Chapter 14:
I looked at the clock as I headed for my next class. I was early, a little too early. I stopped at a snack machine grabbing some skittles before heading for class. As I was walking down the hallway something grabbed my arm and yanked me into a closet.
"What the!" I yelled. I was about to scream, but the person had their hand over my mouth. My back was against their chest and my heart was pounding. I knew it was a man.
"Shh..." the person said, still holding onto my mouth, but keeping me close to him.
"I needed to feel you... to touch you..." he said, "To kiss you..."
He placed his lips behind my ear and kissed me so softly there. It was familiar and so enticing. I didn't want it to stop.
"Mmm..." he said as his lips moved down my neck to my collarbone, "You smell so good." I closed my eyes, melting into him. I was trying to hold back a moan as he nibbled on my earlobe. He let go of my mouth and both of his arms went around my waist, massaging my stomach with his soft and familiar hands. They started at my belly button and rubbed up until they were just below my chest, and then he would rub them down and across my v*gina in between my legs. They would linger lightly on my core and the need in my body was so intense. I felt myself grinding against his m*nhood, instantly making him hard. The satisfaction of that was great, and I continued to do it, getting harder. He was making pleasure noises, and I heard myself moaning loudly as he slid my pants and underwear down to my knees, so that he could rub directly on my core. I knew I was wet as he rubbed my cl*t, making my knees go weak. I would have fallen if he hadn't been holding me up.
Yes, I know your probably thinking what the heck am I doing. I don't even know this guy. But I knew that I did know him. His kisses were so familiar. I had had them before.
I moaned as I felt two fingers inside of me. Dipping into my hot, wet inside. I bit my lip as I felt them thrust in and out of me, making me more wet. And then he added a third finger. I gasped at the intensity of his thrusting. My hand went down by his hand that was currently inside of me, and I held onto his hand as I added my finger to his inside of me. I made him start thrusting faster, dipping my finger inside of me quicker to encourage him to do so. The feeling of four fingers driving deeper inside of me quickly brought me to a cl*max. I moaned loudly as I cl*maxed. The org*sm was strong and I felt my knees start to give out as he removed his fingers from me. He grabbed me around the waist and held me up as my entire body tingled and throbbed. When the org*sm was over he spun me around so I was chest to chest with him. My pants were still on the floor and I had my arms around his neck, holding myself up as he pulled his pants off. He backed me up so that my back was pressed against the wall. He then picked me up so his er*ction was pressed against my opening, teasing me as he rubbed it against me but didn't put it in. I started thrusting my hips at him and he slowly pushed inside of me, although I was wet enough it went straight in. His member was inside of me as I wrapped my legs around his waist, keeping it there. He started thrusting and leaned forward and pressed his lips to mine for the first time. As his soft lips overpowered mine, I realized who he was. I screamed, pushing his chest and jumping down so that his member slid out of me. I lunged for the light switch by the door, flicking it on and turning around to see Damon. He was just standing there staring at me with a face full of regret.
"Why can't you let go of your pride?" he said to me, "You know that you still love me, and that you always will." I screamed again as he started walking towards me. "Just give up, Monica, be with me," Damon said, the passion clear on his face. Then I felt myself falling. My head throbbed and I could feel tears streaming down my face.
And then I woke up.
"Monica, Monica," Cassidy said, shaking me, trying to wake me up. I opened my eyes; I was lying on the hard cold floor, screaming. That dream just felt so real.
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Second Chance At Love
RomanceMonica Alvarez is a happy, spunky, artsy, young adult, just starting her life. Everything is wonderful, love is in the air, and she can't imagine life any other way. Then the inevitable happens; a huge tragedy strikes, changing her life as she knows...