Wickedness Of A Child (Emison)

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I threw her up against the cold wall next to the door that led into the building and lifted her up, using my hands as support for when she swept her bare legs around my lumpar spine. Our lips were attached and saliva were mixed as we fought for dominance. Alison got a rough hold of the collar of my jacket and used it to pull me closer.

''Em..'' Alison moaned and forces us to break apart. I panted and looked at her impatiently. ''Spend the night with me.'' She whispered and ran a hand through my hair. I smirked and nodded.

''Where do you prefer?'' I questioned. I leaned back in and teased with the tip of my tongue on her earlobe. I knew she was weak for it.

''God..'' Alison groaned in pleasure. ''Uh.. Fuck. I can't even talk when you do that.'' She managed to say after I had stopped.

''Am I making you wet, Ms. Dilaurentis?'' I teased her and couldn't stop myself from pressing a knee right into her center. Her eyes widen as I hit her core and as I slowly made gentle movements against her, she closed her eyes and let her mouth fall open. It was such a turn on to know that only using a knee almost caused her to orgasm.

''If we weren't in such a bad place, I'd let you fuck me right here.'' Alison squealed out while she held a tight grip on my jacket to not collapse on the floor in pure lust.

''Ouch.'' I breathed out while grinning. ''Then why don't you?''

Alison's eyes shot open. ''Why don't I what?''

I chuckled and leaned in to whisper; ''Let me fuck you.''

''Emily..'' Alison gasped quietly. Her focus lowered to her hands. ''Not here. I'm not comfortable with having sex out in the cold.''

My smirk faded into a smile. I grabbed her fumbling hands and held them loosely. ''Then we won't. I'm not going to force you to do anything.'' I explained and kissed her knuckles. ''How about I show you my substandard bedroom instead?''

Alison looked gratefully at me and nodded shyly. ''But what about your mom?''

''What about her?''

''Isn't she going to wonder who I am? What do I even tell her?'' Alison began to sound a little freaked out. She even started to pedal like a nervous child.

I shrugged and thought about it. ''Well there isn't much you can be honest about. Everything about us is wrong, according to the law.''

Alison rolled her eyes and folded her arms. ''Thank you for making me feel like I'm forty.''

''But.'' I bursted out laughing as I thought about it. ''Sorry.. I couldn't help it.''

Alison gasped and slapped me across the arm right before sending me an offended look. ''You're so not helping!''

''Sorry.'' I calmed down and collected myself. ''How about we lower your age to somewhere around eighteen and say that we met at the school, which is true, but we met in class as classmates in.. english.'' I was surprised how wisely that came out. It probably sounded like I had practiced it for weeks.

Alison just stared at me, like she had lost contact with earth. ''Uh.. Sure.'' She simply replied.

''Wait. Did you just agree to my suggestion?'' I shockingly asked.

''I'm willing to try. But if it doesn't work out then I'm blaming you for this.'' Alison remarked and pointed her finger at me. ''You're putting me in a risk here.''

''True. But haven't I done that since the day we met? You haven't complained so far.'' I pointed out and let go of her hands. I grabbed the handle to the heavy metal door and used much power to yank it open. ''Ladies first.'' I said and motioned for Alison to go first.