Connection -Chapter 1
She felt his hot breath on her neck. It was a soothing contrast to the cool night air, but it
was also a dangerous force. If she turned around to acknowledge, the sublime life force behind
her there was potential to unleash feelings she had been desperately trying to suppress. She felt
his hand his hand slowly graze the bare flesh of her arms. Her own breathing became erratic, her
chest heaved in and out fast. His light touch made her aware she was vulnerable to him. No one
else had this kind of effect on her.
In a way she resented it. How easy he made her forget her problems and just concentrate
on the moment. He moved his hand to her shoulder and gently stroked her neck with his fingers.
He let them linger to her collar bone. She closed her eyes, made the world grow dark. He moved
closer to her. She took in his scent. She let herself go, against her better judgement. She was
his. She allowed herself to be held as he moved his arms around her waist. She felt his body
against hers. He was well built. He felt right to her. He bent down slightly and gently almost
teasing kissed her neck. Now she was fighting hard not to scream out.
Every move was expert and thorough. She anticipated the feel of his warm lips against
her cool skin. With every retreat, even though they lasted seconds, she ached. She wanted him to
kiss and caress her forever. He made her feel safe. She had longed for that feeling since she was
a child. She slowly turned to the handsome boy on the verge of adulthood. She faced him for the
first time that night.
She was shy because of how much she needed him and how much he knew it. She finally
looked at him. She allowed him to look at her the way he always did, as if he was seeing her for
the first time. He was actually seeing her. She was never so vulnerable with anyone else. He
studied her pouting lips and her beautiful blue doe eyes, before he gently, seductively wisped the
stray hair from her face that had fallen from her loosely wrapped bun. At this, she looked at his
finely chiselled features. His strong jaw bone, his equally pouty lips and his intense, searching
eyes. She moved close to him, placing her hand on his chest, feeling his heart race as she touched
him. His hand moved from her neck and glided to her cheek allowing his thumb to linger at her
bottom lip, lightly tickling it. She gave his thumb a tiny but deliberate peck wanting more,
needing more. He sensed her longing as he moved closer. Their eyes locked.
They both knew what the other was feeling. They were connected. Parallel beings
pulled together. They could not deny their hearts any longer. She closed her eyes as she felt his
lips on hers. A charge surged through her. It was like nothing she had experienced before. She
moved her left hand up his body finally landing it on the back of his neck where she nestled it into
his hair. It was soft and comforting. Their lips moved, finding each other again and again. He
introduced his tongue, to which she let out a small whimper. The kiss deepened taking over
everything around them. She pulled back breathless. She softly moaned " Brady..."
Chloe sat straight up in bed. Beads of sweat formed on her face and her baby doll pajamas
clung to her. She looked around her room puzzled. Then she was sent back to reality. She had
been dreaming. She was so confused. She spoke aloud trying to make sense of it all.
"What the...why am I dreaming about that obnoxious jerk?"
She tried to justify that it wasn't really Brady she had been dreaming about, but that Brady merely
represented someone else. But who?
'It's Philip. Philip is the only person that would have that kind of effect on me'
Chloe said to herself, pondering how great Philip was to her. She looked at her alarm clock and
saw that it was time to get up anyway. So she went into her bathroom to shower and change for
school.
To be continued.....
Please be gentle, this is my first attempt at a fanfic. I do not own these characters and do not
claim to so please do not sue me. :)