A/N: Thank you so much for the love, people! Seriously, this story is so much fun to write, and I love the fact you guys love it as much as I do! I wrote this while blasting The Weeknd. I'm also looking for a beta. Anyone interested? It would be a lot quicker if I had someone to edit. Anyway, can't thank you guys enough! Hope you enjoy. Don't forget to review! :P
Chapter 4: Breathtaking
I left her, but she hasn't left me. She was embedded in my brain, the taste of her lips. I couldn't escape the disappointment in her bright blue eyes when I left.
Even after I climbed out my car, the urge to race back to Alison's pulled me. But I shook it off and tried to focus.
I didn't know exactly why we were here, but I kept quiet as we walked. I came here with Caleb once before, but I got the impression this wasn't going to be a stop and go.
I studied Toby as he walked in front of me. He hadn't said a word. The only sound was the gravel grinding on the broken pavement under our boots and the bass vibrating the brick walls of the club at our side.
He turned towards me, pulling a cigarette out of the pack in his pocket.
"Caleb's on his way." He dipped his head as he lit his smoke.
"We're going to wait for him."
"Why are we here?" I broke the awkward silence with my question. I turned my head at the roar of a engine. I saw Caleb's car approaching the parking lot, exiting the car and walking towards us.
The door to the back of the club opened and a older guy with a full grey beard appeared, holding the door open with his stocky body as he called out in a scratchy voice.
"Y'all coming in?"
Toby tossed his cigarette, stepping on it with his worn boot as he walked towards the door.
"Ian is waiting on you." The man directed to Caleb.
"He in his office?" At the grunt of confirmation, Caleb nodded and began walking towards the door.
We both followed behind Caleb through the door. Toby closed and latched the door behind us as we entered the small, unfinished room.
We walked into a hall lined with doors, the club at the end of it. The club itself wasn't much of an improvement from gritty surroundings.
There was nothing fancy, no decorations, just basic. The bare minimum. A bar, a few stages, and sliver poles with a few bright lights to highlight the busty women undressing and grinding to the music.
We stopped short of the main room and walked up the wooden stairs leading to a single door. I waited on the steps as Caleb knocked, not enough room on the small landing for us all to stand.
The door opened and we walked in, greetings drowned out under the skull of pounding music, until the door closed shutting off all sounds.
There was a guy seated in a chair. His black hair was slicked back, and his beard trimmed neatly. His face was cold, but he cracked a smile as he directed his attention to Caleb to sit and his sharp gaze shifted between Toby and me.
"Uh, this is Emily and-"
"I don't care." The man shook his head, barely raising his voice as his eyes slid back to Caleb.
"Do you have it?" The man crossed his muscular arms.
Caleb pulled a brown paper bag, from his pocket, handing over the package that could be money given the size.
He grabbed the bag and unfolded it, looking inside as he nodded slowly.
"You were late." He tsked.
"This is your second time. This can't keep happening." He finished with a harsh sigh.
"It won't, Ian." Caleb shook his head vigorously.
I stayed quiet, still no intentions of joining the conversation. I was just here as backup for Caleb, not to get involved. Especially not with Ian. He was infamous, his connections ranged out further than this small town.
"I thought you could handle your shit. I really dir expected a lot more from you." Ian chuckled darkly.
"I do handle my business." Caleb bucked at the accusation.
"Be late again and there will be repercussions." He warned his voice uneasy and threatening.
"Let us know if you need anything. Otherwise, I expect you back on schedule- and on time." He held his gaze, but it was a clear dismissal and we rose to our feet.
We filed down the steps, leaving the makeshift club. I shifted warily on my feet and dug in my pocket for a pack of cigarettes and a lighter that I kept for emergency situations.
This definitely counted as one.
"So what's the deal?" Toby uttered. I studied Caleb as I inhaled the thick smoke, feeling the burn deep in my lungs.
"Nothing, go home. I'll call you guys tomorrow." Caleb shrugged firmly, walking to his car, ignoring our confused looks.
