Chapter 199

Tessa’s POV

I stared at the now fully bloomed and ALIVE flower with my mouth agape.

How was it possible?

It was just wilted seconds ago and now it looked fully bloomed with each petal bright pink and gorgeous. It looked more alive than any flower that I had ever seen in my entire life.

My heart was pounding against my ribcage and my entire body began to tremble as I stood to my feet. I looked around to see if anyone was watching, but the streets were empty. I was alone. Nobody was going to believe me when I told them this.

I dug my teeth into my bottom lip, chewing on it until I tasted the metallic of my blood.

What did this mean?

I swallowed the lump in my throat and turned my back on the flower. I had to get out of here; I had to get back to my apartment.

On that note, I began to run. I ran fast and with all my strength like an invisible monster was chasing me.

By the time I was in the closed compacity of my apartment, I let out a deep breath and leaned against the closed front door.

This didn’t make any sense. There was no way I brought that flower back to life.

Did I?

I shook my head at my own question, and I was also trying to shake the thoughts out of my mind as I went to take a shower.

It helped.

Feeling the hot water soaking my cold skin and rinsing across my features, it was exactly what I needed. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, allowing the steam to enter my body and soothe away the fears and anxieties I had felt.

Once I was clean, I grabbed the towel I had hanging up next to the shower and wrapped it around my body. I stepped out of the shower and grabbed a much smaller towel to wrap in my wet hair.

I sighed and left my bathroom, walking into my bedroom.

Once I was in my room, my entire body froze, and I gasped.

“Joseph?” I asked, staring at Joseph who was sitting on my bed patiently. “What are you doing here?”

“You don’t lock your door?” Joseph asked, raising his brows. “Anybody could break in here.”

My cheeks flushed.

“I usually do…” I said in my own defense. “I must have forgotten.”

His eyes narrowed and he looked like he wanted to say something else, but then his eyes shifted and scanned the length of my body. At that moment I remembered I was still in a towel and my cheeks were hot. I could only imagine how I must have looked at him at this moment.

“You shouldn’t be putting yourself in danger like that…” he said, his tone was lowering, and his words came out almost husky.

I swallowed.

“I’m sorry…” I breathed. “It won’t happen again.”

His eyes darkened as he stood to his feet. In one quick stride, he closed the gap between us. My breathing hitched as his fingers slid up the slides of my body, tugging at the towel. My towel responded immediately and fell to the ground, leaving me completely naked with small droplets of watcher occupying my breasts and shoulders.

He continued to trace my body with his fingers, leaving goosebumps in his path. He reached his hands up to my face and tugged the towel on my head until that too fell to the ground. My damp hair fell lazily around my shoulders.

His thumb traced my bottom lip, and I trembled in response.

“Joseph…” I whispered, staring up into his eyes.

He caught my words with his lips as his mouth crashed into mine. His kiss was hungry and filled with a power that made my knees weak. I wrapped my arms around him to deepen the kiss; I needed to be close to him. I needed to feel every inch of his body. I could feel his erection pressing into me from within his pants and it made me want him that much more.

I rubbed my body against his clothed body, desperate to get him undressed.

As if he read my mind, he reached his hands up and began to unbutton his shirt. My fingers trembled as I attempted to help him with his shirt, but I was too eager that my fingers were trembling too much.

He never broke the kiss when he took his shirt off and threw it to the ground with my towels. He didn’t break the kiss when he unbuttoned his pants and kicked them off.

I did, however, break the kiss when my fingers traveled down the length of his body, feeling every ab and every curve he had. He threw his head back and sighed as my lips trailed down his torso, kissing every inch of him.

By the time I got to his lower half, I grabbed his boxers and slid them down his legs. His manhood flung to life in front of my face; it was dripping with his desires and ready for me. I smiled knowing that it was me that had this effect on him.

I started to lick the tip gently with my tongue, he gasped at the sensation and when I looked up at him, I saw that he was staring down at me gingerly. I wrapped my lips around him, using my tongue to lick his juices as he slowly began to thrust with his hips. His length deepened in my mouth, hitting the back of my throat. He grabbed the back of my head, draping his fingers through my hair as he quickened his pace, moaning as he did so. I closed my eyes, taking in his massive erection as it hit the back of my throat.

When I felt his body shuddering and the proof of his desires oozing down my throat, I pulled him out of my mouth and stared up at him. His eyes were filled with lust and desires. I traced my fingers up his body as I stood to my feet and without hesitation, he was wrapping me in his arms, lifting me off the ground and throwing me on the bed with him on top of me.

His lips crashed into mine; he conquered them as he owned them. His kiss was hungry and possessive, and I loved every second of it. It was like he was marking what was his and I wanted more than anything to be his.

He bit my bottom lip, drawing it into his mouth and sucking on it like it was candy.

My body shuddered at the sensation of his body so close to mine that we were practically one person. And yet, it still didn’t seem close enough.

I wrapped my legs around his waist and his manhood buried itself into my core. My walls molded around him like I was made for him. We fit together like a puzzle and the way he fit inside me so perfectly caused my body to tremble with desires and love.

I moaned against his kiss as he continued to thrust his hips, deepening himself inside of me and hitting my sweet spot every time. I placed my hands on his hips and pushed him gently, making him roll onto his back so that I could be on top of him.

I straddled him, keeping him inside of me as I trusted my hips. He stared up at me with his eyes fixed on my breasts which bounced with every thrust. He soon lifted his body until his arms were wrapped around my body and my legs were wrapped around his waist.

He teased and nibbled on my nipples, hardening them, and sending warmth through my body as I continued to thrust.

I felt my pleasures rising and an orgasm around the corner, causing me to quicken my speed. His fingers trailed down my torso as he continued to suck and tease my nipples. I felt his fingers at my core, and I trembled as his fingers found my sensitive nub.

That was enough to push me over the edge. As soon as he started to rub my clit, the pleasures of him inside of me, along with his mouth on my breasts and his fingers on my clit, I exploded around him, allowing myself to come undone and crumble into him.

With a few more thrusts, he was pulling himself out of me and finished blasting his seed on my belly.

We both fell onto my bed, breathless and sweating.

God, he made me feel so good.

We stayed like that for a long while; he had his arms wrapped around my and I buried my face in his chest, loving the way he felt tangled with my body.

This was the perfect distraction, but now that it was over, the thoughts of earlier slammed into my brain.

“Something happened earlier…” I whispered.

He kissed the top of my head gently and his fingers traced my spine.

“What is it?” He asked, sleepily.

“I was walking home, and I saw a flower that wilted,” I told him slowly. “I stopped to look at the flower, feeling sorry for it.”

“You felt sorry for a wilted flower?” He asked and I could hear the smile in his voice.

I lifted my head so I could look at him as I nodded.

“I did,” I told him. “I touched it and there was this weird gust of wind that blew my hair in front of my face. By the time I got the hair out of my face, the flower to freshly bloomed again. It came back to life.”

His brows rose as he studied my face.

“Are you sure you were looking at the same flower?”

I nodded, feeling a bit insulted that he immediately thought I was making an obvious mistake.

“It was the only flower in the area,” I told him.

His brows creased together as thoughts surfaced in his mind.

“What are you thinking?” I finally asked after a long silence.

“I’m thinking that we should take a trip this weekend,” he said, meeting my eyes.

I raised my brows.

“A trip?” I asked, not prepared for that suggestion. “A trip where?”

He held my eyes as he said, “To the mountains.”