Wanting Her

Chapter 15

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After weeks away from her, seeing her from afar, I couldn't stand the distance anymore. Seeing her near me yet so far away. Seeing her but can't touch her.

It's hell is what I'm feeling.

Not giving her any chance to even react, I pull her hand in the broom closet. Wanting to stop this bullshit once and for all. I want her attention on me. All of her on me. I would beg her if she won't. I would surpass over everything just to be near her.

I know, pathetic. But when it comes to her, I'm not.

I can't get away from her.

I know all too well that I can't.

I could still feel the sweetness of her. The softness of her against me. I'm still hard from just kissing her. I feel my cock is straining against my jeans. Wanting to find some relief only Lana could fulfil. Now that I have a taste of her. I am fucking certain I will never let her go.

She's mine.

I'm still in the closet from where she left me. When she was pressed against me, she fits perfectly with my body. Like she's mine. Like she's made perfectly for me. Only for me.

Her curvaceous body is what's driving me insane. I fight against my own will to pressed my lower body to hers. I don't want to frightened her. She's so untainted and innocent. Her breast. God, her breast. It's so soft and I have the urge to nuzzle her there. Licking, kissing and sucking her skin there is top on my list. I bet she's delicious. Even her neck is delicious.

I miss her appealing scents. Her scents is so womanly I find myself thirsting for it. She smells like apple and jasmine. Hmm, it's so calm to even smell her. I want to engulf in her scents and stay there forever. Her beautiful hooded green eyes staring back at me. Without her noticing, her eyes and body are showing everything of her unspoken desire.

Desire for me.

She wanted me just as much as I want her.

Maybe I am more than her.

I groan remembering my short time with her. I want more time. I need more.

I need more of her.

I certainly spot a semi when I held her close. It gets harder when her soft body is pressed against me. I get a full hard on when we're kissing. Kissing her. Her full pink lips swollen from my kiss. It was a sight I'll capture forever. She is a full on sight for my sore eyes. Her moans. Fuck, I feel like a fucking god when I hear her moan. Her moans turn me on more than anything.

It fucking makes me happy when she is affected by me just how I am with her. I smiled widely when I remember her trying to resist me. It's really an effortless effort. Not even a seconds, she falls into my arms. She finally let go of the resistance and fucking get into the temptation. She can't get away from my grasp. She never can get away.

Because she's mine.

She's fucking mine.

Mine to own.

Because she owns me from the day I first lay my eyes on her.

***

This cannot be happening. I can't believe it.

Ethan just kissed me. My first kiss. It's not really my first kiss though. I've kissed a boy when I was in the elementary school. But it's nothing like this.

Nothing like how Ethan kissed me.

He kissed me like he can't get enough. He kissed me like he's an animal starving and devouring its meal. He's the predator and I'm its prey.

He kissed me like ... like I'm his.

I just got back from hanging out from hanging out with Em, really that girl, she just wants to know everything. And I did. Including that delicious kiss, I've encountered. I blushed full face. I have the urge to crawl out of that place and go back home to my bed. I crunched my face with Em's question.

"So, is it good, good?" Em asked. She snickers at me. Her face tells me I-know-it's-good-but-you-better-tells-me look.

Bitch.

"Well, it's okay. He's okay." I'm looking anywhere but her.

Her eyes could kill okay. You could fall deeply into it and tell her you dirty little secrets. That's why it's hard for me to keep the secrets off of her. She's a fucking witch I told you.

"Okay? Really Lay? That's all you've got? I bet even his kiss is heavenly." She says with a dreamy sigh.

I laugh a little when I think about it. Yeah his kiss is beyond everything. That I'm sure of. Like a fucking king and I'm his queen. Everything cease to exist anymore when he holds me close. Everything just vanished and it's just me and him.

He's that good.

He's great actually.

Super super great.

I can't get enough.

But the bitch is not satisfied with my answer. She slaps my arm, "Answer my fucking question, Lay. I got all excited here and you shit smiling there."

"He's great, Em. Fucking great. I might drop my panties here and there if I don't remember meeting you!" I whisper-shouted. Irate she still wants to know when I've tell her everything.

After everything, this is how she repay me?

A little bit drama there, but I learn from the best.

"Geez, sorry I cock-blocked you." The bitch isn't feeling guilty at all. She smiles widely, full-on teeth.

"You look like a clown. Stop smiling."

"Why, my bestfriend is finally free from being a virgin. At least for kissing. And with Ethan. Ethan fucking King. Any girls would kill just to get a taste off that sweet butt."

What. Ew? I wouldn't say he's sweet. Because he's hard all over. He's not massive but he's pretty huge with his size. And fucking tall. I'm not a short girl myself, I'm pretty tall with my 5'8. My neck will still have to strained to look up at him. Maybe he's 6'5. I've never realized how fucking tall he is until today. My neck hurts. And he's all muscles. I am sure I wouldn't say sweet.

Masculine, rugged and dark mysterious.

That he is.