Lustful Hearts
Chapter 20: Hеаvеn- P2

"Have I just caught you perving at my bottom?" he asked, raising his eyebrows teasingly. A sexy grin spread across his face, and my cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

I slid down the sofa, burying my face deep in the cushion. In a desperate attempt to avoid those cheeky amused filled eyes. It was pointless though, his strong, firm hands soon pull me around to face him. He climbed on top, straddling me and pinning my arms above my head, lightly brushing his nose against mine. God, it felt sexy, I was almost panting.

"You like to look at me?" he whispered looking uncertain. I bit my lip trying to conceal my amusement.

Did he really need to ask?

"Yeah, my boyfriend is jaw-dropping sexy."

His hot breath tickled my face quickly letting out a sigh. "I love hearing you call me your boyfriend." He blushed slightly and pushed himself off me, pulling me around to lie beside him.

"I've never had that before, never wanted it... until you. I still can't believe this is real. I keep thinking I'm going to wake up any moment now, and I'll be alone again." He closed his eyes like the thought alone was far too painful.

My fingers softly brushed his hair away from his face. I gently kissed his forehead, but his eyes remained closed. I knew his insecurities were spiralling out of control, and he needed reassurance this was real. "Joel, you have me forever. I'm yours, no one else's. I've loved you for six years, and I'll continue to do so for the rest of my life. You'll never be alone again. You've always had my heart, and I'll keep telling you this until you finally believe me." I placed another kiss on his cheek and lay down giving him time to fully absorb my words. I needed him to know exactly how deep my love ran.

He slowly opened his eyes, looking bewildered. "Really?" he asked uncertain, his eyes searching mine for confirmation.

I brushed my lips slowly against his for him to feel the connection. His breath hitched and his lips parted slightly, drawing me deeper into the kiss. The sensation of our tongues entwining was hypnotic. I closed my eyes and his fingers gently traced my cheek, both losing ourselves in the kiss.

Pulling my lips away, I rested my forehead against his, unwilling to break the connection just yet. "It will only ever be you, Joel," I whispered, hoping my words offered him the comfort he so badly needed.

He let out a huge sigh. "Iz, you'll never know how much that means to me. I will spend the rest of my life trying to be the man you truly deserve." His eyes were sincere, but I hated how he tortured himself. Why did he have to prove he was worthy to be with me?

"Joel." I cupped his face. "Stop tormenting yourself thinking such things. You're everything I've ever wanted. Let's just look forward to the future together, our future."

He smiled softly, but his eyes held a look of conflict. "What about your mum and Mike? They aren't exactly going to be ecstatic about us being together. They know my past, all the women I've been with. I've hardly lived a life that screams I'm good boyfriend material."

A surge of anger swept through me. I grabbed his hair, locking my eyes with his. "Joel, I don't care what they think. All I want is you, and if they don't like it then let them try to stop us from being together."

I kissed him once again, but this time it was different. It was more forceful, like a sense of urgency took over, and I needed to convey just how much I needed him.

He pulled away panting, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. "God, I love your feisty side, Iz." He chuckled, and his eyes began to soften. I was happy my persuasive ways had managed to placate him. "Nothing will ever keep us apart, Joel. You are mine forever."

He smiled shyly, and I knew I'd finally got through to him.

"Well now, that's enough talking for today. I thought we could maybe do other things for a while. It's not like we get these golden opportunities often, unless you want to keep talking?" I raised my eyebrows questioningly, enjoying teasing him.

I already knew the answer.

A huge grin broke out on his face, and his eyes twinkled with excitement. "No, I'm all done with the talking. I have a gorgeous girlfriend to please. Now where do you want me to tend to first?" He grinned as I tilted my neck to emphasis the spot. "Ahh, my girl wants me to kiss her neck. Well, what my girl wants, she gets."

My girl.

Oh, freaking my.

My heart melted at his words. I'd waited so long to be 'his girl' it was still unreal to me, something I never thought possible.

His soft lips brushed up against my hot spot and a soft moan escaped my lips. "You like that, baby?" he whispered.

Oh god, yes.

I smiled, groaning my approval.

His hand skimmed over my T-shirt, working its way down to stroke the exposed skin on my lower back. He knew the desired effect it had on me. I groaned deeper with his touch and felt his grin against my neck, clearly delighted at my response.

His lips carried on their sweet torture finally making their way back to mine. They were hungry for him, needing him so badly. I bit down on his lower lip, and he gasped in delight, surprised by my actions.

I smiled using it as the perfect opportunity to slip my tongue inside. He moaned softly with pleasure, inviting me deeper into his mouth. With every caress of his tongue, I was beginning to come undone. My fingers grasped his hair holding him in place, desperate for his mouth never to leave mine. I wanted him so bad. He was my every waking desire, my fantasy, and my body burned only for him.

He moved away, much to my displeasure. My eyes anxiously scanned his face for some indication to why. He was breathing heavy, struggling to pull air back into his body. His pupils were dilated, and his eyes burned darker. I saw the unmistakable look of lust evident when his eyes locked with mine.

He was definitely turned on.

Plus, it was pretty hard to ignore the large erection digging into my hip.

We lay panting as I stroked his hair, staring deep into his eyes. He was struggling to keep some level of control, pulling away while he still could. I knew he wanted more, but I was not ready to go that far. Well, not yet.

He smiled drawing me in tight against him, snuggling up together. I nuzzled my face deep into his neck, placing tender kisses against his skin. He had never experienced anything like this before.

The concept of snuggling was foreign to him, which made it even more special. His arms encircled me tighter, our hearts beating together. We slowly drifted off into a contented, blissful sleep.

***

"Shit, Iz, Mike and your mum will be home soon."

My eyes sprang open, and I jolted at the sudden noise. For a few moments I was lost, wondering where I actually was. Then groaned at the thought of leaving his warm body.

"Just five more minutes," I said, kissing his neck, nuzzling into him more.

"Baby, they'll be here by then." He laughed, lifting us both up into a seating position. He picked me up, carrying me upstairs to my room.

When he attempted to put me down on the bed, I clung on tight. I didn't want to let go just yet. He chuckled lying down on top of me, softly kissing my lips. His nose gently stroked against mine as he patiently waited for me to open my eyes.

"Izzy, you have to let me go." His voice was laced with amusement.

I knew he was secretly enjoying it.

"Never," I yelled, beginning to laugh. He kissed me again, but this time he pushed himself up breaking out of my hold, and I pouted my disapproval.

"Iz, we can't let them catch us like this. When we finally tell them it's got to be right, and I really need to calm down before Mike gets home. If he sees me with a hard-on he'll think I've been watching porn." Ugh, porn.

I instantly frowned, hating the fact he watched naked women having sex and doing god knows what else.