Misery (John Lennon Fanfiction)

Part 19

John's POV:||
I looked up as she walked through my bedroom door with a smile on her face.

"Minnie-" I said, sitting up on my bed, taking off my glasses. "What are you doing here?"

"Oh, I just thought maybe we could... Hang out.." She said, slowly walking towards me. This was one of the only times she had ever been in my room.

"Oh?" I gently set my hands on her waist with a grin, tugging her down onto my bed forcefully, but still carefully. She was a classy girl after all.

"Oh." She responded with a smile. I kissed her and let my fingers run into her hair, letting my tongue roam onto the edge of her lips, tilting my head and groaning with the relief of what seemed like a thousand imagined kisses coming to life. She kissed me back and played with my hair too, rubbing my side as I played my hand on her bare stomach beneath her blouse. It was glorious. Kissing her lips again and again and then she ran her foot up my calf, sending shivers down my spine.

Amelia's POV:||
I sat by the benches in the court yard for lunch, enjoying the opportunity to soak up the sun before leaving to go back to class.

This arrangement I had with John gave me so much freedom, and confidence. I'm a real single girl who could have her pick out of any of the guys at the school. I feel changed than what I was a few weeks ago. Amazing what a few snogs can do for you.

John's POV:||
The best two weeks of my life just flew by, this one surely being the best day of them all. She's mine. Well, not exclusively yet but, I don't think she really is the kind of girl who could see someone else while we keep kissin all the time.

It was 11pm in her bedroom, kissin, hugging, the usual.

"Amelia" I breathed, kissing hot against her neck. She gripped onto the back of my hair and tugged at the collar of my shirt, her fingers blindly undoing the buttons.

I looked up, panting, with a little grin. "Are you sure?"

"Well" she smiled "it's already been taken anyway so...we might as well" she shrugged. I smiled softly, but on the inside I was jumping up and down.

"Alright, but only on one condition"

"Oh? And what's that?" She raised an eyebrow

"I have to make it-" I started, gently kissing down the centre of her throat, parting her blouse. "Really" I kissed down the centre of her chest, "special" down her stomach. "For you" I whispered slowly tugging her skirt down off her hips. She bit her lip and nodded, watching me, equally eager and equally confused.

"Lay back and relax love" I hummed, gently stroking her thighs. "Just enjoy" I said, pulling her panties down and kissing. My lips grazed over her and she let out a soft whimper, I gently let my hands roam over her stomach and thighs, running my tongue flat against her methodically, rhythmically, over and over. She moaned and groaned and gasped, my name on her lips as my tongue gently caressed. She was telling me something but it didn't matter, I was too involved in her pleasure, kissing and even gently sucking, John, John, John she moaned.

"John, stop."

My head shot up, panting and swallowing hard "What? What's wrong?"

She sat up and continued unbuttoning my shirt. "I want you" she whispered.

I took no time in assisting, I tore off my jeans along with my boxers in no time and there we were. Me looming above her, vulnerable, slightly afraid but with passion soaring. I'd done this a thousand times before but I'd never been more nervous.
"Are you ready?" I asked tentatively

She nodded with a smile, gently holding my arm that grasped her side.

Slowly, I entered and she groaned with a heavy relief. "John, hmmm John Lennon" she sighed. After months of waiting to hear my name from her lips like that, it was music to my ears.