Who sucks at updating on time?
*shamelessly raises hand*
GUYS IM SORRY THIS IS SI SHORT. I WANTED A CHAPTER UP A SOON AS POSSIBLE, AND THIS IS WHAT I THREW TOGETHER, CAUSE IT IS THE ONLY TIME THIS WEEK I HAVE TO UPDATE.
Hey Guys! U there is Elizabeth (Aurora's bestie). And yes, chose Crystal Reed as Elizabeth because I have Holland Roden as Aurora and there practically besties, on teen wolf and in real life.
*Do i need to even warn you about cursing anymore?*
His fingers ran along my back, fire against ice, playing with each other dauntingly. His other hand held me close, feeling ever crevice of my body, treating me like a piece of art. His cool breath blew against my neck, like little needles, as heat shot like a bullet down to my core.
He leaned in close, placing small subtle kisses against my neck, as he gripped me, massaging me, making feel euphoric.
I made incoherent sounds of pleasure as he kept feeling me up, expertly working his hands all over my body. His finger trailed lower and lower, until they dipped down, rubbing me, causing burst of pleasure blast through out my body, making me shake and moan until I was a mess.
I let myself come undo in his arms as he continuously kept it up, it went on and on and I thought it would never end, that I would keep climbing up the mountain of pleasure yet never reach the top.
But when I did, It felt like I was on top of the world. I emitted screams of pleasure, waves of euphoria hitting me like a tsunami over and over again, each time more harder and stronger. It finally stopped, leaving me a panting mess. I was placed gently on something so soft, I imagined I was laying on clouds.
My body was on display, hands being gripped above my head my him, cool wind slicing through my body. My eyes shut, as he let out a deep masculine chuckle, one that made me drip for him more.
His lips bent down to my ear as he blew warm breath against my ear, suddenly his lips left my ear. But what he said never did.
"Oh, kitten, you're such a naughty girl."
I gasped awake, sweaty and flustered, tendrils of hair fell in my line of vision as as I thought back to my dream. Even still, I felt his huge strong hands all over my body, claiming me in every way possible.
"Holy Shit," I muttered. I heard a groan coming from the the middle of the room, I craned my neck to see a dead-like Elizabeth. She was still lying on the bean bag chair, fries littered all over her like trash. The TV in front of Elizabeth was still on, and now playing season 5 of Teen Wolf. Her eyes were barely cracked open, and her hand was pressed against her forehead.
"I feel like complete and utter crap," She complained once more, in a voice that sounded like a stranger. I awkwardly stood up, trying to ignore the throbbing heat emitting from my core. I looked around my room and realized how much of a mess we actually made.
Sheet and pillows were scattered on the ground, including the sad remainders of our attempt at a fort. Turns out our fort making skill aren't exactly up to par. The floor was covered in Candy wrappers, and fries littered through out the room. Let just say, the room looked like a complete mess.
I groggily walked over to bathroom, not before mumbling,"I'm going to take a shower, I suggest the same to you," to Lizzy.
I stripped myself of my clothes, and without looking at myself or paying attention to anything for that matter, I stepped in my shower, turn on the water, and let the cold droplets calm me down. As they cascaded down my back, I thought back to my dream, my heart beginning to speed up again just at the though of it.
Who was that guy?
And why did he make me feel so...hot?
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