A/N: Okay so, been awhile. And I have a perfectly good excuse this time! Money's been kind of scarce around here so, I couldnt really pay my internet bill til now. That andddd lol, I fell again smh. SO DAMN HARD. And by fell I mean in Love. Yeah, yeah, I know. You'd think after the first time Id learn my lesson, right? Wrong! I cant help it. Its just something about the females on here that just have me tripping over myself, totally forgetting gravity, how to breathe or what it truly means to be alive. She's been my lifeline and I adore her in every sense. She makes me beyond happy...and sometime she makes me sick, but I wouldnt have it any other way. Oh and long distance is a bitch; I wouldnt recommend it unless you're truly strong enough to endure everything that comes with it.
I didnt think I was strong enough to do it again, the whole love thing. But I know now. I'll endure anything for you bun-bun lol. You've told me plenty of times that this is you're favorite out of all my stories. So I dedicate this to you. I cant imprint or anything, but if i could, I know you'd be the one. You were made for me, and I for you. I want to be everything to you. Your mother, your father, your brother, your sister...your everything.
Lol she is so gonna call me cheesy for that, but its the truth. I just love you, mentally...and ahem, physically also (wink). So yeah, i dedicate this story and especially this chapter to you. I want to do this and so much more to you, slowly. Oh so slowly. And then after that, I wanna do deliciously sinful things between your legs that wont have you walking straight for weeks. Things that involve mostly my tongue and other things of course. Anndddddd im gonna stop now because im pretty sure nobody wants to know what I have in store for yo fine ass.
Anywho, some shout outs...
Akasha Hallows27: I know right? Everytime they seem to make progress, something always seems to get in the why. Eh, what can you do? Lol. And uh, I think you may appreciate this chapter.
Lynettecullen: Yeah, I hate that Emmett is hurting. It really makes me hurt for him. He's such a nice guy and always has me laughing. So doesnt deserve to get hurt.
my bun-bun lol: I better get a review or no more attempts at textually molesting you, miss thang:P
BrionnaRain14: Or aka lil big homie lmao. Im glad this is still one of your favs. I'll try not to disappoint you babycakes. And freakin call or text soon, jeeze. I wanna know how that talent show worked out for you. I know you did great!
All my readers: I hope you guys enjoy the forward to some good reviews, especially from my honeybunz lol. Read and Review!
"...Babe," Rosalie's voice echo's through my ears, bringing me out of my thoughts. Blinking rapidly, I take the time to take in my surroundings; the schools parking lot comes into view.
A cold hand gathers into my own; she squeezes it reassuringly and gives a soft smile.
"Im sorry?" I say, giving an apologetic smile.
"I said, are you okay, babe? You've been kind of out of it since last night..."
Last night?
Yeah, last night. The same night Alice just so happened to drop by and dump a brand new load of shit onto my life.
I'll have to thank her later.
And me being out of it is a complete understatement. My brains been going haywire ever since. Im not sure what im going to do.
I know what I should do, which is tell her, but I also know what that entails. If I tell her, she'll more than likely go to him, and yeah, she has accepted me as her imprint, but I also know she's still in love with him. Call me selfish, but I cant let that happen, I cant give her a reason to fall back. Ive worked and waited far too long to just let her go back.
I dont know what all this means exactly, but it scares me. I could tell her or I couldnt.
I so want to to choose the later of the two.
But on the other hand, if I dont tell her and she finds out about it, I could still lose her.
Be honorable and tell her, or be selfish and disregard the whole thing?
Fuck my life.
"I...," I swallow hard as she tilts her head curiously, eyes twinkling expectedly. "Im fine," I lie, unable to bring myself to say what I really want. "Im just nervous...about today..."
She smiles again, nodding her head in understanding before squeezing my hand again.
I should slap myself for lying to her like that. In her face no less.
honesty is always the best policy, cause lies? Yeah, that always break up a happy home.
So ive decided; im going to tell her...just not today.
