Thursday

Chapter 9

Abel's POV-

She wrapped her long smooth legs around my waist pulling me closer. He big eyes gleamed with anticipation as her body slowly grinned against mine. I got turned on when she threw her head back, grinding her waist into my while biting her lip. I reached over to her body, running my hands down her curves and down to her waist. I pulled her body close to mine, my lips on her collarbone. I made my way down to hr chest, leaving small love bites. When I got down to the middle of her breasts, she whispered seductively "Let's take it to the bedroom". Her hands grabbed mines leading me to my bed. Showing she wanted dominance, she pushed me down onto the bed slowly pulling away my layers of clothes. When she got down to my shirt, and boxers she stopped and sat on my lap. Already dressed in as little clothes as possible, I could feel her body heat against my skin.

She pushed me down on the bed sitting on my waist. She slowly worked her hips into my body, teasing me. "Come on babe, don't tease." She placed her index fingers on my lips and said "Don't rush me." I was still pretty dazed from all the drinking so I ddin't fight it. Her hands felt me through my boxers causing me to harden. She giggled a little a picked up the pace.

Both of our clothes lay in pile beside the bed and our bodies, skin to skin, tangled between the sheets. The way her body moved was unlike any other. Her smooth skin and defined curved rubbing against my rugged skin making me feel like I was an amateur.

When both reached our heights, our bodies collapsed onto each other, both of us panting and wanting more. "Was that what you expected?" I shook my head quickly. She laughed a little and then hopped out of the bed. "Where you goin?" I called out. "I'm leaving. I did my work." I was bit shocked that she was leaving so soon. "Well can I at least get your name?" Through the partially lit room, I saw her eyes on me. After a few seconds of staring she spoke. "They call me sunrise, but you, you can call me Beth." Before I even had a chance to respond she slipped on her costume and left.

The effects of the drugs and drink were coming in strong. Feeling too dazed and confused to think anymore, I flipped onto my side and dozed. As I drifting deeper and deeper into sleep, Val came into my mind. I had no memory of the last time I saw her, but I felt like something important happened. Before i had time to fully think about it, I was asleep.

-Next Morning-

I woke up to the sound of voices beside me and a strong scent that burned my nose. I opened my eyes and was faced with a the shinning of the bright sun. I squinted my eyes and looked away. When my eyes adjusted the new lighting, I saw my room was a wreck. There was at least 20 bottles of various drinks littering the ground along with empty cough medicine bottles. The smell that burned my nose, was a mixture of alcohol, weed and sex. The smell made me gag and sick to my stomach. I opened the window allowing the fresh cool morning air in. I took a deep breath of the fresh air allowing it to cleanse my poisoned lungs.

As more air came in, I realized I was naked. I quickly walked to my closet and threw on a pair of boxers and a white tee. When I walked out of my room, the rank of the main floor was much worse. I quickly opened every window and sprayed some air freshener. It helped a little, but not much. No one had stayed behind, or even cleaned up a bit. I sighed looking at all the mess around thinking about how long it would take me to finish alone. At that moment Val crept into my mind.

I walked back into my room grabbing my phone off the floor. I found her contact and called her. After a few rings someone answered. "Hello" a grungy and familiar voice said. "Hey Val, its Abel, where you at?" After a few seconds of silence she said "Really?" and then hing up. Confused as to what she meant, I thought about what happened last night. My mind was still extremely fuzzy and all I could remember was taking shot after shot and smoking many blunts. I eventually gave up and began cleaning. Starting with my room and working my way around the loft, I finished about three and a half hours later. All the cleaning made the loft smell a bit fresher, along with aid of the air, but it still had a bit of rank to it. Too tired to care, I crawled back into bed. I landed face first getting a nose full of the smell of sex. Appalled by it I ripped my sheets off tossing them to the corner of my room.