.
I’m in Dylan’s room.
Dylan’s room.
My heart jumps at that thought.
I’ve never been in Dylan’s room.
I’ve never been to his house.
Just like he’s never been inside of mine.
The figure stirs, and I hold my breath.
It slowly sits up, and suddenly it’s staring straight at me.
“Dylan” I whisper.
I hear the intake of a breath, and then a click.
A faint light fill the room.
I can see Dylan clearly.
He stares at me for a second, his mouth open as if surprised.
He rubs his eyes, with both hands, and looks at me once again.
“Zoin” he whispers, faintly.
My pulse accelerates, at the way he said my name.
It sounded so intimate.
So wonderful.
I take a step closer, to him.
I see him tense.
I walk all the way to the edge of his bed, and I sit.
I look at him, and he looks back.
Silence revolves around us.
“Zoin” he whispers again, causing a series of shivers to run down my spine.
I lick my lips, “Dylan” I whisper again.
He licks his lips also, and crawls over to me.
I take in what he’s wearing.
A black shirt, and boxers.
Boxers!!
OMG, he’s almost naked.
I lick my lips again.
He grabs my hips and pulls me to him.
He pushes me against the bed, and I land with a flop.
He positions himself on top of.
He looks down at me, and closes his eyes for a second.
“Zoin” he groans.
I feel my heart race pick up, and I only want one thing.
A kiss.
From Dylan.
A Dylan Kiss.
He opens his eyes, and grabs ahold of my face with both of his hands.
He leans in, and presses his soft lips against mine.
A thousand sparks explode inside of me.
Dylan.
I want Dylan.
He moves his lips softly, and I do the same.
We move slowly for a full second, until we can take it no more.
He pulls away, and gasps for air.
I take deep breaths also.
I want more.
I grab Dylan’s face with my hands, and bring his head down toward me.
I crash my lips against his, and my hands move to the back of his head.
I press his head to me.
I continue moving my lips in synchronization with his.
“Dylan” I moan.
He pulls away from me, and gazes down at me.
“I love you Zoin” he whispers out of breath.
I feel my breathing catch, and I stare at Dylan.
He loves me.
I switch positions with him, and gaze down at him.
“I love You Dylan” I whisper.
I then trail kisses from his lips to his neck.
I hear him groan and moan in response.
I bite his collar bone softly.
He takes a tight grip of my hips and groans.
He then starts grinding against me.
I let out a moan.
“Oh, Dylan, Oh Dylan” I moan, grinding against him too
“Ohh, Zoin” he groans

My hands fumble with the hem of his shirt, and I try to pull it over his head.
I fail.
But then he helps me, and together we take his shirt off.
I gaze at his flat stomach.
I put my hand attentively to his warm stomach.
I let my hand crawl to his chest.

I lightly touch his left nipple.
He moans.
He reaches to the bottom of my tank top, and pulls it over my head.
Leaving me in my blue, and black dots bra.
His fingers grace over my flat stomach, and I notice his eyes, get all cloudy.
“Zoin” he groans.
I feel a stirring in between my legs, and I shift uncomfortably.
He crashes his mouth on mine.
He snakes his tongue into my willing mouth, and starts exploring.
His sweet minty taste infecting me.
His hands snake to my bra straps, and he starts playing with them.
He drags one down my shoulder, and I press myself harder to him.
I run my hands up, and down his smooth back, enjoying the feel of him.
His lips start moving, as he trails kisses down the left side of my mouth, and down my neck.
He then bites my uncovered left shoulder, and I feel my body tremble in response.
“Mmmmm” I moan.
He pulls up into a sitting position, and runs his hands up and down my sides.
His lips find their way back to my lips, and he kisses my softly.
I snake my hands up to his neck, and I pull him to me.
His hands wrap themselves around my waist, and he holds me tightly.
I pull away, and rest my head, on his shoulder.
I gasp for breath.
He flops down on his bed, and takes me down with him.
I roll from on top of him, and lay next to him.
I feel my eyelids start to droop.
And the last thing I remember is having Dylan by my side. *****
I move around in my bed, feeling the soft sheets graze my back and stomach.
Wait What.
I sit up and my eyes fly wide open.
Did I just say grazing my stomach?
I look down at my chest and yelp.
I’m wearing a bra.
JUST a bra.
Where’s my shirt then?
I feel a memory stir in my mind.
Last Night. Dylan. His Room. His Bed. No Shirt. A Kiss.
I hear myself take an intake of breath.
“Oh, no” I mutter to myself, panic taking a hold of me.
I scramble out of bed, and throw my covers on the ground.
No sight of my shirt.
I take a hold of my head, and close my eyes tightly.
“Oh, no Oh, no” I mutter.
A Bite.
It hits me just like that. Dylan bit me last night. Or in my dream, whatever it was.
Then that means that if it wasn’t a dream….
I will have a bite mark.
My heart beat accelerates in my chest. A painful terrified beating.
I run over to my mirror, and arch my neck high up.
Please let it not be, I pray silently, Please.
To no surprise I find a purple-blue bruise in my collarbone.
“Son Of A Bitch!” I mutter, as I take my right hand and hide the bruise on my left shoulder.
“Honey, are you awake?” I hear my mom ask, as she knocks on my door.
I feel my eyes bulge out of my sockets, as the thought hits me.
My mom is going to think I got a hicky. Oh God.
“Zoin, open the door sweetie” my mom says.
A thousands thoughts whirl through my mind. Oh, God what’s going to happen? Will my mom ground me? Kill me?
I bite my lip and run over to my closet, I look and find the pink turtle neck shirt I hate and I slip it on fast. I randomly pick up a pair of dirty shorts and slip them on.
“Uh yeah mom!” I say “I’m here just changing”. I take a deep breath and go over to the door. As I move my hand to the handle I see it tremble and shake.
You can do this Zoin, I tell myself.
I grab a hold of the nob and turn it, revealing my room and myself to my mom. She takes in what I’m wearing and a smile breaks into her face.
“Oh Zoin!” she exclaims, “You’re finally wearing that sweater I bought you”
I bite my lip and look down, “Uhhh, yeah” I say “thought it was about time I wore it to school”
I look up as I feel my mom put a hand on my shoulder. I notice that she’s still smiling, “Well I think you look lovely” she says.
I smile at my mom, “Thanks mom” I say.
She nods her head, “You Welcome baby”.
“So what did you want to tell me mom?” I ask.
Her hand falls of my shoulder and she looks lost for a moment.
Wow. Are you serious? Now she doesn’t even know why she came? Great mind mom!
I resist the urge to roll my eyes at her. Instead I tap my foot on the floor.
“Oh yeah!” she exclaims suddenly, startling me “I wanted to tell you to pick up your brothers medicine form the store” she says smiling at me one last time. Then just like that she turns away and leaves me standing there speechless and looking like an idiot.
Medication? What is she talking about? Mark needs medicine?
What The Fuck Is Going On??
I shake my head and blink a couple of times.
“Okaaayyy” I mutter, as I turn around and get back inside my room. I close the door, and slip my shorts off.
I walk over to my closet and grab a pair of blue skinny jeans. I slide into them, and button them. Next I take the stupid pink turtle neck off, and hang it