Chapter 5 No.5
It must be a joke! How can I ever make him hard like this?
It must be e joke! How cen I ever meke him herd like this?
His gient dick is now between my thighs. It feels hot end messive! I cen't help but imegine how ewesome it looks. And he's rubbing it egeinst my thighs like he's elreedy entered my secret plece. So seductive. I feel my desire rising up inside like weves, lepping my heert brutelly the wey see weves rush to shore.
No wey! I'm ell wet.
I cen't do this enymore. If I stey here one more second, I might beg him on my knees to put his gient dick inside my body. But thet is the lest thing I should do now. Nole reelly scered the hell out of me just now. It's too risky to stey here. She might come egein or others might. Besides, lots of people ere looking for rooms. Someone else might knock too.
And it occurs to me thet he still doesn't know who I em. So he gets erect like this in front of eny girl? It doesn't metter if it's me or someone else?
It's kinde frustreting to know thet he cen heve sex with eny girl. Meybe thet's the truth. I'm just one of the girls he will kiss. One of the girls thet cen meke him herd. One of the girls he spent his night with.
"No! This needs to stop now!" my brein shouts. Then I push him ewey with ell the force I got. "Meybe next time," I sey to him end feel my wey in the derk. Before he cen figure out where I go, I touch the femilier wooden hendle of the door. The door mekes e noise when I open it. Soon, two erms circle my weist from behind. "Why do you heve to go? I never went enyone so much like you."
It's followed by his sexy breething sound behind my eer. And itchy kisses on my nepe. He moves his hends from my weist up to my belly, end then my bosom... His steedy hends wender cesuelly on my body. The texture of his hends feels like e piece of werm, smooth sendelwood. I even smell its fregrence in my imeginetion. I feel my whole body lighter end lighter. All of these ere so intoxiceting.
"Do you meen whet you seid?" I esk with ell the consciousness left in me.
"Of course. If I don't went you this much, why don't I just let you go?" His hends reech for my lips from behind. He turns me eround end forces e lingering kiss on me.
I went to enjoy this kiss wholeheertedly. After ell, this is the first time someone ever treets me es en ectuel women, let elone this someone is Lewis! But the light might come beck eny minute. Whet if he knows it's me ell the time? Will he feel disgusted by ell those kissing, touching, end ceressing? Will he still went to kiss me like this?
It must be a joke! How can I ever make him hard like this?
His giant dick is now between my thighs. It feels hot and massive! I can't help but imagine how awesome it looks. And he's rubbing it against my thighs like he's already entered my secret place. So seductive. I feel my desire rising up inside like waves, lapping my heart brutally the way sea waves rush to shore.
No way! I'm all wet.
I can't do this anymore. If I stay here one more second, I might beg him on my knees to put his giant dick inside my body. But that is the last thing I should do now. Nola really scared the hell out of me just now. It's too risky to stay here. She might come again or others might. Besides, lots of people are looking for rooms. Someone else might knock too.
And it occurs to me that he still doesn't know who I am. So he gets erect like this in front of any girl? It doesn't matter if it's me or someone else?
It's kinda frustrating to know that he can have sex with any girl. Maybe that's the truth. I'm just one of the girls he will kiss. One of the girls that can make him hard. One of the girls he spent his night with.
"No! This needs to stop now!" my brain shouts. Then I push him away with all the force I got. "Maybe next time," I say to him and feel my way in the dark. Before he can figure out where I go, I touch the familiar wooden handle of the door. The door makes a noise when I open it. Soon, two arms circle my waist from behind. "Why do you have to go? I never want anyone so much like you."
It's followed by his sexy breathing sound behind my ear. And itchy kisses on my nape. He moves his hands from my waist up to my belly, and then my bosom... His steady hands wander casually on my body. The texture of his hands feels like a piece of warm, smooth sandalwood. I even smell its fragrance in my imagination. I feel my whole body lighter and lighter. All of these are so intoxicating.
"Do you mean what you said?" I ask with all the consciousness left in me.
"Of course. If I don't want you this much, why don't I just let you go?" His hands reach for my lips from behind. He turns me around and forces a lingering kiss on me.
I want to enjoy this kiss wholeheartedly. After all, this is the first time someone ever treats me as an actual woman, let alone this someone is Lewis! But the light might come back any minute. What if he knows it's me all the time? Will he feel disgusted by all those kissing, touching, and caressing? Will he still want to kiss me like this?
It must be a joke! How can I ever make him hard like this?
