This story is dedicated to a good friend of mine who encouraged me to
"alter reality to suit my fantasies" and to "just relax, and in all
honesty, just start writing." I never would have had the confidence to
start writing without him. Thank you, Tommy! ^_^
"The truth is.I love you."
Paige and JT stared into each other's eyes for an endless time before they kissed. With closed eyes, JT tasted the wetness of Paige's mouth and the firmness of her lips. Paige broke contact and whispered a command with which JT gladly complied: "Undress me." JT unbuttoned her shirt and tossed it aside in a matter of seconds. His obedience was rewarded with the sight of her bosom straining against the fabric of her bra, as if calling out to be freed.
"Now, it's your turn," she directed, with a gesture toward his nearby bed. They seated themselves upon it. She clasped her hands around his lower back underneath his shirt, and, in one fluid caress, slid them around to his waist and pulled the shirt off over his head. JT's newly exposed chest aroused within Paige a craving for his tempting body-a craving that could not be denied. Indulging herself, she once again slid her hands up his smooth stomach, this time gently shoving him backwards onto the mattress. She then proceeded to lick his vulnerable neck in an almost vampirish fashion, while he moaned like a dog that had been scratched in just the right spot.
JT's alarm clock sounded suddenly, rudely awakening him. Seven-thirty in the morning found him between mussed, sweaty sheets and with a pronounced tent in his boxers. Unused to being awake at such a time on a Saturday, he took a while to clear his eyes of the grogginess of sleep and become aware of the waking world. Upon regaining full consciousness and realizing his dream was just that, he groaned and punched his mattress. His dream had cruelly led him to believe that Paige had really been with him. Reality left him with an enormous.disappointment.
JT gave the situation further thought and realized that his dream hadn't fully falsified his relationship with Paige. While it was true that Paige was certainly not curled up invitingly on his bed, today happened to be a special day-the day which Paige Michalchuk had finally, miraculously had agreed to spend with him. JT decided to shower; he wanted to look and smell his best for Paige, and it'd also provide the perfect cover for him to relieve himself of his "disappointment".
"The truth is.I love you."
Paige and JT stared into each other's eyes for an endless time before they kissed. With closed eyes, JT tasted the wetness of Paige's mouth and the firmness of her lips. Paige broke contact and whispered a command with which JT gladly complied: "Undress me." JT unbuttoned her shirt and tossed it aside in a matter of seconds. His obedience was rewarded with the sight of her bosom straining against the fabric of her bra, as if calling out to be freed.
"Now, it's your turn," she directed, with a gesture toward his nearby bed. They seated themselves upon it. She clasped her hands around his lower back underneath his shirt, and, in one fluid caress, slid them around to his waist and pulled the shirt off over his head. JT's newly exposed chest aroused within Paige a craving for his tempting body-a craving that could not be denied. Indulging herself, she once again slid her hands up his smooth stomach, this time gently shoving him backwards onto the mattress. She then proceeded to lick his vulnerable neck in an almost vampirish fashion, while he moaned like a dog that had been scratched in just the right spot.
JT's alarm clock sounded suddenly, rudely awakening him. Seven-thirty in the morning found him between mussed, sweaty sheets and with a pronounced tent in his boxers. Unused to being awake at such a time on a Saturday, he took a while to clear his eyes of the grogginess of sleep and become aware of the waking world. Upon regaining full consciousness and realizing his dream was just that, he groaned and punched his mattress. His dream had cruelly led him to believe that Paige had really been with him. Reality left him with an enormous.disappointment.
JT gave the situation further thought and realized that his dream hadn't fully falsified his relationship with Paige. While it was true that Paige was certainly not curled up invitingly on his bed, today happened to be a special day-the day which Paige Michalchuk had finally, miraculously had agreed to spend with him. JT decided to shower; he wanted to look and smell his best for Paige, and it'd also provide the perfect cover for him to relieve himself of his "disappointment".