The Three Empty Words

CHP. 11

COLLIDE—JUSTIN SKYE

The door too Tod's room opened as he and Emily walked inside. Emily wasn't probably in her senses, she had finished the first bottle before Tod suggested they return back too the motel.

Emily laughed out as he shut the door close.

"That was amazing of you too sing on stage for me." Emily laughed out and flung her shoes too different corners on the floor.

"You loved it." He asked, as he removed his wrist watch from his wrist and placed it gently on the small cupboard. He also removed his shoes.

"Uhun…" She replied and rested her back, looking deep at him.

"Well…You know I'd do anything for you." He said, about unbuttoning his shirt when Emily spoke.

"Let me help with that." She said carefree and pulled him roughly too her, by his shirt.

A smirk played on Tod's lips as he watched Emily unbuttoned his shirt. She undid the first button, the second, the third, and the rest of them. Tod helped, by removing his shirt and tossing it to the floor.

Emily snaked her hand around his six-packs, and his body went rigid immediately. He watched as she continued snaking her hands around his six-packs and torso, leaving lingering wake of her touch on his body.

A soft groan rippled out his chest, he'd missed her touch so much that he wanted all of her to himself. This wasn't going well for him, the more she touched him the more he craved her, and the more he wanted to have every taste of her, without missing a part.

"It seems you work hard on your body than me?" She seductively said and looked at him, slowly pulling her hands away.

Tod grabbed her hand immediately. He didn't want her touch on him too stop. He was enjoying it, just as his enjoying the beautiful view of her.

"Don't." That's all he could say.

"Why? But I thought you didn't like it? And you didn't answer my question." She tilted her head.

"You know I'd do anything for you." He said huskily.

A dirty thinking played inside Emily's head as she smiled at him.

"Then do it." She said.

Nobody needs to tell Tod what to do, as he leaned closer too her and captured her lips in his.

He slowly unbuttoned her shirt and threw it to the floor, amidst their kiss. Emily slowly drove her hand into his hair, feeling the soft, silky texture of it.

They were both lost in their kiss, that Emily badly wanted more of it. Tod on the other hand, had missed their kiss, and everything about her.  He didn't want this moment too end. He just wanted it to be him and her, together, in their own different world.

Emily's hand slid to the back of his hair, as she arched him more closer. Their tongue clashing and colliding together. Their breaths going rapid and fast, like it'd sieze any minute.

Tod used his tongue to explore every part of her that he'd missed and longed for. But Emily on the other hand, felt like she was kissing the air, and forcing the air to kiss her back in return.

Those emotions down pour she usually felt when kissing Tod, were know where to be found. It felt like kissing the run-away void.

It felt empty.

She couldn't fell those electric spark that'd make her want more of him. Or those butterflies that'll always escape without her permission. Even those catchy desire she always longed for whenever they were lost in their kiss. It was nowhere to be found. It was all gone.