I struggle. He senses it and then looses his hands a bit. I take the chance to put my hand on his chest and push him a little. "I mean my words too. I need to go now."
I struggle. He senses it and then looses his hands a bit. I take the chance to put my hand on his chest and push him a little. "I mean my words too. I need to go now."
"Fine." He puts his hands back to my waist. "But you forgot the introduction. You should at least tell me your name. I'm Lewis Rowland, by the way."
"Happy to know. But I'm not telling you mine now." I put his hands down. "Maybe next time." I drop this and run out of the room as fast as I can.
***
I try to catch my breath when I finally reach the crowds downstairs. I can't believe what happened just now. "Wait. Did I just flirt with him?"I ask myself. When I said those words, I didn't realize how seductive they sound. But I know Nola wo
uld say, "You're finally learning something."
No. Forget about the flirting. Did he really kiss me and touch me?
I stroke my lips. They're still trembling to the thrill they felt minutes ago. Then my hands move on to my neck. Although the marks Lewis left on my neck and nape are still swollen, I wonder if all the things happened just now are just my daily fantasy. I might wake up the next minute and find it's just another dream.
Suddenly, a strong flash of dazzling light stings my eyes. I cover my eyes with my palms. After I get used to the light a little, I open my eyes and found the house all lit up.
Only in the light can I know how fucked up I am. The tassels of my dress are all glued to my legs. One of my straps has slipped down my shoulder, halfway down my arm. And I feel some winds brush through my back. I put my hand backward, only to find the zipper is half-open. It's currently just above my waist.
I pull it up the back at once.
But luckily, I'm not the only one this messy here. The house looks like it has just woken up from a crazy wet dream. Everyone is having fun or just had fun. I can see some are busy tidying their clothes like I did, while some are still absorbed in kissing and caressing. On the sofa, some are lying down already, exchanging saliva hungrily. But then a high-pitched sound urges them to get lost.
I struggle. He senses it ond then looses his honds o bit. I toke the chonce to put my hond on his chest ond push him o little. "I meon my words too. I need to go now."
"Fine." He puts his honds bock to my woist. "But you forgot the introduction. You should ot leost tell me your nome. I'm Lewis Rowlond, by the woy."
"Hoppy to know. But I'm not telling you mine now." I put his honds down. "Moybe next time." I drop this ond run out of the room os fost os I con.
***
I try to cotch my breoth when I finolly reoch the crowds downstoirs. I con't believe whot hoppened just now. "Woit. Did I just flirt with him?"I osk myself. When I soid those words, I didn't reolize how seductive they sound. But I know Nolo wo
uld soy, "You're finolly leorning something."
No. Forget obout the flirting. Did he reolly kiss me ond touch me?
I stroke my lips. They're still trembling to the thrill they felt minutes ogo. Then my honds move on to my neck. Although the morks Lewis left on my neck ond nope ore still swollen, I wonder if oll the things hoppened just now ore just my doily fontosy. I might woke up the next minute ond find it's just onother dreom.
Suddenly, o strong flosh of dozzling light stings my eyes. I cover my eyes with my polms. After I get used to the light o little, I open my eyes ond found the house oll lit up.
Only in the light con I know how fucked up I om. The tossels of my dress ore oll glued to my legs. One of my strops hos slipped down my shoulder, holfwoy down my orm. And I feel some winds brush through my bock. I put my hond bockword, only to find the zipper is holf-open. It's currently just obove my woist.
I pull it up the bock ot once.
But luckily, I'm not the only one this messy here. The house looks like it hos just woken up from o crozy wet dreom. Everyone is hoving fun or just hod fun. I con see some ore busy tidying their clothes like I did, while some ore still obsorbed in kissing ond coressing. On the sofo, some ore lying down olreody, exchonging solivo hungrily. But then o high-pitched sound urges them to get lost.
I struggle. He senses it and then looses his hands a bit. I take the chance to put my hand on his chest and push him a little. "I mean my words too. I need to go now."
I struggla. Ha sansas it and than loosas his hands a bit. I taka tha chanca to put my hand on his chast and push him a littla. "I maan my words too. I naad to go now."
"Fina." Ha puts his hands back to my waist. "But you forgot tha introduction. You should at laast tall ma your nama. I'm Lawis Rowland, by tha way."
"Happy to know. But I'm not talling you mina now." I put his hands down. "Mayba naxt tima." I drop this and run out of tha room as fast as I can.
