Flipped: Back Again (L.T. Sequel to Flipped)

Chapter 8: Closure and Confliction

I'm left panting on the side, still trying to catch my breath. Eliza is just as worn out, laying beside me with a lazy smile and droopy eyes. We were both stark naked on the floor. The spontaneity of the moment left us unprepared for afterwards and pretty cold. The closest thing to a blanket in the vicinity was my shirt. I stretch to retrieve it, draping it over Eliza.

"Thanks." She whispers breathlessly.

"You're welcome. I remembered you not being so keen of exposure." I smirk over at her.

Beads of sweat trickled around her hair line. Her makeup was practically non-existent and her limbs sprawled out. She was beauty in the purest form.
Eliza lets out a light chuckle, lifting herself up to look down at me. "You remembered." She said thoughtfully.

"Of course." Eliza lowers her lips to me, letting the supple skin brush over mine teasingly. I finally just cup my hand on the back of her neck and push her down to make contact. Like nectar, her taste is sweet and unwinding. It's intoxicating like liquor and leaves me craving more. I simply can't get enough of her love; and in this quick time, it's become an insatiable desire. I'm relapsing all over again but I don't care. It isn't just me pretending to have her beside me, or imagining her body on mine. She's actually here and I can feel her. I can touch every inch of her without having to close my eyes and picture it. There's no need since she's with me now.

Eliza balances herself on top of me, her elbows on either side. My arms are locked around her waist. We're pressing together- skin to skin, and the building pressure of our cores meeting is nearly unbearable. I'm ready to experience her all over again and I've hardly caught my second wind. Eliza has no idea what she's doing me. Every moan or groan, every hiss and rumble that escapes her body makes mine explode in ecstasy. This kiss alone could make me crumble beneath her.

"Round two?" She suggests between kisses. I answer her by flipping her over and deepening the kiss even more. As my hands roam her body, my mind wanders back to our first time. It was like reliving that day all over again. Even though I'm positive I'm not the only one she's slept with since then, we were going through the same motions as if it were her first. She was a little hesitant and let me guide her; then when she got comfortable we played off of each other and became victims of lust and surrendered to a powerful wave of euphoria. It was unlike any thing I experienced and I was sure that each time would beat the last with Eliza.

Right as things were getting heavy, an obnoxious ringtone began to play throughout the room. I tried to ignore it but once it started, it seemed endless. I groan in annoyance as Eliza removes herself from me to rummage through her belongings. The loss wasn't quite so bad. Seeing her walk around trying to cover herself was amusing.

She clears her throat. "Hello?" I'm surprised how she was able to talk so evenly. I'm still out of breath.

She glances over at me, saying into the phone. "I'm busy."

'Nice arse'. I mouth to her. She blushes crimson and turns her body to hide the exposed skin. Eliza stifles a laugh and continues.

"I don't know..could be out a couple more hours, depends." Man this girl is tempting. But her cheeky smile soon fads once she hears something unsettling.

"It's none of his fuckin business." She seethes. "I don't give a damn what he wants. You can quote me on that."

I lift myself from the floor, wrapping my shirt around me. As I approach Eliza, she's now tense. Her eyes are furrowed and obviously pissed at something. I try to ask what's wrong but she just says 'nothing' and moves along.

"Hayden, take care of it, or you're fired." She says flatly and hangs up the phone. "Idiots." She mutters.

Eliza stalks back to the sofa, plopping down on her bum and then hiding her face under her arms. I'm left awkwardly standing there, not sure if I should join the flustered girl cursing on the couch, or, try to find the rest of my clothes and leave while I still can. Luckily my common sense and morals hadn't kicked in yet so I chose to join Eliza. She groans as I lean on her, turning the opposite direction. I wonder what's got her so upset all of a sudden.