"I'll see you tomorrow Em. Be safe." Toby patted me consolingly on the shoulder.
"You too." I muttered uneasily.
"Hey." I flashed Alison a sheepish smile. I was currently leaning against her door frame, with the widest grin. Just seeing her face made me want to jump for joy.
"You came." She giggled happily, while stepping aside to let me in. She shut the door behind me.
"Why do you sound so surprised?" I stepped closer to her.
"I didn't actually think you'd come back." She shrugged a shoulder. Her blue eyes sparkled with lust.
"I'd do anything for you." I wiggled my eyebrows, she laughed playfully.
"You're so gorgeous when you smile." I reached out and caressed her cheek.
"You're so cheesy." She replied bashfully.
"What? I'm telling the truth." I smirked intentionally, my hands grasped her thin waist, pulling her closer to me.
"You're telling me want to hear so that you can get in my pants." She said dryly.
"That's not what I want from you Alison, I love your personality and I like you." I declared unabashedly. She blushed profoundly, looking at the carpeted floor. I reached up, pulling her head up to face me.
"I meant every word I said."
"How's your face?" She asked with a half hearted smile. I shrugged, reaching up to graze my nimble finger over the sharp gash above my eye.
"It's all right. I guess. It still hurts like a motherfucker." I murmured, our eyes locking in a heated gaze.
Being so close to her caused my heart to pound, coursing pure adrenaline through my veins. I may not know what to call this thing between us, but it was special. Undeniable. Every time we talked. Every time I saw her.
That gaze heated me up, liquefying everything in me. I lowered my head carefully, leaning down to kiss her lips and one hand slid behind her neck.
She tasted just like I remembered. And she responded even better. Her luscious, pink lips moved against mine, and her hands came to up to grip my shirt and pull me even closer. It felt like the night belonged to us, like we were meant for this moment. Her perfect body pressed against mine. Damn, she could bring me to my knees with her just lips.
l braced myself as our kiss slowly ended.
My lips stretched into a broad smile, my hand gripped the nape of her neck as I pulled my head back slightly.
"No matter what happens. I'll always be there for you." I reached a hand out, and the back of my swollen knuckles grazed over her cheek, light and gentle.
Her smile widened, those kissable lips stretching and brightening her face.
I kissed her lips again, only this time she wrapped her arms around my neck, deepening the kiss.
This felt like heaven- this is all I craved. I craved her.
Her hand slid up my side, her hips rocking against mine. Her hand jumped in my hair, pulling my head to the side. My teeth scraped over her jaw before I overtook her open mouth and my tongue plunged in, strong and skilled.
I bit my lip as she pulled me by the hand into her bedroom. She laid on the bed, smirking devilishly. I climbed on top of her, wedging myself between her legs, we both already knew where this was going.
Her hands gripped the hem of my shirt and she slipped it over my head, exposing my chest which held nothing but a bra. She eyed me for a second before speaking, "Fuck, I've never done this before, Em. I don't-"
I kissed her, cutting off her insecurities. "Don't do anything you feel uncomfortable doing, and tell me if you want me to stop."
She nodded timidly, allowing me to undress her as I slid off her sleeping shorts, standing off the bed to take them off.
I watched as her lower half became exposed, showing me her perfectly toned legs and creamy ass that was covered in red, lace panties. The sight made my sex throb intensely.
I reached my fingers up to grasp both sides of her panties at her hips and yanked them downward in one quick motion. She gasped as the cold air hit her sex and I stared for a moment at her wet, glistening shaved pussy.
I began to kiss her again, warming her up to what was about to happen as I felt her hands touch my stomach and roam around my back. She gripped my bra in her hands as she unclasped, allowing it to fall off me with ease.
My hands wandered to the bottom of her shirt and pulled it off hurriedly, eager to see her topless and my mouth went dry at the sight.
She looked at me with an amused smirk. Her pale skin illuminated by the moonlight through the window and I couldn't stop staring at the beautiful sight in front of me. Her hard nipples on her perfectly round breasts, made my center throb with need.