"Come on," she nods towards the school, cutting the engine and stepping out of the drivers seat; I follow suit."They've already started whispering. May as well give them something to really whisper about.."
Its said with a smirk, just as she begins tugging our linked arms and hands towards the building. The lot is pretty full at the moment, and everyone spares us a glance; all eyes are on us.
That knowledge makes me fluster.
Most of the stares consist of curiosity, shock, envy, and theres the glowering and glares.
Cautiously I step past Jessica who was talking animatedly with Eric and Mike; that is until she notices everyone's stares and just how quietly its gotten all of a sudden.
As soon as her eyes meet my own, her jaw literally drops. Her brows furrow in confusion as she looks between Rosalie and I. At how close we are to be exact. Then well, then an unmistakable scowl forms.
She looks as if she's been scandalized.
I groan inwardly because I know this will not sit right. As soon as she gets the chance to get me alone, its going to be pure, unadulterated word vomit, sarcasm, and a whole lot of "likes". I'll be surprised if she even takes a breather when she lets me have it.
And she's going to let me have it.
"What I wouldnt give to have Edwards ability right now," I mumble to myself as we finally make it through the double doors; we're assaulted by a wave of new stares and glances.
"Trust me, Leah. You really dont what that. Its a gift and a curse..."
Ducking my head at the obvious grin being thrown my way by Angela, I nod my head in agreement; I really dont want to know what everyone else thinks.
"Leah," Bella's overly excited voice rings through my ears, creating an instant grin on my face. She bounds towards us, very much in a giddy mood, and wraps her arms around me.
"I was wondering when you were going to get here. Hate to admit it, but I missed you yesterday..."
"Bella, its only been a day since we last seen each other..."
"Yeah, well...I still missed you. But I see I dont get that same luxury," is her playful tone, which is accompanied by a pout. A forced cough makes her turn towards Rosalie, where she shakes her head and rolls her eyes. "And yeah, maybe I missed you too, eh?"
Rose gives her s fleeting smile before mirroring her eye roll and detangling herself from my side; she gives me a peck to the cheek, setting it ablaze and then saunters off towards her locker.
I watch of course, slightly pouting at the lose of coolness by my side.
"God, you are so whipped," scowling at the pale figure in front of me, slightly blocking my view of Alice and Rose, I puff out air through my nostrils as she grins.
"You're one to talk. Where's you're little mind reader," I retort as we walk towards my own locker; a take a few glances in her direction and im met with twinkling eyes and a hidden dimple.
Instantly im cheesin'. Im talking one of those embarrassing, dumb, goofy smiles, teeth and all. I more than likely look like an idiot but I dont care.
"Well, if you could take your eyes off of princess over there, then I'll tell you." Theres a light punch to my arm when she notices that im blatantly ignoring her.
"Hitting, really?"
"Well, then pay attention and I wont have to resort to that," she says matter-of-factly. "Now, as I was trying to say. Edward still hasn't come back from you-know-where. He called me saying he may be back tomorrow, but he isnt for sure..."
Instantly my good mood is washed away. I was trying so hard not to think about it, but now she's reminding me of it.
"Im guessing you havent told he-"
"-Shh," I slam my hand over her mouth, eying her pleadingly." Keep it down. I dont think this is such a good time to be talking about this," I hint, giving her an obvious look. "We'll talk about it later, okay?"
"If you say so. But you better make a move soon though. Cause if you dont say anything, im pretty sure Alice will eventually," her shoulder shrug. "Im just sayin'.."
I take another brief glance in Rose's direction and notice she seems enthralled in something Alice is telling her.
Panic festers in my chest and before I can make a move, Jessica makes her presence known.
Crap.
"So, a funny thing happened to me a few minutes ago," she begins, voice laced with sarcasm. "One of my so called best friends, comes waltzing up to school. Hand and hand with Rosalie freaking Hale. And at first im like, 'nah, that cant be right. That cant be my Leah. She would never not tell me about something so like, important.' But strangely enough, it is infact my Leah. What...the...hell?"
She ends her rant with that same scowl from earlier, hands firmly placed on her hips as she taps her foot impatiently.
