it wasn't an illusion
This time it wasn't an illusion. She could feel his lips
against hers and how the intoxicating smell and taste of beer
smeared itself from the inside of her mouth. She gasped for air,
moaning at the sensation when she felt his hand slowly making
its way to unhook her bra. He continued to fondle over her
breast, hungrily sucking on it until she realized something.
They were in the living room.
She broke from James's embrace and looked at him
straight in the eye.
"What's wrong?" he asked in a husky voice.
Emmie roamed her eyes around the four corners of the
room and then stared at the staircase. She was too shy to ask him
to continue everything in her room.
Upon realizing what she met, her teacher switched off
the television to which the whole room became dimmed with
only a lampshade illuminating light. She got off from his lap and
managed to hold his hand gently, leading him towards her
bedroom.
As they made their way towards the entrance, they heard
Alfred and Miranda moaning on their room; a smirk crept into
James' face.
As soon as the door closed, they continued their journey
into the bed. He pulled her towards the blankets, sitting at the
edge; only for the two of them to end up in the same position.
His hands crawled its way towards her top and in no
time, removed her cloth. She was half-naked, to his amusement.
"So lovely," he uttered, his eyes landing towards her
chest. It was embarrassing yet she felt giddy inside; being
complimented for her looks.
A moan escaped her lips. He was making loud
smacking and kisses along her collarbone.
"Ahh..." Emmie's hand grasped onto his nape, asking for
support as she leaned in with hot breath. She knew she wanted
more from him and how she wished he wouldn't stop.
Something from the pit of her stomach felt warm and
fuzzy. There was something forming onto her core as James
stood up and held both of her legs onto his waist. He then carried
her towards the bed gently laying her atop, only for him to crawl
above.
He removed his tight shirt around his torso and pants
which was getting in the way. The way his sweat dripped from
his forehead up until the thing she was only looking at his
underwear with a hard erect manhood, a grin secretly crept into
her face.
She can't believe that in any time, she'll have that thing
inside of her; moving and caressing her.
Emmie managed to feel damped in between her legs.
James continued to kiss her; their tongues intertwining. She felt
his hand caressing her from her chest until he went downward to
her waistband. He pulled her shorts down, only to reveal her
gaping entrance.
In no time, his finger slipped inside her cavern and
began to move itself in and out; he was rubbing her.
The way she could feel his breath against hers and how
erotic the air was, her heart started pounding fast. James's lips
started to explore every region of her face; licking her cheek up
until it went to her earlobe until it reached itself from the far
corner of her jaw.
His actions, touch, his desirable movement gave her
butterflies in her stomach; sending thousands and thousands of
bolts in one go.
Emmie wanted to memorize everything; his curving
body, his hot oozing touch, his serious gaze and how he fondled
her. She wanted to memorize every part of him; knowing that he
was under the influence of alcohol and tomorrow, everything
may vanish into the thin air