I smiled completely astonished. "You're breathtaking Alison DiLaurentis."
I leaned down and kissed her smooth skin, allowing my lips to travel over her hard breasts and stomach. I slowly took her nipple in my warm mouth, nibbling and sucking, taking my time.
I reached down unzipping my jeans, and kicking them off, removing the rest of my clothing.
"You're so wet." I groaned faintly.
I caressed her thigh a little before hooking my arm under it and lifting it up, spreading her wider.
Her left hand dropped to her own breast as she moaned at the feeling of my tongue swirling around her navel and her right hand tangled through my hair, her nails scratching at my scalp, encouraging me lower.
I smirked against her skin, pressing a kiss to her hipbone before sliding lower and kissing down the apex of the thigh. I pressed wet kisses down the crease, and she squirmed at the feeling of my hot breath so close to her center.
I dipped my left hand under her thigh, curling it up to rest on my hip and I used the other one to stretch her other leg over my shoulder, lowering my face to press a wet kiss directly on her drenched sex.
She bucked at the feeling of my wet mouth on her and moaned in frustration when I pulled away all too soon only to whimper at the feeling of me biting gently at the inside of her thigh. She blinked her eyes and looked down her chest to see my burning almost black eyes staring back at her.
"Don't be a t-" I cut her off abruptly, by licking through her folds. Her hips moved upward and I pressed my hand down against her, keeping her hips pressed to the bed. My tongue poking out to flick at the bundle of nerves, before circling around it and sucking again.
"Ugh fuck, you're good at that." She panted impatiently.
I made eye contact with her as my tongue slid in and out of her, circling every thrust or so and feeling the slickness of her coat my lips and chin.
Her legs started to shake next to my head and I moved my hands back down to them to keep them spread.
She released the loudest moan yet as my tongue curled inside her core, her hips rolling into my mouth. Her walls clenched around my tongue and the waves of her orgasm washed over her.
"Oh…oh Em!" She cried out, pleasure overtaking her body, her eyes rolling to the back of her head.
I let my hands travel up her enticing legs and over the sides of her stomach as she shook. The after shocks of her orgasm still moving through her.
"Not bad for a first time, huh?" I chuckled jokingly.
She shoved my face, letting out a short laugh.
"It was okay." she shrugged nonchalantly.
"Just okay?" I furrowed my brow.
"Are you going to continue talking or are you going to give me more mind-blowing orgasms?" She laughed cutely.
"I was just getting started." I said in a low, husky voice, my breasts brushing against her tantalizingly.
I let my tongue flick against her perky nipple as I sucked on it and she groaned, when I slipped two fingers in her.
"Is this what you want Ali?" I whispered into her ear, she bit her lips and nodded her head.
"Yes, hmm, Em." I smirked at the noises that fell from her lips but I continued to tease her at a torturous pace, feeling more and more wetness on my fingers every time I slipped them back in to tease her dripping entrance before returning them to brush at her clit.
It was pleasant how tight she was and the feeling of her warm flesh against my fingers as I pumped into her harder.
"Fuck, harder." She moaned, arching her back in pure euphoria.
She panted hard against my shoulder. The feeling of my fingers trapped deep inside her dragged another moan out her mouth.
"Do you have any idea how fucking good you feel around my fingers?" I whispered in a very hoarse voice.
"I'm gonna make you come, baby, harder than you ever have in your life." I hummed in her ear, my fingers thrusting in and out of her, twisting and stretching and brushing every inch I can reach. I looked up at her sweat drenched face, contorted with pleasure. The sight stimulated my own arousal.
"You're so fucking tight, hmm." I grunted, eyes shut savoring this moment.
She squeaked at a particular deep thrust, nodding her head in agreement.
"Oh shit! Oh my...oh my…Em." Her moans had became more breathless, the words falling almost incoherently, her hips rocking into the motion of my fingers to meet me at every single thrust. I could feel her warm wetness pulsing around my fingers, clenching and releasing with every thrust.
