Chapter 40

Amanda Pov.
The sun's rays filter through the curtains and stop on my face making me frown. I open my eyes lazily and blink a few times until I get used to the light in the room. I feel Ron's hand on my waist and smile.
*I get ready to pull out the pajamas I hastily grabbed from home when I packed, but Ron startles me by grabbing my hand and turning me to face him. I see he has the shirt he wore in his other hand, he's bare chested now.
** *- I want you to sleep in my clothes. He said holding the shirt out to me.
It's not that I don't want to sleep in his shirts, but it's not fair. I mean, I wouldn't want to ruin them.
-Ron, I wouldn't…
-Please...You looked like a goddess when you wore my shirt as a dress. I want to see you wearing my clothes more often.
I blush at the compliment and decide to please him. After getting dressed in the bathroom with his shirt on, I realize how sensual I am. I gave up the bra because I find it uncomfortable to sleep in it. I only have my underwear on and his shirt which reaches below my butt with a slap.
Oh God…This is the first time I've slept like this next to a man and my stomach churns at the thought of what could happen with so few clothes. I put my hair up in a sloppy bun and shyly walk out of the bathroom. God knows how they can be so emotional since I know Ron better than anyone. I see Ron lying in bed, bare-chested, with the blanket over him, and swallow hard. He looks down my body and stops at my bare feet. His eyes darken and a muscle twitches in his jaw, then he motions for me to sit next to him. I get under the covers carefully so as not to reveal more than is already visible and have a mini heart attack when I see Ron wearing nothing but boxers. It's not the fact that he's only wearing boxers that has anything to do with my heart fluttering - although that's also a reason since I'm seeing him for the first time - it's the monstrosity that hides behind the boxers. And it is as big and 'awake' as possible. A guttural moan escapes Ron's mouth and I heat up.
-Amanda, stop looking at me like that if you're not going to do something about it. He said in a low voice and labored breathing.
-I'm sorry...Is it painful? I almost whisper and he looks at me confused.
*- What exactly?
-The fact that...you know...you have an erection.
Oh God...What am I talking about? Can the floor open and swallow me forever?
-Sometimes. When I do nothing about it.
Images of Ron pleasuring himself flash through my mind and I feel my wet panties. Our eyes meet and it takes my breath away when I see how he looks at me. He looks at me like he knows everything that's in my head. He looks at me like he knows what's going on with my body. I approach him and we start kissing. First slowly, then as if we were hungry.
-Tell me what to do. I say blushing and he swallows.
*- I couldn't ask you to…
*- I want, you don't ask me. I say a little braver.
I don't know what happened to me. I was never drawn to doing things like that with Josh. I knew he wasn't the one, so I tried to put it off for a few moments, and then we broke up. But Ron…Ron makes me want things I didn't want. Ron makes me want to do things I've never done before. Ron heats me up with just one look.
-So...what should I do? I continue to speak, and Ron's eyes light up.
-What do you want, baby. He said, his voice thicker than usual.
Ok… I take my lip between my teeth and place my hands on his chest. Ron doesn't seem to like how I'm sitting, so he helps me sit on top of him. I prop myself up on my knees, but Ron puts his hands on my waist pulling me closer to him, and our private parts are touching. All that separates us from truly touching ourselves is the material of the underwear we wear. He sits up and brings my legs behind him, encircling his waist. This position only makes our intimate areas touch better and he gently pushes against me. I get hotter and let out a short moan. His lips pull me into a kiss that makes my whole body tremble, then his kisses move to my jaw, then my neck, making me lose myself. I drop my head back giving him more access and a palm of his touches my breast through the fabric of my shirt.
-You're not wearing a bra. He says as an affirmation and I open my eyes to look at him.
I don't know if the fact that I'm not wearing a bra is a problem because I can't tell anything from his eyes, just the fact that he's looking at me hungrily. His hands pull away from me and for a moment I feel like he wants us to stop, but then all my senses go crazy as I feel his fingers under my shirt touching my skin and going higher and higher towards my breasts.
*- Is it ok? He asks cautiously, and I nod.
He catches a nipple between my fingers, twisting it, and I moan again. He kisses me again, and I don't even know when I started moving over him. His heavy and fast breathing on my neck, his fingers playing with my nipples and the rubbing of our private parts send me into ecstasy.
-Ron… I say with a deep moan before my vision blurs from the pleasure.*
I blush when I remember what I did last night, but I feel good. I think it's something I would repeat. Ron immediately wakes up as well, pulls me onto his chest and kisses the top of my head
-We should prepare to call the police. I say making circles on his chest.
- That's right, baby. The faster we go the faster we finish.