im not all well

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My head felt like  it was all over the place, well at least my clothes weren't all over the place.

I have no idea what came over him last night. No, I do, he wanted to take the piss out of me, yell from the rooftops 'i fucked the class president' ,well fuck him, and fuck all of this, and fuck this high fever and this weakness in my legs when he got too close. Wait- high fever.

" I'm sick" it felt like a well deserved karma for falling for all those tricks, but that really didn't matter, I needed to check on Laila. The house was silent, and so I quietly crept down the hallway to Laila's room- what a sight- I've never felt such a wave of happiness before , it didn't matter how much I hated Clay, the sight of the two of them cuddled up on a tiny bed was going to be the death of me, they truly were hell spawn disguised as angels, such strong personalities yet such soft delicate faces. He had such long lashes and such a pointed nose, such  supple lips, such kissable lips- I, what's wrong with me I need to stop, these thoughts need to stop. 

He opened his eyes, looking at me and smiling slightly, he whispered "we need to talk". What do we possibly need to talk about other than the fact he has no decorum, I needed to focus and him touching my legs, my face, my body was preventing that , I needed him away but sadly I couldn't leave yet. He slowly got up covering his sister wrapping her in blankets, then he  suddenly grabbed  my arm pulling me down stairs.

"what are you doing now?"  I asked in pure annoyance  most people don't like being dragged at the crack of dawn, he didn't reply, continuing whilst locking our hands together headed towards the living room "why are we here?", I huffed not in the mood for his antics

"to buy us more time" without letting me get a word in he pushed me onto my back, hurriedly climbing above me pinning my arms above my head , I couldn't say a word, the effect he had on me was tremendous,I breathlessly gazed at him, his eyes darting from my eyes to my lips and quickly back up, my head hurt and I worked up a sweat trying to understand his face" God...  I hate you, you know that?" I spoke , looking up at him, he let out a chuckle removing one hand and moving his thumb to touch my lips -mint- he was so close.

"Then show me how much you hate me, make me burn with anger, hate me so I can stop, show me" show him ?  He looked hot like he was breaking a sweat, " you have no fucking idea how bad I want you" his breath was inconsistent and messy " hate me, you can do whatever you want to me love " his knee moved upward in-between my legs, I unconsciously jolted at the sudden action , it's seemed as though there was no air to breathe. He continued to move , I couldn't take any of It, it just felt so good, so pleasurable, "please don't stop I love the sounds you make, show me how much you hate me" 

"clay please I can't " he  cut me off

" I can't take it when I see you with them, Ross, Tyler, all of them, I want you to myself, give In princessa- we both want to" fuck this doesn't change anything I still hate him ,it didn't matter how good this felt. 

My back arched- I couldn't stop this, I don't want it to stop , he kissed down my neck, I couldn't stop myself from moaning, "God I love that" he kissed me harder, sucking, licking, biting- fuck -"shit, you have no idea how long I've wanted to do this, to hear this , to hear you, to have you" he mumbled against my skin now wet and bruised as his hands moved down my back and up my shirt, he stopped and didn't do anything, he just watched  me barely able to form any clear words "tell me to stop" he was covered in sweat his eyes filled will ecstasy his complection  pale "I want to be yours, use me"

"clay-" 

" call me prez, I can't take hearing my name from your mouth". He whispered against my lips, I just want to taste him , feel him, have him touching my legs, my face, my body. I felt so hot I didn't know what was going on, slowly closing my eyes. No, I needed more , to feel more. No . No please stay awake, I have to. I take it back, this will be the death of me!

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