"Jess," Angela begins out of nowhere, placing a calming hand on Jessica's shoulder. " Just calm down okay? You're making a scene-"
"-Im making a scene," she inclines incredulously. "Oh I hardly think this is a scene. Im not the one prancing around, like its nothing. With a girl, who just like, practically spit in her face not even five days ago. I mean, like really? Since when is either of them lesbian. And why the hell are we just finding out about this now?"
Angela regards her with a look of shame; she makes this hissing sound and reverts her eyes as she rubs the back of neck.
"Oh my god! You knew?"
"Well, I mean...she may have ran it by me-"
"-You told her and not me," she barks accusingly, hurt clearly evident on her features.
"Jess, its not like that," I try, reaching for her hand, but she denies me. " I wanted to tell yo-"
"-I cant believe you! I mean, I was under the impression that I was one of closest friends. One you can talk to about anything. Clearly im wrong.." She turns to leave, only to bump into Rosalie's rigid form.
Double crap.
"Can I help you, princess," Jessica snarls, sizing Rosalie up.
"Yeah, I think you can. You can back the he-"
"-Rose," I say warningly, shaking my head and giving her a pleading look; things are bad enough. I dont need them to get worse.
With a huff, she steps aside, letting Jessica saunter off haughtily.
"Dont worry about it," Angela says softly, patting my shoulder comfortably. "You know how she is when she gets upset..."
"What, a complete bitch?" I give a side long glance towards Rose and silently ask her to tone it down.
Her only reply is to huff and roll her eyes.
"Well, yeah. Jessica can be a bitch sometimes but, she really is a good person at heart. You cant really blame her that much though. I was kind of pissed when I found out too, remember?"
Yeah, I definitely remember that playful yet hurt expression on Bella's face when she stopped by unannounced friday.
"She'll get over it. Just give her some time."
"I guess..." I cant help but feel hurt by the turn of events. Sure, I knew she'd be upset, but not this upset.
"Walk me to class," Rose asks in a hopeful tone, and despite everything thats happened, theres no way im going to deny her.
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"God, you are beyond whipped," Bella replies in a exasperated tone. I shift my head out of my hand, peel my eyes away from the previous task of staring at the back of Rosalie's head and regard her questionably.
"You've been staring at her for thirty minutes straight. Stare any harder, you just might burn a hole through the back of her head." She teases, earning face from me. "It really is quite sickening. I so understand what Alice was talking about with me and Edward..."
The last statement earns a giggle from the said vampire.
"Okay, im not that bad.."
"You really are, though. Have you guys even kissed yet? That might help with you excessive drooling.."
Another giggle from Alice's direction and I scowl.
"Funny, but no. Unlike some people, we dont believe in slobbing each other down the first night," I raise an brow teasingly, earning a flush to her cheeks. "And honestly," I tisk," what would Charlie have thought if he ever found out about those midnight lip-lock sessions..."
"Ohhhhhh, you're cruel!" She pushes me, but smile nonetheless. "But seriously. You should so make a move. Kissing a-well," she leans in a bit," one them, is wayyyyy better than kissing a human," she whispers the last part, looking about suspiciously to see if anyone heard.
Besides Alice and Rosalie of course. I breifly wonder if Bella forgot about their super hearing.
"It makes you feel all tingly. Numb, I should say. Like...like morphine. And its highly addictive too..."
The more she gushes the more im slightly intrigued, yet perturbed; kissing is good. Kissing Rosalie is great, but I dont want to think about Edward and her kissing. Hell, I dont want to think about Edward at all!
Maybe she's right though, maybe I should make a move?
I mean, the thought of kissing Rose is always a constant. Its always in my mind somewhere.
Kissing her lips, her neck, her breasts, her stomach and then...
"God," I groan, banging my head against the desk softly, and shifting in my sit. Okay, so maybe its not such a good idea to be thinking about this in school.
"I know exactly how you feel, Lee. And thats gross by the way. Control yourself..."
