Before The Now

before

            Warning. There are some steamy romance scenes this entire chapter. It is relatively important to understand the next chapter, but it isn't mandatory. Read at your own risk. ;)

              I'm crying laughing at the end of this movie. Antonio is a little bit drunk, and so am I. We popped the tab on those quite a few times. I really like him. Like, love, like him. I grab his arm and shake  him. He looks over at me, smirking in a way I haven't seen.
              "Yes?" He slurs together the word, making it sound more like the letter s.
              "Do you want to stay over tonight?" He smiles and leans back into the couch. He faces the ceiling.
              "Ye-hic-p." I grin lazily at him. I grab his arm and stand up.
              "Come on..." I drag him upright, then walk him to my stairs. He is leaning on me heavily. Thoughts creep into my mind, and I don't push them away. I welcome them.
               Antonio looks up the stairs, and then princess-style lifts me up, and runs up them. I yelp at his touch, but laugh when we reach the top floor.
               "Where's your room?" He cocks his head to the side and grins like a maniac. I point to the grey door straight ahead. He grabs my arm and pulls me into my room. He throws me over to my bed. I flop onto it. He jumps onto my bed next to me.
               "So," he looks right at me, "what do you want to do?" I laugh, and plaster the most stupid looking smile onto my face. He smiles too.
               "Well, I'm not wasting a minute of my time with you." He stands up and takes off his shorts. He slides his shirt over his head, revealing his abs. My jaw drops when I see them. He lies back down, on top of me. He slides his hands under my dress, removing it from me. I push him up, and get on top of him. Antonio's eyes goes frantic.
               "What are you..." He looks me in the eyes as I grab his boxers at the hem. His hands slide up to my bra, where he unclasps the hook. It slides off of my arms, onto the floor. I push his boxers down. He looks at me, and then grabs for my, well, thong. I look him in his eyes, and silently ask him a question with them. I slide his boxer  down enough so that I can see that he is hard. He grits his teeth as I grab him. He pulls off my thong and flips me under him. He positions himself through me, and I scream when he enters me.
                 "Oh my God, are you okay? I'm sorry. Your really, um, tight." I look at him and nod, and he glances me over.
                 "I'm fine. It's been a...ooooohhhhhhhh... long time. Can I call you, um, like, my, umm...daddy?"
                  He looks at me and nods. He groans as he gets harder. He decides to continue.
                  He pulls out and tries again. I moan lightly, and rake my fingers down his back. He groans as I leave marks, and I pull back. He positions himself again, and thrusts deep into me. I scream. He tries to pull out but I hold him down, and I clench my body tighter.
                 "Just...stay...." My voice is labored. He nods at me, and then pushes back, more into me. I moan, and he knows that I am wet. He groans.
                 "Babe, I don't want to, you know, inside you." I tell him to shut up.
                 "Fine. Can I ask another question?" I nod and try not to move. In fact, I can't move.
                 "Can I taste you?"
                 "Yes." I nod at him encouragingly, and he pulls out of me and climbs down. I feel his tongue kiss my inner thighs. I moan loudly when I feel his tongue has found a taste in me. He sits there for a while, guiding my hands through his hair. He sucks my body dry. I groan as he moves back up. While he's moving, I slide down. I grab his throbbing part. I gently suck on it, slowly getting the whole thing in my mouth, down my throat. I gag. It's really, really, well, long. He groans and grabs my breast. He pulls me up to his face, and pushes his hand into me. His fingers slide in so far. I yelp. I pull his face close to me, and kiss him. He slides in and out. I whisper to him that I can't move. He pulls his fingers out, and crams inside me. Hard. I moan out loud. Very loud. He releases in me and groans loud.
                    Antonio flips over. As his breathing levels out, I lay against him. His arm goes around me as I curl into him. I whisper goodnight. There is no respond.