"Oh! Don't stop…please…don't…" She panted, clinging to my back.
"I'm not." I replied, through kisses on her neck.
"Y-you feel s-so good inside me." She stammered, through heavy breaths.
"That's it baby, come for me." I purred seductively, against her neck, still applying light kisses.
She writhed beneath me and I smiled into her neck as she gasped heavily and finally screamed in pleasure. The adrenaline pumped through me, feeling her tightening around my fingers. And soon she was unravelling under me, scratching along my back as she released. I fell next to her and I listened to her heatbeat, pressing my ear against her slightly wet chest.
"You okay?" I asked gently, moving her damp hair from her face. She nodded, smiling widely.
"God, Em, that was so fucking amazing." She gushed, still panting heavily.
"I know." I responded. She then proceeded to straddle my waist. She grabbed my wrists, pinning them on the bed, above my head, and then leaned down.
"Can I ask you something?" She whispered vaguely.
"Anything." I nodded, giving her my full attention.
She just looked at me and smiled, "Are you sleeping with anyone else?"
I sighed, feeling a bit mischievous, "Well, I've been sleeping with plenty of girls. There's-"
"Screw you." She shoved me, getting angry all of a sudden and getting up to get dressed.
I expeditiously grabbed her arm, preventing her from leaving, "I'm joking, Ali. You're the only girl. I promise."
She frowned, trying to remain angry at me.
"You're so damn frustrating."
I smirked. "That's why you like me so much."
"I don't know about all that." She shook her head, smiling fondly.
I kissed her, and then let my lips travel along her jawline, and then under her ear. I felt her shiver against me as I touched her soft skin with my lips.
"I'm...still mad at you." She pouted playfully.
"I'll make it up to you." I continued, peppering her with wet kisses.
"You better." She tilted her head, letting pleasure course through her body.
"Can I ask you something?"
"Sure." She smiling, tucking a blonde lock behind her ear.
"Was I better than that dick Noel?" I looked at her with a frown.
"He probably only lasts a couple of seconds." I bursted into a fit of giggles.
"Emily." She pulled away, moving away from me.
"What?" I replied back angrily. "Come on, he doesn't deserve you." I shook my head disapprovingly.
"Just stop Emily, not right now." She protested weakly.
"But he's a fucking dick. And you know it." I spat shaking her head. "I am so much better than him."
"I know baby, I just need time." She pouted as she cautiously cradled my face with her soft, tiny hand. I couldn't breathe, I couldn't even think straight when she was that close.
"Whatever." I shrugged nonchalantly. But it did hurt. I wanted her. Only her.
"He wasn't always like that... He used to be sweet… like you." She reached over, brushing her thumb across my lips.
"Is that so?" I murmured, fixing her with my gaze, searching in her ocean blue eyes.
I studied my gaze on her. Beauty like that took time to be fully explored and admired.
"What are you thinking about?" She muttered, caressing my cheek daintily.
"I'm sorry… it's just you're very distracting. You're fucking breathtaking." I breathed out, lifting my hand up to cover her smaller one.
"You are something else, Emily Fields." She whispered softly.
"I've been told." I shrugged nervously.
"I guess I'm just afraid that… you'll turn out to be a another mistake."
"If we're both afraid, we can face our fears together." I said gently, wrapping my arms around her.
"I know I want this, I've never wanted someone more than I want you." She spoke sincerely and my heart swelled.
"I want you, too." I said and that's all it took before our lips meet again, kissing deeply with need and passion.
She pulled me on top of her, so that now I was laying on top of her.
"Are you okay?" I asked her, she ran her hands in my dark hair as I laid my head on her chest.
"Yes." She whispered softly. I closed my eyes, feeling safe and secure in her arms.
"Em?" She called out in the darkness.
"What?" I hummed- half conscious.
"Don't leave." She placed her hand directly on top of mine.
"I'm not baby." I glanced up at her with a assuring smile.