WARNING: this chapter contains smut!
• Eliza •
I officially win the "worst girlfriend of the year" award.
Ever since I had to bring Alex to the hospital, I've been texting Maria in my free time. While he's been asleep, while I've been in the waiting room, while John and I were at the library. You name it, the only times I wasn't texting her was when I was talking to Alex.
After I took John back to the hospital, I decided to go home since it was getting late. John stayed with Alex so that he'd have company when he woke up. I drove home in silence, with no music on or anything.
About halfway to my house, I got a call from none other than Maria. I picked my phone up quickly, then hesitated for a moment. Should I do this?
I answered the call, pushing my hesitation away.
"Hello?" I said softly, putting the phone to my ear.
"Hey, Liza. Do you maybe wanna come over? Everyone's out of town for the next few days so we could do something if you want..." she said. I could hear the lust in her voice as she spoke, and I'll be honest here... I loved it. I felt a warm feeling rise in me and I nodded, knowing fully well she couldn't see it.
"Yeah. I'll be there in 5. I can't wait to see you." I mumbled happily. We said our goodbyes and I ended the call, speeding up so I could get to her place a little faster, feeling hotter as I thought of everything she was implying.
As soon as I knocked on her door, she opened it and pulled me into a deep and passionate kiss. I couldn't help but kiss back.
With Alex in the hospital, I couldn't really kiss him much. He was so out of it and I could tell that covering him with kisses and love wasn't something he wanted at the time. I loved being kissed and kissing him back, so I had been feeling deprived. It's no surprise I was so eager to kiss Maria back.
We stumbled around her house until we finally reached her bedroom, both of us already half undressed by the time we got there.
"You're so beautiful." She panted as we finished undressing, leaving both of us only in our bras and underwear.
"And you're absolutely gorgeous." I said, tangling my fingers in her hair and we kissed deeply once more. We fell onto her bed kissing as I ran my hands down her sides, then came back up to unclip her bra. She did the same to me, and I moaned softly in anticipation.
She rubbed her thighs together in need and began to grind against me, and I did the same. The heat and friction between us was electrifying, and all my worries were pushed out of my mind as she kissed me and her hands roamed across my uncovered chest.
Slowly, her hands moved to the waistband of my underwear and pulled them off gently. I continued to grind against her, feeling needier and needier as she teased me.
She started to French kiss me, distracting me while she started to touch me. I moaned against her mouth, feeling the fuzzy sensation come over my body.
"God, Eliza, you're so fucking hot when you moan like that." She mumbled, moving her fingers faster in and out of me, rubbing me in the best possible way. She did the same to herself with her other hand and after a few more minutes, I felt a coil in my stomach begin to form.
She moaned over and over as we kept grinding against each other while she moved in and out on both of us.
"M-Maria, I'm about to.." I started, feeling the coil grow inside me.
"I know, just— I know." She said, and releasing one more moan that was dripping with pleasure, we both came, wrapping everything up with a deep kiss.
"Wow." I mumbled, looking at how gorgeous Maria looked. Even covered in sweat and other substances, she was smiling and looking prettier than ever. She blushed and laid down next to me, her eyes dropping in exhaustion.
I could feel myself becoming more and more tired, so I let myself fall asleep in her arms, content for the first time in days.
*time skip to the next morning*
I woke up next to Maria, who was holding her phone in her hand as she checked Instagram, her other arm still wrapped around me. I rolled over and kissed her cheek, reaching to the floor to grab my phone, which had been in the pocket of the jeans that I'd abandoned last night. I blushed as I recalled everything that happened, but my face went pale as soon as I checked my phone.
19 missed calls from Angelica
213 texts from Angelica
16 missed calls from Peggy
173 texts from Peggy
3 missed calls from Alex
29 texts from Alex
7 missed calls from John
114 texts from John
I'm so screwed. I checked my voicemail, where tons of calls sat, waiting to be listened to. Many of them were Angie, Peggy and John asking where I was. I guess John asked them if I'd gotten home safely and I never even came home. Oh God. Alex's calls sounded worried and exhausted, and I assumed he fell asleep again after sending all the messages.
I sat up suddenly. Alex. Maria looked up at me with a concerned look and I waved her off, trying to fight the demons inside my head. Alex was going to find out because of this, I know it. This needs to stay a secret.
"Are you okay?" She asked me. I nodded and started to get dressed, but realized that because many of our clothes had been thrown all over the bed last night, they were all gross and covered in stuff.
"Do you have some clothes I could borrow?" I asked hopefully. Maria nodded and kissed me softly before going to grab some for me, and I sat alone on the bed, contemplating what I was going to do about this whole situation.
"Thank you, babe." I said when she came back. I went to the bathroom to change, making sure I had my phone with me just in case someone called.
I retreated from the bathroom in a long red shirt and black leggings, feeling much more comfortable. The only problem was, I was wearing light jeans and a dark grey top last night and someone will be bound to notice my change in clothes.
"Hey, I'm sorry but I have to leave. I'll see you soon though?" I said, watching Maria as she too got dressed. She nodded and jogged over to kiss me goodbye, then I left, driving to my house where I was sure there would be hell to pay.
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