Trespassing in Neverland

Chapter 20

He leaned in and kisses me slowly, moving his hands down to my waist. I moved my hands to his hair and tried to pull him closer to me but he broke off the kiss. He brought one of his hands up to my head and left the other on my lower back.

With one hand he moved my hair aside and started kissing my neck. I had to bite my lip to not make any noise. His hands grabbed my arms and held them against the wall. He brought his lips back to mine and kissed me aggressively. Then he just stopped.

I opened my eyes and looked at him. His hair was a little messed up and he was breathing heavily. I tried to move my arms but he was still holding them to the wall with an iron grip.

"Pe-Peter." I tried as hard as I could to get out of his grasp but couldn't and I couldn't take it any longer. "You win! Now please let me go!"

He let me go and I grabbed him and pulled him to me.

"A little needy are we?" He asked and smirked.

"Shut up." I said and grabbed the back of his neck and pulled his face down to meet mine.

He immediately kissed me back. He put his hands on my waist and started walking us back until we got to the bed. Peter placed me on the bed and before he kissed me again he took off his shirt. I traced my hands up and down his stomach. He waved his hands over me so I was wearing my shorts and a tank top.

"Mmm that's better." He said and attached his lips to my neck, leaving a trail of love bites up to my ear. I hooked my fingers in the belt loop of his pants and pulled him closer to me. "Calm down love." He said and got off of me and unbuckled his belt. He took off his pants, so now he was in nothing but his boxers, and straddled my hips.

He moved his fingers to my waist and grabbed the bottom of the tank top, slowly bringing it up. He saw my look of want and raised an eyebrow. Peter then brought the tank top over my head and threw it behind him and started kissing me again. I pulled him towards me so the only thing keeping him up was his forearms.

His hips started to buckle and he moved his hands so they were tangled in my hair. He moved his lips to my shoulders, slowly working their way down. He got right up to my bra when he put his lips back on mine.

He moved his hands down to my waist and hooked them on my shorts and started to pull them down my hips. He sat up to pull them off there rest of the way and straddled my hips again. I pulled him back to my neck and he started full out biting me which only tuned me on even more. I grabbed his hair, which caused a little moan to escape against my skin.

After biting my neck in various places he moved back to my lips and moved his hands down to my ass. He squeezed and slid his tongue into my mouth and moved his hands back up to my stomach, slowly sliding them up. His hands moved to my back, looking for the clip to my bra while his mouth and mine had a battle for dominance. Right when he found the clip there was yelling coming from the camp. Peter stopped kissing me and sat up.

"Can't you ignore it?" I asked pulling him back down. He started kissing me again but stopped when there were multiple people yelling. Some of the voices were unfamiliar.

"I'm sorry love, we'll continue this later. Stay here." He said and in a blink of an eye he had his clothes back on and was gone. I got up and searched for my tank top. When I found it I put it on and slipped into bed. The shouting stopped and Peter still gone. He's been gone for a while and I found myself drifting off to sleep.

"Megan." I heard a voice far off in the distance whisper. It kept getting louder and louder and someone was shaking my shoulders.

"Megan." I opened my eyes to a worry-looking Peter, bent down, hovering over me.

"Peter?" I asked still not aware of my surroundings.

"Come with me we need to go." He said and started pulling me out of bed.

"Go? Go where?" I asked dragging myself the rest of the way out of the bed. Peter got impatient and picked me up and I started to fall back asleep with my head against his chest.

"Shh it's ok now love." Peter said and sprinkled some type of purple dust in my face. My eyelids started closing and it was hard keeping them open. Right before I lost consciousness I looked up at Peter, but it wasn't Peter. The person carrying me had darker hair and wasn't as warm. As my eyelids started to close I heard yelling again and someone was shouting something from downstairs. Then. Nothing.

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T.G.I.F! I couldn't wait for the weekend because no school=no getting up early=more sleep yay. Sorry about this chapter being kinda short and the interruption......whoops. Plz vote-comment-follow!

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-Jessie