One things for sure, im so glad Jasper isnt here today; otherwise I wouldnt be the only one uncomfortable in my seat right now.
*W.L.T.L.T.R*
School breezes by in a slow, languid manner; whispers continue throughout the hall and linger in the lunch room. Of course, By that time, I'd gotten use to it; however, I wasnt getting use to Jessica's efforts at ignoring me.
During lunch, she went as far as to have Angela pass her words along, which only consisted of her reminding me of our work schedule. What made it worse was the fact that I was right there in front of her.
Extreme much?
I played her little game and waved her off before my eyes shifted to where they always seemed to land.
On Rosalie Hale.
I had resisted the urge to be by her side at every possible moment, but right then, I couldnt take it anymore.
My feet took me to her on their own accord and I happily took a seat by her side.
That cool hand instantly sought out my own and it was enough. Everything I was feeling, enduring up to that moment, just melted away.
"You really are whipped," she teased with that dimpled grin, giving me a lazy look as I popped a nugget in my mouth.
I couldnt help but mirror her actions.
"Well, I cant help but be smitten with you. You are Rosalie Hale after all. And its not like you're complaining..."
She purses her lips playfully, seemingly deep in thought before glancing my way again.
"Yes, I am Rosalie Hale, arent I? And no, I suppose im not complaining. Well, not fully anyway..."
"Fully," I questioned, furrowing my brows in confusion; surely she's content, right? At least I thought so anyway.
There was a pregnant pause as she seemed to ponder something; her body shifted a bit closer, so close I could feel her breath on my neck and then whispered.
"Tell me, Leah. Just when are you going to make a move?"
It was whispered, quite sensually.
Clearly caught off guard by her words, my food sputtered out my mouth as I began hacking uncontrollably.
"Alright there, Lee," Alice question, highly amused by my reaction, as is Bella; they both we're smirking at the whole situation.
They were so damn smug.
With the help of Rose, the coughs began to subside, leaving a very awkward silence.
I was very much red in the face and not because of my little coughing fits.
I dont know what it is, but everytime I get around her, she makes me feel like a awkward, prepubescent boy; blushing and practically stuttering over my words.
Its kind of frustrating actually, but embarrassing more than anything.
Fully composed, I gazed at her and silently debated her previously question.
"When will I make a move?"
And im more than sure she wasnt referring to me telling her about Emmett either.
*W.L.T.L.T.R*
Well its just so happens that that "move" wouldnt happen til now, four days after the fact.
How do I know? Well, I just got that feeling.
So far I havent made any moves, and thats in every sense. I hadnt said anything about Emmett, I hadnt made things right with Jess and I certainly hadnt tried anything physical with Rosalie.
And Im determined to make something happen before the week is over, but I also dont want to rush anything.
Slow and steady wins the race.
Okay, so maybe im just a coward. What of it? You know how nerve racking it is, trying to work up the courage to kiss somebody for the first time?
Its beyond nerve racking!
First off, I havent kissed anybody since, well, he-that-shall-not-be-named. And quite honestly, I wouldnt even call it that; i'd call it slobbering.
He damn near sucked off my face, and he always, ALWAYS had an overwhelming amount of spit in his mouth.
So damn nasty.
My point being, im not sure if Im a good kisser or not; he always took the lead, but, then again, he never complained about anything, so maybe I am a decent kisser?
To make matters worse, Rosalie was always hinting at it. When we'd lay down she'd pretty much make silent invitations with her eyes or like now, she'd ghost her lips over the sensitive skin of my neck.
Id resist though. Why? Im not too sure, but I find myself caving in with each day; especially when she's laying on top of me.
Over the past few days we've been trying to get a bit more comfortable with each other, in aspect of the whole physical affection.
We've spent most of our leisure time curled up with one another, watching movies, or her favorite: playing Grand Theft Auto.
She's taken quite a liking to curling up in my side. Then theres our newest venture; with her stretching across me fully.
