Silent Attention [COMPLETED]

34. Hemi

I must have dozed off for a moment, because the next thing I feel is Gemma, licking my stomach and taking a picture of herself.  I jerked at the wetness.

"Be still or you're going to ruin my picture Aaron."

I looked down and she had my shirt pulled up to my collar bones and her tongue out just above my navel.  I rested my hands above my head and watched as her hand wobbled in the air.  I let her go for a few minutes, but my stomach started to get a little cold and other things started to happen.

"Let me do it for you."

Her arm fell up to mine dropping the phone on my shoulder.  I picked it up and held it steady above us.  She stuck her tongue back out and splayed a hand just above my hip.  "One two three."

I pulled the phone back to me and looked at the one I had taken.  I wasn't too bad.  I air dropped it to my phone.  Then I started scrolling to the ones she had taken.  They were all blurry, but I deleted the ones she had taken of my face.  She had managed to take a bunch of pictures and I wondered how long I had been out for.  I stopped scrolling and deleting when I found one she had taken of us.  She had been soo close to my lips with hers.  Both of our eyes were closed and her mouth was slightly open.  It was actually really good.  I air dropped it to my phone and deleted the copy on hers. 

I felt clothes hit my legs and glanced over to Gemma.  She had picked out a oversized shirt and was stripping of her going out clothes.  She knew I was here, and yet she didn't care.  She threw her pink shirt off and onto the floor exposing a lace red bra.  She must have been sobering up some, because she wasn't wobbling over.  She unzipped her skirt and bent down to pull it off.  I spoke too soon because she fell onto the side of the bed.  I sprung up to grab her, to keep her from falling, and sat her on the edge of the bed next to my hip. 

I had my hand wrapped around her front, on her bare skin.  I held still, scared that I might make the wrong move with her.  I didn't trust myself right now, and I wasn't sure if she was in the state of mind to tell me no.  She looked over her shoulder to me, a smile growing slowly on her face, before she flung herself at me. 

I was unprepared and the sudden movement had knocked a little wind out of my lungs.  My shirt was still raised and now her flesh was pressed against mine.  She lifted herself off me, and I held out my hands away from her, ready to catch her if she went one way or the other. 

"My hero."

Then she attacked me with her mouth.  She kissed me, sucking at my lips, trying to elicit a response.  When she got to my lip ring, she pulled it into her mouth with her tounge before she nibbled on it and let it fall out between her lips.

"So fucking hot."

Those were all of the words of encouragement I needed.  I reached up and pulled her lips into mine and nipped at them.  She moaned in response, pressing her chest into mine.  I couldn't stand all this fabric between us and caressed her back, moving to undo her bra.  It loosened, but I couldn't move her away from me.  She was kissing me, her soft lips moving agianst mine.  Then her tongue invaded my mouth and I moved my hands down to her ass and gave her a firm squeeze. 

She ground into me and it was mine turn to moan into her mouth.  She started to kiss down my jaw and my neck, paying speacial attention to the bite mark there.   Her mouth followed her hands and she worked down my body, leaving trails of kisses and nips.  She started to make out with a spot on the inside of my hip, the way she worked her mouth, I knew I would have a hickey.  She drove me insane, but her mouth started to slow and so did her hands, kneading into my hips.  She stopped and looked up to me.

"I can drive a stick. Just fine don't you think?"

She looked down at my hardness and then back up to me.  "What do you have a hemi v8 in there?"

My mood was still roaring to go, but hearing those words from her, I knew I shouldn't let her do this.  I looked at her.  She had a crooked smile, one eye had started to droop more than the other.  Her bra still clung loosely to her chest.  I would never imagine sex with her like this.  I pulled her up closer next to me and sat her up.  I grabbed the t-shirt she had planned to wear and slipped it on over her head.  I let her finish the rest while I picked up her clothes off the floor and put them in the hamper.  I turned around and she had flung her bra, hitting me in the face.  I heard her giggle.

"That too Peterbilt." 

I smirked at her, and tossed it in with the others.  I turned off the light.  She had come to enough to be passed the point of no return.  I crawled on the bed with her and pulled her into me.  "Time for bed Gemma."

She cuddled closer, rubbing her leg against my stiffness.  "What about that?"

I kissed the top of her head.  "Best blue balls I will ever have."

I could feel her smile against me, and I held her until the smile fell, and the steady rhythm of breaths fanned my neck.  I stayed a little longer, then left, knowing I couldn't stay.  She had gotten more sleep than I had and would wake up before me.  As good as this night had gone, I still didn't want her to know who I was.  I just wasn't ready for that yet.  I needed time to think. to know for sure that I could do this to her.  To destroy her life like I had.