Chapter 5- Sweet Revenge
He was ready! I was ready! We were both ready! My whole entire body was on fire. I slowly pulled away from Yusuke's lips. He leaned into my lips as our lips separated, showing me he wanted more. Yusuke just swooned as he laid there. I laughed to myself as I looked at him. I sat up once again. This time my bra had to go. I put my hands on the clasps between my breasts. As I began to unsnap the first clasp, my mind slowed down. Everything that had taken place between me and Yusuke was happening so fast. As my mind tried to sort everything out, I could feel Yusuke running his fingers along the rim of my panties, tugging at them slightly.
Three more clasps . . . I looked at Yusuke, his eyes burning with an intense fire. Seeing those flames in his eyes made me want him even more. I couldn't wait to feel his naked body against mine! Yes . . . Two more clasps . . . I . . . can . . . do this, I thought. He's waiting. We're going to do it! I looked down at him. He licked his lips as his waist pushed up under me. I felt a pang and smiled down at my love. One more clasp . . .Yusuke's powerful and loving hands caressed my waist, waiting for me. They squeezed me. I gasped with pleasure, unable to hide my smile. I twisted at my bra as I looked down at him . . . Yes . . . ! How I have waited for this moment. I'll finally have what I've wanted for the last month. So long . . . the wait was . . .
What? The last month!? I thought, shocked. My mind slowly regained full focus. I looked down at Yusuke. I can't . . . do this! I hesitated . . .
"Keiko . . . what's wrong?" Yusuke looked at me, his body still raging with heat. I smirked as I looked at him, reassuring his confidence. I softly kissed him, sensually, as I felt my way up his chest until I reached his face. As I closed in on his face, I ran my fingers through his hair. I gave him a kiss, moving my tongue into his mouth ever so slowly. He could barely lay still. His warm chest rose and fell as it pressed against me. His hands leisurely grabbed my hips, his thumbs slipping under the cloth that laid there. I parted from his lips and smiled at him as he waited for what I would do next. I sat up on him, looking down at his face. Smiling, I reached down and put my finger in his mouth. He tried to lay still as he sucked on it for a never-ending moment.
"Yusuke . . ." I groaned with delight. His tongue slowly wrapped around my finger, making my body burn even more. His tongue played with the tip of my finger for such a long time. I didn't want him to stop . . . but I slowly, reluctantly, pulled it from him. I took my finger and moved it toward my breasts. I gazed down at him I placed the finger on my skin. I lingered as I traced a line with his spit that lead down into my bra. I smiled and licked my lips. His face showed so much pleasure . . . such anticipation. He mouthed my name. His mouth curved up in a smile. I reached down and touched his face gently. Then . . . I quickly drew back my hand and slapped him on both sides of the face. As quickly as my hands slapped him, his red face turned from left to right in an instantaneous motion. His eyes widened as he realized I had slapped him. I could see in his face that he didn't see that coming. With my still body raging with heat and anger, I came down from him.
"What in the HELL are you doing!?" he screamed at me, exasperation overflowing in his voice. I closed up my bra and grabbed my dress from the floor. I quickly put it on and I looked at him . . . every part of him. His arms . . . his chest . . . his abs as they led down into his . . . I couldn't stop looking at him. His muscular form laid in front of me on the cushions of his couch. My body tried to calm down as I stared at him.
"We should talk, huh!?" I asked, outraged. "What took you so damn long? How long were you going to make me wait!?" Yusuke sat up now trying to cover up himself.
"What in the HELL are you talking about!?" He, too, was outraged.
"We were gonna talk, huh?" I was still trying to regain the air that had been taken from me just moments ago. "We were barely on speaking terms. In fact, we just started talking again today! If you wanted to talk so bad, why didn't you come to me!?" Yusuke looked at me, bewildered by my shouting. "I waited for a month . . . ! A WHOLE MONTH I'VE WAITED FOR YOU! And to think that I've been worried about you . . . that I still loved you!" I was panting now, tears rolling down my cheeks.
"Keiko, you don't understand!" Yusuke said. The more he talked, the more funny his position seemed. "I . . . wanted to . . . I was coming to you . . . " Yusuke struggled to talk; his voice was trembling due to his aching genitals.
"Really. . . ?" I lifted an eyebrow. "Well, I had to come and find your Sorry Ass, didn't I !?" I started laughing. I walked up to him and tapped his face on the cheek. I picked up my sweater and looked at him. "Well . . . until you decide when it's a good time for us to 'talk', I'll be somewhere, not thinking about you!" I laughed as I walked away from him slowly, making sure he had a good look at me before I left. "Oh, Yusuke?" He looked up at me in pain. "You don't have to get up. I'll let myself out." I giggled as I slipped on my shoes, opened up the door, and slammed it behind me.
I was laughing to myself. That was awesome, I said, still laughing. What an ass! Serves him right, I smiled to myself. Stupid boys. They only have one thing on their minds all the time! I walked down the street. Time . . . time . . . time? I gasped. I looked at my watch. Oh no! If I don't hurry, I'll be late! I ran towards my home. Even while I was running, I laughed to myself. My revenge! I showed him, all right . . .