It was...a bit difficult at first because it seemed so intimate having all her curves fit perfectly with mine. That and the fact that I was laying on top of her, the very first time. Trying to ignore her ample chest proved to be a bit more difficult so we decided to opt for the other approach, with her laying on me.
At first it had my heart thrumming through my ears and she'd continuously tell me to calm down, so she could calm down. And seeing her straddle me with those low cotton nit shorts wasnt helping either.
All I kept seeing was her making dirty faces, so I shut my eyes and thought about anything besides sex and Rosalie.
She dragged her body across me slowly until she was laying flat against, settled right onto my chest, and blissfully listening to my sporadic heart.
My eyes stayed closed for the most part, only slightly opening them when I felt her guide my arms around her back. She kept one of her hands there for a minute, until she was sure I was comfortable and used her other hand to tap against my shoulder.
She said she was mimicking my heart beat. I listened, taking notice to how it gradually began to even out.
Its was the most intimate/non-intimate moment in our relationship thus far.
But with the way she's teasing the skin of my neck now, that moment "thus far" will most likely be topped.
Taking a shuddery breath, I will myself to focus on the screen in front of me. Im not sure what the hell im watching, im just trying to block out the sensation of Rosalie's lips on me.
As usual, im on my back with her stretched across me, comfortably laying on the couch. Her head is settled into the crook of my neck as my right hand, the free hand, lay sprawled across her lower back. My other hand occupies the remote and is languidly dangling off the couches edge; slowly her right hand begins to descend, very sensually down my arm, creating goosebumps.
Nails lightly graze the skin as lips ghost over my neck and I begin to squirm under her.
So maybe im not the only one determined to make this happen?
"Ya know, you're not making this easy for me," she purrs against my skin before pulling back; she sits up so that shes straddling me and again, my mind goes to the dirtiest places.
A flush makes its way up my neck as I regard her with a questioning look, and she tilts her head sideways, just as that eyebrow raises teasingly.
"Im trying to seduce you. Since apparently you dont plan on making that move Bella mentioned a few days ago." Its said with a pout and a fold of her arms; I sigh, dropping the remote and sitting up so we're face to face.
"Dont you want to kiss me?"
Is she crazy?
"Of course I do! All the time..."
"Well then, why dont you?" Gently she begins thrumming her fingers against my clavicle and I gulp at the hooded gaze she gives me.
Flexing my hands, I hesitantly place them on her hips and tug on the long black Linkin Park shirt.
"I dont know. I just...I didnt want to rush anything. I want it to be perfect. I want to make sure its what you wanted..."
"What I wanted," she snorts. "Um, im pretty sure what I want is evident. Or do I actually need to give you a hickey to get my point across?"
"I..I," Yup, word vomit. My brain has completely shut down at that prospect.
"You really are too cute when you get all flustered. It really turns me on.."
Fire truck red; thats the color my face is mirroring right now.
I fist at her shirt so hard, you can hear the fabric begin to tear.
"Relax," she coos, placing her hands on my exposed arms. "Everything we do cant and wont be perfect, Leah. Its okay to let loose sometimes, to just go with it. I like when you're gentle, but I like to be rough too, okay? I like to be handled.."
Oh god, she makes everything sound so sensual.
"Rose, please.." Im not really sure what im pleading for at the moment, but she's driving me crazy with the way that she's talking.
"Make a move, Leah. Or I will..."
Slow, shallow breaths is what i regard her with as my left hand glides under the shirt, grasping cold, soft skin; the gesture earns a sharp intake of air and the grip on my arms loosen. My right hand glides over her left arm, her shoulder, and then briefly pauses at her neck before ascending higher.
The hand palming her cheek moves so that its now settled on the back of her neck. Her silky tresses tinkle the back of my hand as I thumb the area behind her ear. Her lips part at the act and her own hands seem to be toying with the sides of my wife beater.
Taking a deep breath, I slowly guide her face towards mine, only hesitating for a second when our faces are inches apart.
I search her eyes to make sure its okay, wanting to ask if its really what she wants, but I dont get the chance to voice my thoughts. She takes that last step and completely shattered my world.
