gone for exactly six days and I'm beginning to lose my mind. It's around 11pm and both Margot and Jackson are asleep, but I'm wide awake. I can't fall asleep. I haven't been able to all week and it sucks. I miss him so much that my body aches.

Pulling back the covers, I get up, leaving my room as quietly as possible. I know it's an invasion of privacy, but I'm too desperate to care at this point. I push Parker's bedroom door open, stepping inside and pushing it shut again. I take the deepest of breathes as I walk over to his bed, his aftershave still present in here despite the cleaner having been around this week.

His dark blue bedsheets are cold as I slip between them, but I don't care. I need to feel close to him, and I guess this is the closest I can get. I pull the blanket up over my shoulder and let myself sink in to his scent, closing my eyes. My body is weighed down with sleep as a stroke of fatigue hits me.

I'm not sure how long I'm out for, but a slight movement wakes my subconscious, making me stir. As I roll over, it's almost as if his lingering smell becomes stronger. I take a deep breath in, smiling.

"Hey beautiful." I feel my hair brushed off my forehead.

What the...

I open my eyes to see Parker's gorgeous face, lit by the moonlight. There's a soft smile on his lips that makes my heart pound.

"You're back." I can't help but grin, despite the heaviness of my eyes.

Reaching up, I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him down in to an embrace. He chuckles softly, holding me tight.

"I missed you so much." I whisper in to his neck.

"I missed you too." he plants a soft kiss on my temple before pulling back. I pretend I'm not disappointed.

I suddenly remember that I'm the one sleeping in his bed right now, making me sit up.

"Oh, I'm sorry do you want me to go bac-"

Parker shakes his head abruptly, so I stop talking.

"I'm gonna shower. Go back to sleep." he says as he stands up.

He doesn't need crutches as much anymore, but the brace still gives him a limp. It's so cute. I watch as he pulls his shirt over his head before disappearing into the bathroom, closing the door behind him.

I try to go back to sleep, like really hard, but I can't. Knowing he's here has rid me of all the exhaustion I felt an hour ago. He's here. I can't stop smiling.

About 10 minutes later, the door clicks open again. I'm propped up just enough that I can see him, towel draped loosely around his waist as he dries his hair with another smaller towel. Every muscle in his torso flexes with his movement, and my stomach flutters.

I can't take my eyes off him as he moves to his drawer, taking out a pair of black boxer briefs and pulling them on beneath his towel just before he drops it. He disappears into the bathroom again, both towels left behind when he finally pulls the door shut.

Pulling my eyes away, I roll over, even though I'm more than certain he knew I was watching him. Nice one, Elena. Definitely not creepy.

He pulls the cover back, the breeze reminding me that I'm not wearing shorts. As he slips beneath the cover with me, my heart begins to race. He slides down so we're in eye line.

"Hey." Parker says quietly, the mint on his breath tickling my nose.

"Hi." I breathe.

We stare at each other in comfortable silence. I pull my hand from beneath the cover, reaching forward to touch his face. I just want to be close to him. He takes my wrist in his hand, melting in to my touch. My heart skips a beat as he shifts, bringing his body closer to mine. So close I can feel the heat radiating.

He's still for a moment, as if he's giving me the opportunity to pull away. But I don't. I close the gap between us, our bodies pressed together as I stroke his face. His jaw tenses for a moment, before he wraps his arm around my waist.

And we lay like that. At least 5 minutes go by, us simply feeling each other.

"God Elena," he whispers, closing his eyes.

"Hm?" I run my thumb over his cheekbone.

"I really want to kiss you right now." he breathes, brushing his lips against my cheek.

My body heats up as I look between his eyes, before leaning forward. The feeling of his lips on mine is something I will never get used to.

He kisses me, soft and gentle, before pulling back and looking at me.

"I can't get enough of you, Elena Kinsley." he licks the length of my jaw and I let out a breath.

The hand that was wrapped around my waist slides down, gripping the back of my thigh and parting my legs as he simultaneously rolls on to his back and pulls me on top of him. There's no need to question if he's turned on, because I can feel it between my legs. Already hard as brick.

I lean down, arching my back a little as I press our chests together and he hums, both hands moving down to my ass. I make a little noise as he squeezes, which makes him grin as I bring my mouth back down to his. Our kiss is sloppy and coordinated. His tongue slips between my lips and explores my mouth as one hand moves to the back of my head, as though he's trying to bring me as close as possible to him.

His other hand grips my hip, pushing me down the same time he pushes his hips up, making me gasp against his mouth.

"Parker," I mumble, grinding my hips a little which makes him groan.

He replies by bringing his lips to my neck, kissing it gently before his teeth graze my collarbone.

I grind my hips again and Parker sucks in a breath, taking hold of them.

"Elena, please stop doing that." he sighs, his breath shaky.

I stop moving. "Do you want me to get off?" I ask.

He shakes his head no, but his grip tightens on my hips.

"If you keep moving like that, I'm not gonna be able to stop this from going further." his hand makes its way up the length of my torso, snaking around my back and pulling me closer.

I want it to. So bad.

