He stayed the night. I had to beg and plead, and finally I got him to stay the night. We shared the room without their knowledge. He really wasn’t supposed to be there, but what they didn’t know couldn’t hurt them.

“Where are you?” I asked, pacing the living room. He was supposed to come right back. He promised. He didn’t know that I need him. I couldn’t stand being alone… not tonight.

“I’m leaving now. You know I’m really not sure of this. Your parents don’t like me as is. If they catch me… God only knows what they are going to do to me.” He stood still, holding the phone to his ear. His bus was running late. “This is a sign…” he mumbled softly.

“Huh?..”

“Nothing, nothing at all. Oh look, the bus is here. I’ll be there in five minutes. Do you have a way of getting me in?”

“Of course I do!” I smiled happily, things seemed to be falling right into place.

“I’m outside your door.” He said a few minutes later. “You sure you want to do this?”

I opened the door hurriedly, disposing of the trash I had in hand and ushering him in the house. “Yes I’m sure.” The house was silent and almost motionless, except for the cat that darted across our path. I took his hand and slowly climbed the stairs, stopping every few seconds to make sure they were still in bed. We darted silently into my room.

“Were should I put my stuff?” He looked around my room for a moment, attempting to find a hiding spot in case the worst should happen.

“I dunno. Anywhere.” I went back downstairs, cleaning up things I had left behind. Our daughter was already fast asleep in her crib, so I didn’t really have to worry about her too much. I hurried back to my room and found him laying in my bed underneath the blankets.

“You are lucky I love you.” He whispered softly.

I merely smiled and changed into my sleepwear, which consisted of underwear and an oversize shirt. I turned off the light and put on a CD to drown out the sound of us talking, and whatever else might occur. I crawled into bed next him, my body curling up against his, and sighed contentedly. His arm draped lazily over me and pulled me close. It was close enough that I could feel him protruding through his pants. I turned over and looked at him. I knew he couldn’t see my eyes very well in the dark, but had he been able to, he would’ve seen the want they possessed for him. I leaned in and kissed him softly, and reluctantly he kissed me back. “I love you.”

He smiled, saying “I love you too,” and then rolled onto his back.

It was easy for me to kiss his neck this way, but I was sure he hadn’t thought about that. I kissed his neck and he swatted me away. I did it again, each time he attempted to swat me away. I decided I’d try biting him. He inhaled sharply and mumbled something about behaving, not that I really cared. I licked at his neck, moving towards his ear and nibbled at it. My hand found his nipple and I proceeded to pinch at it, pulling, tugging and twisting at it, causing him to moan softly.

“Behave..?” He said again, an air of uncertainty in his voice. I chuckled softly and continued to mess with him, fondling nipples and other sensitive areas. I stopped suddenly, hearing the baby awakening. I got out of bed and put her back to sleep. When I returned, I saw that he rolled over onto his stomach. Big mistake on his part.

“Babe why’d you roll over?”

“So you don’t mess with me.” He sounded so confident in his choice.

“Really?” I asked, as I began to trace his spine with my fingers