Her lips graze my just barely, but its enough to set my body on fire. We both hum at the feeling, taking utter delight in how our body temperatures differ; our lips create an icy/hot sensation.
She closes her eyes when we fully meet, pushing forward a bit and gripping my shoulder as if her life depends on it. I get the urge to close my own, but I dont. I simply cant. I need to see this, feel and memorize this moment; ive been waiting so long for this.
Its starts out sweet at first. Slow, gentle, soft and tentative, but our lips soon grow hungrier, bolder.
I grasp for her bottom lip as she grasp for my top and we both began to lick and suck. My hands become more familiar with her back and the smooth skin of stomach as her hands fist into my hair.
Her eyes open suddenly, half lidded and I just about lose it when her tongue caresses my upper lip; my mouth opens willingly and im rewarded with the sweet taste of Rosalie.
She taste like cinnamon or peppermints.
My hands grip skin rather harshly as she begins sucking on my tongue; the need to move my hips is constant and with the way she pushing against my stomach is not helping.
Our tongues collide in the most erotic way; I fight the urge to dominate her, fully, and it seems as she's dealing with the same urge. Every now and then she'd get a bit forceful, which I really didnt mind, pushing against me and then pulling back in a teasing way. It was to the point where I'd have to croon my neck forward in an attempt to get more of her, and of course my actions cause her to giggle, sending the vibrations straight to my center.
Immediately I start thinking about all the things I want to do to her. A very particular thought, one involving my tongue between her legs begins replaying over and over, making me grip her bottom rather harshly.
She moans against me, pushing down on my stomach greedily with her core. Its covered, but that doesnt mean I cant feel the small amount of unusual heat seeping through or smell her.
Cause I most definitely can.
I pull her closer, and greedily begin kissing any and all exposed skin; the shirt she's wearing always seems to fall to one side, exposing her shoulder and I lap at it sloppily.
Its only when her hand begins to caress that certain spot at the base of my neck, that I stop my ministrations. I let her skin go with a wet pop and both whine and gasp as she messages my hot spot over and over again.
My head lulls onto her chest as I tense and then tighten my grip on her waist. The whimpers I let out are shameful, but not as shameful as my legs reactions to her movements. My left legs begins to kick uncontrollably, much like a dogs would, as I continually begin to shudder.
"R-rose, I...," She giggles at my attempt to say something, anything, but I cant. I should tell her to stop and I want to, but Im at a lose of words.
It just feels so good.
Im not sure if she knows what she doing or not, but either way, she's going to know real soon.
"Oh god," I groan, shutting my eyes as my stomach tightens in anticipation of a release. I kick once, twice, and then a third time before my body stiffens completely and I jerk forward in release; I let out a soft howl all the while.
I collapse into her chest, hands dangling to the sides as I try to catch my breath, only slightly aware of Rosalie's now stiff form.
"Leah, did you just..." Her voice is unusually huskier, laced in what I can only describe as desire. I cant help that familiar throb that returns between my legs. She inhales deeply and lets out an explicit noise.
She can smell me.
I feel her chest rise and fall rapidly and the low purrs that begin rumbling within.
"Leah," its both a whine and a moan that makes me twitch with need.
One minute im looking up at her in shame and in the next, she's forcing her lips on mine yet again.
Theres nothing gentle about this at all. Its pure unadulterated lust and need, very sloppy compared to the kisses we just shared.
She pushes me on my back roughly, mouth still attached to my own and then rips my beater in half; I gasp in her mouth at the feeling of her hand palming my bra covered breast.
She presses down on my center hard with her perfect ass and thighs, rocking forward slightly and I just about come undone.
"Rose," I groan as he latches onto my neck, sucking and licking. Its gentle, so I know she hasn't fully gave into her instincts.
I need to stop this, but part of me doesnt really want to.
The wolf wants out, wants me to flip her on her back, mount her and hump like theres no tomorrow.
But I wont. As much as I want to do that also, I wont do that. That is something that shouldnt be rushed.