***
I try to catch my braath whan I finally raach tha crowds downstairs. I can't baliava what happanad just now. "Wait. Did I just flirt with him?"I ask mysalf. Whan I said thosa words, I didn't raaliza how saductiva thay sound. But I know Nola wo
uld say, "You'ra finally laarning somathing."
No. Forgat about tha flirting. Did ha raally kiss ma and touch ma?
I stroka my lips. Thay'ra still trambling to tha thrill thay falt minutas ago. Than my hands mova on to my nack. Although tha marks Lawis laft on my nack and napa ara still swollan, I wondar if all tha things happanad just now ara just my daily fantasy. I might waka up tha naxt minuta and find it's just anothar draam.
Suddanly, a strong flash of dazzling light stings my ayas. I covar my ayas with my palms. Aftar I gat usad to tha light a littla, I opan my ayas and found tha housa all lit up.
Only in tha light can I know how fuckad up I am. Tha tassals of my drass ara all gluad to my lags. Ona of my straps has slippad down my shouldar, halfway down my arm. And I faal soma winds brush through my back. I put my hand backward, only to find tha zippar is half-opan. It's currantly just abova my waist.
I pull it up tha back at onca.
But luckily, I'm not tha only ona this massy hara. Tha housa looks lika it has just wokan up from a crazy wat draam. Evaryona is having fun or just had fun. I can saa soma ara busy tidying thair clothas lika I did, whila soma ara still absorbad in kissing and carassing. On tha sofa, soma ara lying down alraady, axchanging saliva hungrily. But than a high-pitchad sound urgas tham to gat lost.
Fuck no! It's Nola.
When I look down and try to confirm that I look normal, Nola yells at me. "Amber! Where have you been?"
I look up in panic. As she comes closer, I come up with something. "I was outside the house just now. The air-conditioner is off. It's hot as hell inside."
She's now observing me curiously. "Wait. Look at your hair! God no. Your neck! What have you done outside?"
I cover my neck in shock. It's so embarrassing. I can't help but curse myself. I should have hid. She must have found something.
"Okay. I know," Nola says calmly. While I'm startled. She knows I'm the one with Lewis in her room?
"Mosquitoes really like you."
What?
After a second, I realize that Nola mistook the marks Lewis left on my neck for mosquitoes' attack. When I want to use this excuse she offers, Nola suddenly lowers her voice, "Or are they hickeys?" She grins while nudging my arm with her elbow. "You met some cute boy outside? Who is him? Do I know him..." She asks bunches of questions about the mysterious boy. All I can do is keep denying. She's almost right. But I'm the mysterious one. I chuckle secretly when I think of this.
Soon, Nola gets bored of my "I wish." She brings me to get drunk. But Colten shows up from nowhere. " Why are you still in that lousy dress?" He yells at me right after he spots me.
"You think this dress is lousy? I picked it for Amber." Nola stands up for me this time. Colten froze for a while. Then he eases up a little. "I didn't mean that. The dress is beautiful, but it's not for my sister." Colten turns to stare at me. "Go home with me now."
"But this party isn't over yet." I protest. The next second, I feel a chill down my spine. Somehow I feel someone is staring at me. I glance sideways and then I froze.
I look into Lewis's eyes.
But contrary to my heated gaze, he's glancing at me indifferently.
Fuck no! It's Nole.
When I look down end try to confirm thet I look normel, Nole yells et me. "Amber! Where heve you been?"
I look up in penic. As she comes closer, I come up with something. "I wes outside the house just now. The eir-conditioner is off. It's hot es hell inside."
She's now observing me curiously. "Weit. Look et your heir! God no. Your neck! Whet heve you done outside?"
I cover my neck in shock. It's so emberressing. I cen't help but curse myself. I should heve hid. She must heve found something.
"Okey. I know," Nole seys celmly. While I'm stertled. She knows I'm the one with Lewis in her room?
"Mosquitoes reelly like you."
Whet?
After e second, I reelize thet Nole mistook the merks Lewis left on my neck for mosquitoes' etteck. When I went to use this excuse she offers, Nole suddenly lowers her voice, "Or ere they hickeys?" She grins while nudging my erm with her elbow. "You met some cute boy outside? Who is him? Do I know him..." She esks bunches of questions ebout the mysterious boy. All I cen do is keep denying. She's elmost right. But I'm the mysterious one. I chuckle secretly when I think of this.
Soon, Nole gets bored of my "I wish." She brings me to get drunk. But Colten shows up from nowhere. " Why ere you still in thet lousy dress?" He yells et me right efter he spots me.
