𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐄 𝐁𝐘 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄 - 𝐁.𝐄

twenty four - sweet

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julia.
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august 9th, 12:11 a.m.

i was running from her. running as fast as i could. my heart pounded through my chest, my legs moving as fast as they could carry me. the soft, damp grass beneath my bare feet sent sharp jolts through my body with every step. it was still slick and slightly slippery with the moisture of the night. and every now and then, my foot would skid awkwardly, barely even catching balance. but i didn't stop. i couldn't. its like they had a mind of their own, guiding me so my mind didn't have to work. the sliding patio door loomed ahead, its windows being a glistening blur in the dark. it was so close, and yet still so far away.

i was laughing, breathless and full of joy. the sound of my own happiness rings in my ears. my smile felt infinite, and it probably looked so dumb as it stretched across my face, being fueled by something more than just the moment—a pure and reckless bliss that i hadn't known and felt in so long.

her voice trailed behind me, echoing with her playful tease. "come back!" she called out, and i could almost hear the smirk on her lips. "come here!" the way she said it was almost demanding yet somehow still innocent. she knew i couldn't resist. she knew that i'd come running back to her the second she snapped her fingers.

my feet hit the cold hard stone of the patio, and i nearly tripped a little bit at the sudden change in the texture and level, feeling my heart skip a beat for a split second as the cool and damp rock found its way within me to make me feel chilled yet again, it coursing through my bones.

i got myself back together, darting past the cushioned wicker chairs and barely even noticing them in my rush. my hands were already reaching out for the sliding door before i had even approached it, then fumbling with the door handle and trying desperately to tug and yank it open and becoming unsuccessful.

my fingers slipped along the handle, seeming just as slippery as the grass and stone. i could hear her footsteps sprinting from far behind me, her breath coming fast because she'd been chasing me all this time, like she wasn't going to stop until she had me.

i glanced over my shoulder, catching the sight of her along the patio. her eyes seemed to have been darkened in the night, painted with some sort of different glare that i could never put a name to as her lips parted as she sucked in air, breathing heavily as her chest heaved.

my heart was racing and my breath was shallow, and i wasn't sure if it was because of the running or it being the sight of her that was doing this to me. all i knew was that i couldn't look away. and then she was there, her hands reaching for me. her fingers curled gently around my cheeks, pulling me toward her as if i was something that she couldn't bear to lose.

i turned around fully to face her, surrendering to her gentle pull as i felt the heat gain between us. her soft yet insistent lips were on mine before i even knew what was happening. she made it seem as if this were something that had always come so naturally between us, like we had been doing this forever and this wasn't our first time—like we'd been lovers in another life.

i smiled against her mouth, feeling dizzy with the rush of it all. my legs felt weak and like they couldn't hold me up anymore as she pressed me back against the sliding door with her body firm and unyielding, trapping me between her and the cool glass.

her knee nudged right between my thighs, i gasped softly in immediate response, feeling a sudden and near embarrassing rush of warmth pool low between my legs, noticing how easily she could turn me on.

the sensation was overwhelming, like a fire that had just been lit inside of me. my arms instinctively draped over her shoulders, pulling her closer, wanting her, needing her. physical touch had always been my weakness, but coming from her? god, i could never seem to get enough.