I want you to ruin me

Celine's POV

The sound of the heavy rain woke me up. I quickly grabbed the blanket and pulled it closer, cuddling it a little tightly. When thunder struck, I whimpered, feeling frightened by the sound.

My thoughts went to Dave, who was sleeping in the next room, but I stopped myself. For two years, I've survived without him. Besides, what if he wasn't there for me anymore?

As I had that thought, a sharp pain hit my chest. I tried to fall back asleep but I was too afraid to. Just then, I heard the door open and I flinched again.

My grip tightened on the blanket, as a scene flashed across my mind.

The night my parents were killed…

Fear grasped me quickly, I buried my face in the pillow and told myself I was hearing wrong. I heard footsteps and waited, then the thunder struck again and I let out a low cry.

Instantly, I heard my name. It was Dave.

He walked closer to the bed and sat down beside me. I refused to look up and kept my face hidden in the pillow. He gripped my shoulder gently, and I turned my head to the other side.

"Why are you here?" I ask, my voice coming out upset.

He slowly squeezed my shoulder. "You know you don't have to hide from me,"

I paused for a second. Then I lifted my head up, his eyes met mine. "I don't need you to babysit me, I'm fine," I let out, and turn away again.

Dave gripped my other shoulder, forcing me to face him. He slowly brushed my hair back while staring into my eyes.

"If you want, you could be my baby forever," he says.

I didn't want my heart to be shaken by his words, but it did shake.

I bit my lower lips and looked away again. Dave pulled me into an embrace suddenly, his hand resting on my back.

"Come on, I'll stay and watch you sleep."

I pulled away from him, wanting to ask him out but then I stopped myself. "Sleep with me," I say, blinking at him.

I knew he would refuse, but I couldn't resist. After all, he was vulnerable at that moment.

To my surprise, Dave slowly nodded. I didn't know when I shifted on the bed and he moved in beside me.

I shifted closer, hugging his waist and letting my body relax against his. He didn't push away but wrapped his hand around me, pulling the blanket over.

There was silence in the room for a short moment, neither of us spoke. But I was a little too greedy, I couldn't help but want to kiss him. To feel his hands somewhere else apart from where they were right now.

I inhale sharply as I move my hand up slowly to the tempting abs I had managed to sneak peeks at many times while watching him. I couldn't resist the urge to feel them, to have my lips on them.

My hand was gripped suddenly by Dave and I looked up, startled.

"Celine," his voice was low, rougher than usual.

He shifted his weight and flipped me onto my back, still holding my hand pinned lightly to the mattress between us. His eyes searched my face, and something in his expression looked like he was fighting to stay steady.

"You're too fearless for your own good, aren't you," he says quietly.

I pushed myself up, closer to him. "What? Are you going to throw me off the bed?"

He exhaled sharply, his hand tightening slightly around mine. "What you want, I can't give you," he breathes.

I felt riled by his response again. I tried to pull my hand back but he didn't let go. I gripped his collar with my other hand and glared into his eyes.

"You promised to always give me everything I want," I lash out. Again, I lean closer to him, my eyes softening a little.

"I want you."

His expression tightened as he fought with himself. I saw him falter for a second, his eyes dropped to my mouth, his face dipped closer to mine, and my breath seized.

I waited for it, but he suddenly stopped. His hand shifted to my shoulder and pressed down firmly, putting distance back between us. His eyes held my gaze.

"Anything else, but this," he says, catching his breath.

I almost let out a grunt, feeling too frustrated. Why wouldn't he just give in?

"Why?" I question, not getting it anymore. "Because I'm too young?"

Dave stared down at my lips again, his hand slowly and carefully trailing my cheek, and I felt him lean close again.

"Because I can't ruin you. You're too precious to me."

I locked eyes with him. "Ruin me," I blurt out sharply.

My hands tightened against his collar, and my body trembled a little as I said the next words.

"I want you to ruin me in every way possible. I want to feel your lips on every part of my body," I let out recklessly.

Dave's body went rigid, his jaw clenched so hard I could feel him breaking. His hand on my shoulder held a little too hard. And I could see he was trying not to lose control.

I didn't know what dangerous game I was playing but I didn't want to stop. So, I moved my arms, coiling them around his neck, and pulled him closer. My fingers reached for his left ear and caressed slowly while holding his gaze.

"I know you want me. Stop resisting."

I pushed my body up, grabbing his face and took his lower lip.

Dave's mouth took mine over immediately. He pinned me down hard to the bed and my hands clenched hard against him as I felt an adrenaline rush through my brain.

I pushed my tongue in, my stomach churning at the taste.

Before I could get a satisfactory taste, Dave pushed me back, breaking the kiss.