After All Is Said and Done/ If It's Just Me

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After All Is Said and Done

I allowed my cousin to dress me for the night, for her birthday party. I love Lucia like a sister and would do anything for her. She asked for one night, for me to get dressed up and not my idea of dressed up, but hers. I nervously agreed, she giggled and clapped her hands like a child getting extra sprinkles on her ice cream. By the time she was finished with me, I was like her double. We always resembled each other a great deal, but our styles hid that well.

The party was in full swing, when Lear stumbled into me, he thrown his arm over my shoulders. This was first time we made such close connect. It was never more then a hand shake, a brief touch of our legs when we sat too closer. But never this.

He leaned in close his lips at my ear, "Did I tell you how beautiful you look tonight?"

Did he really just say that to me, I was stun for a moment before I regained my senses.

"Come on Lear, let's get you home." I was about to send a quick text to Lucia that I was leaving when I realized my phone was still at home. I asked him where he lived he just laughed and told me I should know. I rolled my eyes, I debated on asking Lucia. But she was wrapped up in her boyfriend and I didn't want to interrupt the two. I only had one choose to let him crash at my place. Amazed that I was able to get him into my car and to my apartment. I listened to him ramble on the entire time, for the most part he just watched me. I had to several deep breaths and gripped tightly to the steering wheel to concentrate on the road.

"I want to kiss you." He stated as I opened my apartment door and drug me inside.

"Lear-" His lips made connect with mine. I struggled not to collapse at the sheer pleasure of it. His hand slid down my side to the hem of the black dress raising it up so his hand can roam over my thigh.

"I wanted to do this for years." He mumble against my lips, I wanted to do a happy dance, he never gave me any indication that he like me.

"I never knew." He pinned me against the door his finger moved aside her underwear, a couple of skilled fingers veer into me, I hissed. This was something completely new to me, someone touching me so intimately. His mouth sucked at the pulse of my neck, while his hand moved. I fisted the shirt on biceps and whimpered.

"I have dreamed of touching you, being inside you so many times. I feel like I know every inch of you already." I protested when he pulled his hand away. He lead me to my bedroom, hand clamped around my wrist. I would have been surprise he remember the layout of my home from his two times ever being there. But senses at this point had gone haywire. The room only had the slightest light coming from the window, I stood in front of him, his hand roped around me pulling at the zipper of the dress, causing it to pool at my feet. My arms instinctively, flew up to cover myself. Lear smiled and shook his head taking my hands away.

"Don't hid from me, ever." He resumed undressing me tracing each layer with his mouth. Peeling them away sending my body into shivers with every move. Once he was finished he place me onto the bed, a seductive smile grin flooded his face, as he stripped off his clothes.

"First, I want to take you fast and then I will take my sweet time with you." He stalked to her hovering over me, I gasped as I felt him against my core, the sensation was electric.

"Wait, Lear I have to tell you, I'm a-" I was cut short when he delivered a powerful thrust. A sharp cry attempt to fled my throat only to be collect by another kiss.

I jolted up for the dream, when I heard the cheering. I cursed to myself realizing I fell asleep before the third Rocky movie finished. I yawned and stretched my arms out, my hand making connect with something. A groan came from beside me. My hands flew to my mouth. I had forgot Colin had came with me. He fell asleep also, the popcorn and its bowl we started to eat was now on the floor, at some point we got a blanket resting over our laps. His blonde hair tussled, he was facing me with his cheek pressed against the couch. A wave of goosebumps trailed over me. Until recently there was hardly any member of the opposite sex this close. I pushed my glasses up and unknowingly reach out to touch his face, he was quite attractive. He was nice and very easy to talk to. Colin had a smile that made me unravel and be at ease at the same time. He seemed like he genuinely liked me, but my experience with men began with a man who was in love with my relative.

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