Letters

Chapter 17

"I want to remember you." I said looking at Frida. She didn't say anything, maybe she didn't care. It made me sad.

Suddenly, with a quick movement, she spun me closer to her and kissed me. Kissed me like never before, I mean it. A kiss filled of love, sadness, passion, romance. A kiss you can't forget, a kiss I won't forget. Frida carcasses my arm, face, side, everything I could. Both of our breathing became heavier quickly. I knew where this was going and she did too. I got on top of her and started kissing her neck.

There was sudden knocking at the door, it startled me. I looked at Frida, asking if I should go see without saying anything.

"Don't, just ignore it." She whispered and pulled me in for a kiss. After a while the knocking calmed down. By then she was on top of me. Frida pulled my shirt off and dropped it on the floor. She kissed my chest and neck passionately, biting me in a few places and leaving marks. Her hands trailed up and down my body, making me shiver under her. I felt butterflies in my stomach. I had completely forgotten that this was my last night with her.

Frida started kissing my breasts, she had given me so many hickeys that I felt like all of my neck and chest were purple. She unhooked my bra and removed it, starting to suck on my nipples. With every tenth of a second the world around us became quieter. She pulled back and looked into my eyes. Frida's eyes were so beautiful, green, emerald green, the kind of eyes you just sort of fall in love with, the sort of eyes you never want to stop looking at. And I never wanted to stop, I wanted to stare into her eyes forever.

Frida then kissed me, wrapping her tongue around mine. She lowered herself, leaving kisses and hickeys everywhere she could. The whole time I had butterflies in my stomach, it was almost a wonderful feeling. I couldn't hold back and pulled Frida back up. I needed to feel her lips on mine. We kept kissing and French kissing. I wanted to make this last as long as possible. I wanted her soft lips on mine for forever. I still remember the first time she laid her lips upon mine, what an amazing feeling it was. I wanted to go back in time and feel that, I really wished I could go back in time and somehow make this not happen. But, tomorrow will be a new day, new perspective, new life. Life without her.

Her hands trailed down my sides and hips, then back up. She moved down again, taking her sweet lips from me, I only now noticed tasted slightly like alcohol. She kissed my neck, trailing her tongue around it, around my collarbones. Frida circled her tongue around my nipple, while caressing the other one with her thumb. I moaned softly.

"Oh, how I love that sound." Frida whispered staring up at me and into my eyes. I blushed. I didn't notice her right hand move down and into my panties. I gasped as she started to massage my clit, staring deep into my eyes. I moaned louder when she slid two of her fingers down and into me.  Frida slowly moved her fingers in and out of me, curling them in one spot. With one hand I grabbed the covers of my bed and squeezed them, with the other I held onto Frida's shoulder. I closed my eyes, moaning louder.

"Open them. I want to see your eyes, please." Frida whispered into my ear, kissing it after. I opened my eyes. Frida looked deep in my eyes before kissing me again on the lips. I moaned into her mouth. She pulled her fingers out and caressed my arm. All of the sudden I got this weird feeling. I didn't want to do this anymore. Why? I don't know. I just felt like I was suffocating suddenly.

"Wait, Frida, no." I pushed her off. It was as if my chest had squeezed together, I barely was able to breathe.

"What the fuck?" She looked at me, before realizing what's happening, "Wait, are you okay?" She looked at me, I had any hand on my chest.

"I don't know." I felt tears roll down my cheeks. What was happening?

"Oh, it's gonna be okay." She wrapped her arms around me, "It'll be fine." Frida whispered as she caressed my head, giving me a kiss on my temple.