CHAPTER FIVE
I'd been begging for this for a long time, I had completely given up on it.
But at that moment, I felt unprepared and uncomfortable.
Everything was wrong, my best friend just left town, people were dying, it didn't seem like the time to be losing my virginity.
“What's wrong?” He asked, noticing my lack of enthusiasm which was glaring considering how much I'd wanted this.
“I'm just.. I don't…”
“It's fine if you don't want it now but I hope you're not seeing someone else. You're mine, you know that.”
“But you can't say things like that Rowan, you're a ghost, there's no future between us. This is happening because it just feels too good but in the long run, I'm not so sure. I just don't want you getting attached, I can't die for an orgasm.”
Then burst out laughing, shocking me.
I wore back my panties and walked to my bed, sulking.
He didn't stop cackling and he didn't say what was so funny so I just curled up on my bed waiting for him to be done.
He got there eventually and then came to me, turned me to himself and for the first time, he allowed me to feel his entire body.
I was in awe.
He was sculpted perfectly, every spot hard and manly.
“Touch it, does that seem like a ghost’s body to you?”
“I don't.. I'm not sure,” I replied, my voice tiny as I got to his chest, tracing my fingers across his nipples
He took in a sharp breath, actually feeling something from the caress of my fingers.
I moved to his face, memorising every crevice and surface.
“What are you?” I asked, wondering why my assumption had got him laughing so hard, he had a human form so it wasn't far-fetched that I'd assume he was a ghost with special powers, especially with his fingers and tongue.
“You're not ready for that information Sweetcheeks,” he replied with a chuckle that had me concerned.
But that didn't stop me from continuing my tour around his body, going from his face back down to his stomach and its defined pecks.
I dared to go lower, my hands almost trembling at the thought of what I'll find there but I was met with resistance.
“I kind of imagined you'd always be naked,” I laughed to myself.
“That you can't see me doesn't mean others,” he replied cryptically.
But I'd gone this far with this relationship by ignoring everything that seemed out of place, the entire thing was out of place and I didn't want to know more.
It would ruin what we had and I really enjoyed it, it was everything and nothing.
I always thought I'd fall in love with him but I surprisingly kept myself in check.
When I forgot an umbrella on a rainy day and I suddenly saw it appear next to me at work, I’d smiled then and caught myself, stopping the butterflies that took flight in my stomach.
He wasn't one to fall for, he didn't exist in real life and I had that mantra in my head all the time.
So responses like the one he just gave were normal for me to ignore, I just wanted him to make me cum and nothing more.
My hands trailed down anyway, getting into his loose pants, slowly as I was scared of what I would discover down there.
“Are you sure you wanna go there, Love?” He asked, his voice carrying a deeper emotion, one that told me he was barely holding on.
His breath was unsteady and his fingers around my torso squeezed tighter as I continued my exploration, my earlier reluctance gone to the wind.
I pushed into it, finding the object of my curiosity.
“Fu– damn,” I spluttered, nearly going against the one part of my upbringing I couldn't change about myself.
What this ghost or whatever he was, had in between his legs was perfectly designed, the type of stuff I see in porn videos.
The veins alone were so thick and I couldn't resist robbing my fingers across them.
He drew me closer through my head, and began sucking and nibbling on my neck, a particular spot I'm always chasing him away from; I couldn't defend myself against hickey accusations, okay?
But I was obsessed with his dick, my pussy was clenching with each caress I gave it.
“You like it?”
“It's so big,” I whispered as I got up, moving to take off his pants and the wild thing hit my nose and I couldn't help the laughter that bubbled out of me.
My earlier sad mood was postponed.
I dared to do something I'd been imagining every time he had my pussy in his mouth, eating away.
I took his tip in at first, my mouth stretching with every inch I invaded my lips with.
“Oh sunshine you're…. Fuckkk,” he cursed loudly and I remembered I'd not put on any music and the entire neighborhood were locked in.
There's no way people won't suspect something was fishy but I had Rowan's cock hitting the back of my throat and I took it in like a greedy girl and before you know it, I was enjoying every moan and groan he let out
When he spilled into my mouth, his groan snapped me out of my lust filled daze.
“What the hell am I going to tell people when they don't see any man leave my room?” I wondered out loud, terrified.
The town was on edge, there was no space for abnormalities and I was brimming with one.
“You worry too much Sweetcheeks,” he said, kissing my neck, “I'll always take care of whatever borders you, alright?” He assured me.
Strangely, I believed every word out of his mouth, without a single doubt.
“Thank you Rowan.”
“My pleasure, I'll see you tomorrow,” he said, leaving me disappointed but I didn't want to show it and soon, I was alone in my room again.
I spent the rest of the night preparing for work and speaking to Claire as she'd gotten to California and was settling down.
I was already regretting not following her but I needed to stay here, I had a few months left. I didn't want to get there and begin depending on people again.
Been there, never again.
Besides, I was safe and none of the madness happening outside was going to affect me.
I had a crazy idea as I finished folding the clothes my stranger had interrupted earlier
Since he solved all my problems, maybe he'd solve the town's own. He'd be there perfect person to find who this serial killer was.
“Celeste!” Claire ye
lled, shocking me and I turned to look at, “is that a hickey on your neck?!”
Damn you Rowan.