~ Amirah's Pov
I felt her lips connect with my neck. A weakness of mine. Her hands caressed my body perfectly, as if they were made to be in every place she touched. I found myself craving more of her, wrapping my arms around her neck and pulling her impossibly closer to me.
I knew there were gonna be marks, but in the moment I didn't care. I soaked in every moment, every touch. Physical reassurance. My arms loosened as she kissed her way down. "You look so pretty like this." Her words echoed in my mind, and I felt my body heat up in anticipation.
My eyes meet hers, as her hands glide up my thighs and her fingers wrap around the middle part my underwear, pulling at the fabric. A part of me wanted to beg her to hurry up, but I knew that's what she wanted me to do.
Instead, I tried to be patient while she took her time with me. She set my underwear to the side and kissed her way down my thigh. Her lips hovered over me for a second, before she began kissing down my other thigh. "Please." A knowing smile forms on her lips when the words left mine. Why did she have to tease so much?
I gasp at the feeling of her tongue pressing against the sensitive area. Her eyes connect with mine again and I held back the moan I desperately wanted to release. She opened her mouth to say something, but the only thing that came out was a blaring alarm.
I felt myself jolt awake. Hitting the 'Stop' button on my phone, I had the urge to throw it at the wall.
What. The. Fuck.
The words kept repeating in my head over and over again. Haven wasn't in my bed anymore, but I could smell whatever was being cooked downstairs. Haven and I have never done anything like that! I don't know what could've triggered that dream. Sure we attempted to kiss in the 12th grade, but it was so awkward we agreed to never do that again and to just stay friends.
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We were at a party, two weeks before graduation. I was cross faded and she was just high. I got bumped by some girl who was looking behind her instead of in front of her.
"Damn bitches can't say e-excuse me?" My drunken words came out slurred and the girl turned around quick. "My fault." I rolled my eyes and went to say something snarky like "Yeah, your fault." or something along those lines, but Haven grabbed my arm and pulled me towards her.
"Don't."
"No don't tell me don't. She bumped me."
"It was an accident, Mirah."
"You're supposed to have my back. What happened to 'Hey let's tag team her' or something?"
I was confused when she laughed. Was she laughing at me or with me? Wait, I wasn't laughing..
I felt like my feet were being dragged when she started pulling me away from the party.
"Heyy, where we going?"
"The party is over soon, and you're drunk."
"Uh, the party's not over yet. I-I don't know what I am but I feel great." I felt the smile on my face get wider and she looked at me again and laughed.
She kept pulling me until we were outside. The crisp air made me take a deep breath, much different and better than the humid air inside of the building. The music could still be heard from where we were and I don't remember what song was playing but I had the urge to shake my ass.
She just kept laughing and saying my name, trying to pick me up from my push-up position. Meanwhile I was focused on trying to get my ass to go in a circle. I laughed at the 'aye's' I managed to hear in between the sound of my heart beating in my ears. Until my arms gave out, then nothing was funny anymore.
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Forbidden Love
Romance"Can you just tell me what you're thinking of?" I spoke out again, seeming to break her trance. "I don't know, Mirah." She sounded defeated, a part of me just wanted to reach out and hold her. "You don't know?" repeating the statement as a question...