I'm Yours by Sue

I'm Yours by Sue

“Do you even know how to be romantic?” I asked him, getting frustrated at the lack of personal contact between us. “Everything seems to be so routine and boring between us now.” I paused, not wanting to hear the answer to my next question, not really, “Do you still want me? Do you still find me attractive?” I sighed, “Do you still…”

He cut me off. “Don’t you dare try to guilt trip me. If I didn’t find you attractive or want you. You wouldn’t be here anymore. We both know that. How am I meant to be romantic on tour? We get five minutes here, five minutes there, or we are sleeping because we are exhausted!”

“I don’t need the fucking reminder! I know you are exhausted, it’s me that has to put up with it night after night. I know it’s difficult Kevin, but I need more than just sex. I need…” I paused, “but you still can’t say it, can you?” I waited for an answer, and shook my head when I didn’t get one. “No, it’s what I thought. Good night Kevin.”

“Where are you going?”

“Out. I may be back late, so I might stay in someone else’s room, so I don’t disturb the poor ‘exhausted’ misunderstood person.”

I spent the evening with AJ and Nick, two partygoers which was just what I needed. I needed to feel alive and not stuck in a rut, like I was starting to feel with Kevin.

Kevin. God that man makes my blood boil, in two different ways, sometimes at the same time. He’s so stubborn and pig headed, not a good combination when both of us have those characteristics. But he could lift my day, just by being with him. And yes, I know I’ve got it bad.

Anyway, I got a little merry, kept an eye on my friends to make sure they were behaving themselves and had a good night out. When we left, I didn’t notice the driver making a phone call on his mobile phone. But somewhere in my alcohol-induced haze it registered that he was talking to Marcus, I believed, letting him know we were on our way back.

We finally reached our destination and luckily there were no fans about so we could get into the hotel quickly. I slowly made my way back to our rooms, getting the hurry-up from Marcus.

“Guys, can I spend the night in one of your rooms?” I asked.

“Why?” Nick asked me. “Had a fight with the hubby?”

“No. Its just that it’s late and I don’t want to disturb him.”

“Well,” Nick placed his hands on my shoulders, “unless I’m very much mistaken, that’s Kevin waiting for you at the end of the hallway.” I looked up and stopped walking. Nick gave me a gentle push forward, after whispering, “go get him tiger.”

I whispered a “thanks” and walked towards Kevin. My eyes fixed on the man in front of me.

A chorus of goodnights rang out behind me and I half-acknowledged them. I finally reached Kevin, who was standing in the doorway to our room. “Hi” I whispered before softly kissing him on the lips. He led us into our room and I gasped at what I saw. Soft lighting, petals scattered on the floor. I listened to the lyrics of the song playing and I smiled.

You've touched these tired eyes of mine
And mapped my face line by line
And some how growing old feels fine
I listen close for I'm not smart
You wrap your thoughts and works of art
And there hanging on the walls of my heart.

I may not have the softest touch
I may not say the words as such
And though I may not look like much
I'm yours.

And though my edge is maybe rough
I never feel I'm quite enough
And it may not seem like very much
But I'm yours.

You healed these scars over time
And braced my soul, you loved my mind
Your the only angel in my life
The day the news came, my best friend died
My knees went weak, and you saw me cry
Say I'm still the soldier in your eyes.

I may not have the softest touch
I may not say the words as such
And though I may not look like much
I'm yours.

And though my edge is maybe rough
I never feel I'm quite enough
And it may not seem like very much
But I'm yours.

I may not have the softest touch
I may not say the words as such
And though I don't fit in that much
But I'm yours.

He wiped the tears from my eyes. “Kevin” I whispered.

“Shhhush, don’t cry. I didn’t do this to make you cry.”

“I know and I’m sorry. It’s just..”

“Romantic?”

I smiled, “Yes Kevin, you do know how to be romantic. I’m sorry for saying that earlier.” I didn’t give him a chance to answer as I leaned up and kissed him softly. That simple kiss turned into one of those toe-curling ones. We moved into the other room and I kissed his chest once he took his shirt off. He kissed mine when my top came off.

I groaned when he gently bit one of my nipples. I ran my hand over his jean-clad length and smiled when I got a groan of my own. I pulled his jeans and boxers down in one movement, exposing him to the cool air. I ran my nails up and down him and he shivered at my touch.

He pulled down my jeans and underwear and forced me to lie back on the covers. Everything about his touch was slow and gentle and it drove me wild. He kissed me, his tongue taking control of my mouth, and then he was gone, kissing, licking and touching my whole body, heating it up. I jumped when one, then two fingers entered me, my body soon rocking to the pace he set.

I groaned in frustration when he removed his fingers. I was so close! I pulled his head back up to mine and thrust my tongue in his mouth. I hoped to make sure he knew how much I needed him right then. I ran my hands down his body smiling in the kiss once I found my prize. My hand circled his length and I gently ran my hand up and down, making him moan.

I guided him into me, sighing in relief once he was inside. We set up a steady pace, revealing in the feelings the movements elicited. We slowly moved ourselves to the edge of bliss. Our hands joined, the only sounds we made were pants, moans and groans of pleasure.

I looked into Kevin’s green eyes, I couldn’t hold on for much longer. The three words he whispered to me, with the honesty in his eyes made me fall over the edge. He followed not long afterwards, and then collapsed on top of me, exhausted. “I mean it you know.” He said sliding out of me.

“I know,” I whispered “I do too.”

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Note - Lyrics used – “I’m Yours” by The Script.

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