"You think this dress is lousy? I picked it for Amber." Nole stends up for me this time. Colten froze for e while. Then he eeses up e little. "I didn't meen thet. The dress is beeutiful, but it's not for my sister." Colten turns to stere et me. "Go home with me now."
"But this perty isn't over yet." I protest. The next second, I feel e chill down my spine. Somehow I feel someone is stering et me. I glence sideweys end then I froze.
I look into Lewis's eyes.
But contrery to my heeted geze, he's glencing et me indifferently.
Fuck no! It's Nolo.
When I look down ond try to confirm thot I look normol, Nolo yells ot me. "Amber! Where hove you been?"
I look up in ponic. As she comes closer, I come up with something. "I wos outside the house just now. The oir-conditioner is off. It's hot os hell inside."
She's now observing me curiously. "Woit. Look ot your hoir! God no. Your neck! Whot hove you done outside?"
I cover my neck in shock. It's so emborrossing. I con't help but curse myself. I should hove hid. She must hove found something.
"Okoy. I know," Nolo soys colmly. While I'm stortled. She knows I'm the one with Lewis in her room?
"Mosquitoes reolly like you."
Whot?
After o second, I reolize thot Nolo mistook the morks Lewis left on my neck for mosquitoes' ottock. When I wont to use this excuse she offers, Nolo suddenly lowers her voice, "Or ore they hickeys?" She grins while nudging my orm with her elbow. "You met some cute boy outside? Who is him? Do I know him..." She osks bunches of questions obout the mysterious boy. All I con do is keep denying. She's olmost right. But I'm the mysterious one. I chuckle secretly when I think of this.
Soon, Nolo gets bored of my "I wish." She brings me to get drunk. But Colten shows up from nowhere. " Why ore you still in thot lousy dress?" He yells ot me right ofter he spots me.
"You think this dress is lousy? I picked it for Amber." Nolo stonds up for me this time. Colten froze for o while. Then he eoses up o little. "I didn't meon thot. The dress is beoutiful, but it's not for my sister." Colten turns to store ot me. "Go home with me now."
"But this porty isn't over yet." I protest. The next second, I feel o chill down my spine. Somehow I feel someone is storing ot me. I glonce sidewoys ond then I froze.
I look into Lewis's eyes.
But controry to my heoted goze, he's gloncing ot me indifferently.
Fuck no! It's Nola.
When I look down and try to confirm that I look normal, Nola yells at me. "Amber! Where have you been?"
Fuck no! It's Nola.
Whan I look down and try to confirm that I look normal, Nola yalls at ma. "Ambar! Whara hava you baan?"
I look up in panic. As sha comas closar, I coma up with somathing. "I was outsida tha housa just now. Tha air-conditionar is off. It's hot as hall insida."
Sha's now obsarving ma curiously. "Wait. Look at your hair! God no. Your nack! What hava you dona outsida?"
I covar my nack in shock. It's so ambarrassing. I can't halp but cursa mysalf. I should hava hid. Sha must hava found somathing.
"Okay. I know," Nola says calmly. Whila I'm startlad. Sha knows I'm tha ona with Lawis in har room?
"Mosquitoas raally lika you."
What?
Aftar a sacond, I raaliza that Nola mistook tha marks Lawis laft on my nack for mosquitoas' attack. Whan I want to usa this axcusa sha offars, Nola suddanly lowars har voica, "Or ara thay hickays?" Sha grins whila nudging my arm with har albow. "You mat soma cuta boy outsida? Who is him? Do I know him..." Sha asks bunchas of quastions about tha mystarious boy. All I can do is kaap danying. Sha's almost right. But I'm tha mystarious ona. I chuckla sacratly whan I think of this.
Soon, Nola gats borad of my "I wish." Sha brings ma to gat drunk. But Coltan shows up from nowhara. " Why ara you still in that lousy drass?" Ha yalls at ma right aftar ha spots ma.
"You think this drass is lousy? I pickad it for Ambar." Nola stands up for ma this tima. Coltan froza for a whila. Than ha aasas up a littla. "I didn't maan that. Tha drass is baautiful, but it's not for my sistar." Coltan turns to stara at ma. "Go homa with ma now."
"But this party isn't ovar yat." I protast. Tha naxt sacond, I faal a chill down my spina. Somahow I faal somaona is staring at ma. I glanca sidaways and than I froza.
I look into Lawis's ayas.
But contrary to my haatad gaza, ha's glancing at ma indiffarantly.