I want that to be special, gentle, loving, slow. Not all lust filled, rough and needy.
Despite all this, I let her have her way for awhile, only stopping when her hand begins to descend between my legs.
"Rose, we gotta stop," I gain a firm grasp on the wandering hand and tighten my hold when she growls.
Now, I am by no means completely super human like a vampire, but I can still hold my own in this form. That being said, she could still probably easily dominate me if she so wishes.
And for a moment, I think thats exactly what she may do, but then her demeanor changes. She stops hesitantly, breathing deeply a few times and then collapses on top of me.
We dont say anything for awhile, just sit there breathing each other in. Her scent is so strong, it assaults me relentlessly; a combination of lilacs and honey, or maybe lavender.
Im not sure, I just know its highly addictive.
"I want you," its whisper into my chest and its followed by a low groan. "I want you more than I've wanted anything in my entire existence right now.." She's looking at me now, practically pleading and its so endearing that she feels that way about me, cause I to feel the same way about her, but...its just not time for that.
I can sit here and say that im really ready for it, but i'd be half lying. Physically we're probably ready or at least I am, but theres no telling with her. One minute she could be in control and then in the next, she could be ripping my head off.
Of course I dont think she'd hurt me purposely, but theres a chance she could indeed hurt me.
"I want you too, Rose. You have no idea how much. But...i dont think we're ready for that mentally or physically. Once we take that step, with me claiming you and vice-versa. Theres no going back. You're mine completely and wholly..."
"I want to be your's..."
"I know that, but thats not the only thing, Rose. Can you honestly sit here and tell me you're in control? That you're not going to get all animalistic and possibly hurt me?"
She opens her mouth to retort, but nothing comes out. She rubs her face against me in shame, knowing full well that im right.
"It'll happen, just not now. You've got to be able to control yourself if we're going that route and I," I pause, shaking my head and blushing like an idiot. "Ive got to work on myself. Cause that was just-"
"-Extremely hot?"
"Ugh, no! Extremely embarrassing is more like it."
"Its really not," she insists with a slight purr, giving me those bedroom eyes; I gulp and shy away from it.
"I-it really is. I mean, how the hell am I going to be able to do it, if I cant even last long enough with the simplest touch? God, that is beyond embarrassing!" I rub my face in my hands, willing my blush to go away.
It doesnt.
"We havent even really touched, and im already coming on myself..."
"God, Leah. That is beyond hot. You have no idea. It makes me want to touch you all the time...just so I can hear the noises you'll make.."
Okay, this is not helping.
"Rose," I whine, hiding my face in my hands and shaking away all the dirty images in my head. "So not helping.."
"Okay, okay," she giggles, slowly removing herself from me and standing to her feet.
"Where are you going?"
"Dont pout. Im going to go hunt," she begins, straightening out her clothes and fixing her hair. "You got me all hot and bothered," she smirks at the permanent flush to my skin. "It would be best if I go take out that frustration on something a bit more wild. Unless you want me to stay and ravish you to death?"
I dont say anything, just turn my head away shyly.
"Thats what I thought," she teases, smirking down at me. "Besides, im going to have to make sure im always full if we plan on practicing..."
"Practicing," I prod as her fleeting form; she's sashaying down the hallway, fully aware of my hungry gaze on her ass and then stops.
"Yes, practicing," she turns slightly, raising one of those finely arched brows. "You said we need to be in control if we plan on going that route. And what better way to ensure that then to practice? Practice makes perfect, Leah.."
She ends her rant with a wink right before she takes off her shirt. Mouth agape, I stare shamelessly at the ample skin visible to my hungry eyes.
Shes got on this black lingerie piece that holds little to the imagination; its makes her breast strain, practically spilling out of the contraption and making her very visible nipples strain against the fabric as well.
Holy shit.
This moment, the visual of her breast almost on display for my eyes, has been imbedded into my brain permanently.
It'll be the only thing I'll be able to think about when we are practicing.
And we're gonna be practicing alright!
Cause like she said, practice makes perfect and im all about perfection over here.