Forever Emison

Endgame

    Alison pulled her head away slightly, then leaned her forehead against mine. We were both breathing heavily, eyes still closed. We were still holding each other and I could feel the heat from her touch spread everywhere on my body. I didn't want to let her go. Not now, not ever. She was mine.
    I lifted my head up and lightly kissed her nose. She opened her eyes and smiled at me, then wrapped her legs around me, pulling herself closer. I leaned back to get a good look at the beautiful girl in front of me. My eyes scanned over her body. I started at her lips, then went down to her chin, her neck, her chest, her stomach, then finally down to her core. My eyes slowly trailed back up her body until they met with her big blue eyes. She raised a single perfect eyebrow.
    "Like what you see?" she teased, giving me her signature Alison DiLaurentis smirk. She leaned in to my ear and whispered, "Because I know I do." I could feel her warm breath on my skin and it sent chills up my spine.
    She tilted her head down and left soft kisses all over my neck.  Her lips moved up, now pecking along my jaw line. I giggled lightly because her lips tickled my skin. She leaned back and smirked again, curling her hands around the bottom of my t-shirt. She she started to pull the fabric up, but stopped and raised both eyebrows, as if to ask for permission. I simply nodded, so she continued. She easily pulled my shirt off and tossed it onto the floor. Her eyes went everywhere, from my strong shoulders, to my prominant collar bone, to my black lacey bra, to my perfectly toned stomach.
    Her lips went right over my heart and left another trail of kisses. I wrapped my arms around her neck again and leaned backward onto my bed. She leaned with me, perfectly in sinc. The kisses continued, slowly going down my stomach. When she got to the waistline of my sweatpants, she looked up at me. "These are kind of in my way," she teased, rolling the fabric of my pants between her perfectly painted fingers.
    "You might want to do something about that," I said playfully. She smirked once again as she slowly pulled the sweatpants off my legs. She threw them on top of my shirt and continued her kisses, over my underwear. When she was almost at my core, I spread my legs open and lightly gripped the sheets, unaware of how far she was planning on taking this today.
    She pulled her dress up over her head and crawled over top of me, not quite touching me, just hovering. She lightly kissed my lips, holding herslef up on one hand while reaching the other down to fidget with the top of my underwear. Her hand slowly slipped under the material and she worked her way down. I spread my legs even more and I could feel her smile as we kissed.
    My breath hitched as her fingers gently entered my body. She used slow motions, curling her fingers inside me every time she pushed further in. My breathing was unsteady as we remained glued to each other's lips. The next thrust of her fingers was harder, which I wasn't prepared for, so a slight moan escaped my lips without my permission. Ali giggled, clearly entertained.
    Slowly, she pulled her fingers out of me and back outside the fabric of my underwear, while continuing to kiss me. I pulled away and rolled her over on her back. I started moving down her body when she grabbed my neck and pulled me back up to meet her eyes. "Emily?" she said playfully. "What makes you think I'm done?" She rolled me back over agressively before I could even respond.
    She moved herself down, her face now level with my center, and pulled off my underwear completely, tossing them onto the pile of our clothes. She pushed my legs as far apart as they could go, slowly leaned her head down, and licked one long time across the middle of my core. I pulled the sheets tighter into my fist and bit my lip really hard. She gently pushed her tongue inside me and I sucked in a huge breath. She pulled it out and giggled again. She slid it in again and again, making it go further every time, harder and faster with every motion. I didn't think she was ever going to stop. I didn't want her to. She continued for minutes without pausing for breath.
    When she finally stopped, she was gasping for air. And I definitely was, too. I opened my eyes and she was leaning over me. I pecked her softly on the lips, then she leaned up, kissed my forehead and layed down beside me. She barely kissed my shoulder then leaned her head against my arm. When I caught my breath, I sat up and looked at every inch of her beautiful body. I leaned over her now and lowered myself down to her ear.
    "Okay, Ali," I whispered hungrily. "Now it's your turn."