Is it love: Peter Bartholy

Chapter 13 Part 1 - Peter Pov

Peter Pov

"You okay?"

My voice called out as I half heartedly looking around the room. The room definitely matched. the colors black and white was the only thing that littered the room like some checkerboard. Definitely her room.

Dorothy - "Just a second!"

Dorothy's voice echoed behind her closed bathroom door. Since we met, I had spent every afternoon after school at her place. Mostly practicing but also trying to get to know her. So after nearly 15 minutes of waiting, I knew something was wrong.

Had she gotten sick or something? The idea of vomit made my body cringe. Heightened sense of smelling isn't always a good thing.

"I'll just leave. I'll come back another time."

Just as I'm about to head out the door, the bathroom door swing open. Casting a backwards glance I saw Dorothy come out, wearing nothing but a matching black lace bra and panties. Her blond and black hair cascading down her exposed skin.

Dorothy - "Really? Without getting what you came for first?"

She purred as she sultried up to me letting me take in her beautiful form. The black streaks highlighted her petite form.

"I don't know what you're talking about.. I thought you wanted to practice that piano piece."

I protested before she leaned into my ear. Her hands caressing my hair.

Dorothy - "Oh, we can still practice, Peter. Let me give you some of that fast, rough, toeing curling sex action that only I know how to give."

Her sultry whisper and strong scent of jasmine was overwhelmingly potent making it increasingly hard to hold focus. My mind and body clashed a war making my voice come out as a low murmur.

"Dorothy..."

Dorothy - "Don't you like what you see?"

Dorothy batted with her green doe like eyes up at me. A sweetened smile on her face formed while she gently traced her fingers down my jawline and down to my chest. Her hips ground themselves up against mine, feeling the growth of my member with their movements.

When she tried to arched herself into me, I went for a simple kiss. She stopped halfway, biting my lower lip. Gently tugging with her teeth, I felt the fabric of her bra slide between our pressed chests. The scent of arousal hung heavy in the air.

It was impossible for me to think straight. At one point a warning voice went off but it was just as quickly forgotten, drowned somewhere in my lust-hazed mind. My hands traced her bare skin around her stomach making her slightly gasp and moan. A growl emanated from me when she started tracing my growing member through the lining of my pants. The lust pouring out of her purring voice as she gave me a lustful look.

Dorothy - "No need to be shy with me Peter. I'm not some prude girl ."

She winked and I felt my blood suddenly began to boil.

Snatching the hand that was trying to sneak its way down my pants, I forced her up against the wall. Holding her hand above her head I eyes her for every detail. Her eyes had widen in surprise but quickly submitted to my gaze. Even this close the strong scent of jasmine was enough to make my nose wrinkle.

I could feel her half naked body give off a shiver as I sandwiching her against the wall. I pressed my lips against her ear. I felt her breathing change to a submissive pant when my other hand started gliding down her almost naked frame.

"You want me to play with your body?"

I cooed and closed my eyes. Focusing only on her even heartbeat, I started whispering sweet nothing into her ear. Her body relaxing to the sound of my voice.

"I know how to make those goosebumps appear on your neck. How to make your heart pounding so hard you feel like you'll burst. I'd start with a kiss... a slow.... deep..... kiss. Then I'd place them slowly down your neck. My tongue tasting your skin....as I go down from your lips.... to your chest... to your stomach... all the way til I reach that little laced thing that your wearing. "

She moaned as my fingers slide on inside of laced panties feeling the slickness of her folds. Her body winced, when I pulled away I grabbed her chin, locking her eyes with mine.

"You're mine."

Before she could make a remark, I forced my lips onto hers. My kiss was rough and she moan immediately bending to my every demand. Closing my eyes, the lustful haze resurfaced once again clouding my thoughts. It wasn't long before she was writhing in pleasure and I found myself making my way down to her neck. My nose stopped me when the sting of jasmine became too strong to ignore so I pulled away.

Dorothy - "Oh,Pet-"

She winced as pulled away. Her breathing was ragged making her voice sound more like a cats meow in heat, just slightly more annoying.

"Shh. Be quiet."

I pressed my wettened fingers against her lips, forcing her into silence. Before she had a chance to open her mouth again I turned her around, unzipped and took her.

My history might not be as long as Drogos but.... How was this supposed to be ANY different from any other girl? I watched Dorothy passed out form, it didn't take long. Trying to see if I could replicate the same feeling that I had when I had watched Zeva. Then again I hadn't really been with Zeva in this sense. Wonder if she is a moaner or screamer.... Fuck! Now I was thinking about Zeva again. Racking my hand through my hair I tugged at my roots. I hated this. I hated how they made me feel. But worse, I hate how I couldn't have her!

Just then my phone vibrated with a text from Drogo asking me to pick up Lorie stating he was otherwise detained. Rolling my eyes, but glade for the distraction i quickly typed that I had it. Grabbing my backpack, I headed off not even bothering to wake Dorothy.

My mood had not improved much until I walked into Lories school. Her bouncing pink hair was hard to miss.That and the fact that she immediately landed into my arms.

Lorie - "Peter! what you doing here? Today is Drogos day to get me!"

"Ouch!"

I feign hurt and she giggles hysterically when she wrapped her arms around me for a hug. Taking a small sniff of me, I felt her body stiffened in my arms and her hazel eyes took on a slight reddish hue.

Lorie - "Ew!"

Her nose scrunched up and she wiggled to get out. Letting her down I gave her a disappointed look.

"Lorie."

Lorie - "I don't like it!"

The red hue faded immediately as she stomped her foot letting out her frustration. I sigh without even arguing, picking up her backpack.

"Common lets go."

All the way home Lorie didn't stop giving me the stink eye.

Lorie - "I don't like it! You reek!"

"You don't like any girls. But She's the doppelganger, we will eventually learn how to cope."

I defended measly. I didn't care and she knew it. Of Course Dorothy reminded me of Lisabeth,she was supposed to. That was the whole doppelganger effect. I was meant to see her staring back at me. And eventually she would be, in a sense anyway, according to Nicolae. Leave it to a five year old to keep nailing the one problem right on the head.

Lorie - "Why would you die when she doesn't even deserve you?"

"Lorie, would you stop it, please?"

I hissed as we silently entered the mansion. I tried to not let The faint scent of spring flowers and vanilla entice me but my eyes inadvertently wondered up the staircase all the same.

"Here, I'll take you out back so we can play."

I plastered on a fake smile and tried to usher Lorie towards the back porch. Dodging me like a professional, Lorie spins around on her heels and faces me, her eyes bright with enthusiasm.

Lorie - "How about we play with Zeva!"

Her name shoots through me like a piercing arrow, making my stomach lurch.

"No!"