Bringing my mouth down to his ear, I pull at his lobe with my teeth for a second before whispering. "I'm all yours."

Parker tenses beneath me, and I could swear the rhythmic beating of his heart against my chest jumps.

"I want to hear you say it, Elena." he says assertively, turning me on even more. "Tell me what you want."

I snuggle into him, smiling. "You, inside me."

That's enough, because he picks me up as if I weigh absolutely nothing, flipping us so I'm laying beneath him. His lips crash against mine as he kisses me like he wants to consume me. I wrap my arms around his neck, my legs around his waist as he grips mine tightly.

Parker lowers himself carefully between my legs, making sure to not put much pressure on his knee. His dick presses against me and I allow myself to moan in to our kiss.

The hand that was travelling my body makes it's way down my stomach to my thigh, pushing it aside to spread my legs.

I don't get time to brace myself before Parker's hand dips beneath my panties, and I gasp loudly.

"God Elena, you're so wet." he says admiringly as my chest heaves. "I've barely touched you."

I can't form a sentence to reply, so I bite down on my lower lip, nodding. Parker slips a finger inside me and I moan in to his neck.

"Is this okay?" he asks as I close my eyes, my lips parted. I nod, leaning my head back.

Parker kisses my neck, moving his finger inside me before entering another. I attempt to clamp my legs together, but he pushes them open roughly, curling his fingers in a way that knots my stomach.

"Oh, god." I whine, pushing my fingers in to his hair.

I feel my orgasm building in my stomach and hold my breath, scared that I'll be too loud if I make a sound. I'm so close, when Parker pulls his fingers from inside me. I open my eyes, letting out a sigh.

"Elena?" he breathes, looking down at me now.

"Yes?" I whisper.

"Can I fuck you?"

My skin burns, the flutter in my stomach multiplying by a thousand.

"Please." Is all I reply.

There's a dangerous glimmer in Parker's eyes as he sits back a little.

"Take your clothes off." he says, his voice husky as he reaches into the drawer beside his bed.

I comply, pulling my shirt over my head, revealing my bare chest. I slip my panties off next, losing them somewhere between the bedsheets.

I watch as he pulls a condom from the draw. He falters as his eyes land on me, taking it in.

"Jesus," he whispers.

Parker gestures me forward with one finger and I sit up, looking at him expectantly. He wraps a hand around my throat, gripping firmly as he pulls me forward and slips his tongue in to my mouth. I lay down as he pushes me back, watching as he tears the packet open with his teeth.

"Is this your first time?" he asks as he slips down the front of his boxers, pulling out his dick.

Holy shit. I knew he was big, but he's literally massive.

I shake my head no. " Does that bother you?"

He glances up at me as he slips the condom to to his length. "Not at all."

I lost my virginity when I was 15 to this guy I thought was cute, just to get it out of the way. It was less than mediocre, lasted 2 minutes if that, and I haven't had sex again since.

"Elena." Parker breathes again as he dips between my legs. "I'm not going to be gentle."

I look up at him, spreading my legs, and it's enough to tip him over the edge. Parker lets out a deep, pleased hum as he grips my thigh, lining himself up before sliding inside me.

My hand moves to my mouth and I stifle a moan as he slowly eases his entire length in. He brings his hand from my thigh to pull mine away from my mouth, pinning it over my head as he pulls out.

"I want to hear you." Parker mumbles, before unexpectedly slamming in to me.

I scream, instantly wanting to slap my pinned hand over my mouth again. Parker pulls out and repeats the same motion. I bite down on my lip so hard that I draw blood.

The motion is hitting a spot so deep that I choke out a needy moan, bringing my free hand to his back. He releases my other hand, bringing it back to my thigh to keep my legs apart as he pounds me. My hands claw at his back as he leans down, needing something to grip on to.

"Fuck," Parker murmurs, slowing down a little. "I love you Elena."

His words make me freeze, a pleasurable sensation running through my entire body. I wrap myself around him tighter as my eyes begin to water.

Parker brings our lips together without kissing me and I whine in to his mouth. He smiles, moving slowly as he kisses me. Oh god I'm so close it's embarrassing.

I tense around him and he chokes out a low, rough grunt. "Keep doing that and this is gonna be over a lot quicker, Kinsley."

I take that as a challenge, and repeat the action. Parker makes a desperate filthy noise that almost sends me spiralling.

"I'm so close Parker." I whine.

He nestles his face in my neck as he speeds up. "Come for me, baby."

I lift my hips and Parker's motion makes my orgasm hit me so hard that I have to bite down on his shoulder to stop myself from screaming. As I finally catch my breath, Parker's whole body tenses, his arms trembling as he stills inside me. He finally breathes, collapsing on top of me.

For a few sweet moments, we just lay there. His heart thuds against my stomach and I stroke the hair off his forehead, slick with sweat. I feel him take a deep breath in, before sitting back and pulling out of me, stripping me of my warmth.

He holds out a hand and I look at it, slightly confused, but reaching forward and gripping it anyway. Parker pulls me so I'm sat up.

"C'mon." he smiles at me softly. "Lets go shower."