Down the Rabbit Hole (Stuck On You)

Chapter 22: Who Lost the Bet?

Back at the apartment, things were the most heated that they'd ever been between us. I couldn't keep my lips off of him. I was only in a spaghetti strap bra and spandex shorts. He was only in his boxers. He chuckled as his hands moved down my sides. We were laying on his bed. He pulled up and smiled at me. "What's gotten into you?" he asked playfully. I shrugged and smiled.

"I love dancing," I said slightly out of breath. He chuckled and kissed me deeply. His lips went to my neck and then to my chest. My hands held on to his bare shoulders. A satisfied smile spread across my face and I giggled. "Okay, time out," I breathed. He laid down beside me and I sat up.

"I think I want to beg now," he said, out of breath. I laughed and straddled his lap. I leaned down and kissed him gently.

"Are you sure?" I asked. He nodded and flipped us over. He kissed me deeply and his thumb rested on the edge of my shorts. I was suddenly really nervous. Hayden felt it. He pulled away and his eyes searched my face.

nervously. I wasn't sure. "Are you sure?" he asked softly. I looked away from him before I met

want to, I really want to. I just..." I trailed

melt. My hand went to his cheek as I kissed him again. He groaned and pulled away from me again. His eyes were lustful. I knew that he was restraining

he stood up and stretched. I crawled over to him and kissed his chest. My hands held his hips and I kissed his neck. I didn't know why I couldn't keep my hands off of him today. He picked me up and held me close to him. His hands held my back as I wrapped my legs around his waist. His eyes pierced mine as his breath caught. I was happy that I could make him react that way. I smiled gently at him and laced my fingers together behind his neck. I kissed him deeply. I couldn't help it. My back was pressed up against the wall by his headboard. One of my hands went to the side of his face. His hands traveled up my sides and I groaned. I wanted him. I wanted to take him right then and there, but I was scared. My back hit the plush covers of his bed. His fingers fumbled with my shorts. He got them

breathed. Hayden kissed my neck. I moaned before I pushed his shoulders back gently. "Hayden," I said. He searched my face a moment before he

I smiled lightly at him. "It's okay," I practically whispered. Where were those words coming from? I meant them, but I didn't even mean to say that. I knew that I was nervous, but this was Hayden. It was right. He looked at me confused.

he practically begged, pulling