Guest/Guest/Ana – Hahaha, I know…but don't you just love the tension sometimes? Hope this chapter makes up for all that buildup
Cele – You'll find out in the next chapter :-)
Trinity Dower – Sadly nooo… but hope this chapter makes up for it!
Shadedgrey15 – lol! I can tell you that you'll find out if Emily was awake or not in Chapter 18. I think you might like the way you find out too. As for the teasing…all I can do is smile. You kinda know my writing tho…with every tease there's a bit of foreshadowing no?
Angel – Someone definitely makes the move…let me know what you think of this chapter ;-)
Cam – For some reason I immediately thought of that meme when I read your comment and couldn't stop laughing. Thank you for that!
On a side note, since it's a holiday over in the states Monday I'll probably post another chapter either Monday or Tuesday night. Also, I don't speak/write Spanish however I think it's one of the sexiest languages out there and I tried my best to write it out in this chapter. I just want to apologize in advance in case I was completely off. Happy Valentine's Day!
Disclaimer: I do not own Pretty Little Liars or any of its characters
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Touch was truly a nightclub that showed its intimacy before entering the premise. Walking passed the glass doors; the gang entered upon a glass tunnel with water walls only lighted by strobe beams. Feeling the vibration along with the transverse waves forming in the water, the reggaeton music before them added eagerness to atmosphere. Reaching the end, they stood at the top of a large black marble staircase overlooking the layout of the club.
Before them rested a large crystal chandelier reflecting the rays of lights throughout the club with several other minor chandeliers surrounding it. Right below, was the DJ's booth which held a steel casing that spit out fire every time the song hit its peak. The 26,000 square foot dancing area right below the booth was packed to capacity making it hard to navigate to the dance floor from the start.
Surrounding the venue were drapes of red velvet curtains that added an extra glow to the nightclub. With three tiers laid sky tables of dark burgundy focused on the dance floor, the leather furniture and classic metal accents added a dark sexy touch that was very unique elsewhere. Three large bars surrounded the dance floor making it less overcrowded to buy drinks. Between each bar stood a large hand blown glass cage containing dancers of its own, impending from the ceiling.
Kyle however was never one for crowds. With connections of his own, he managed to reserve one of the VIP sky tables located on the 1st level to the far left. Navigating to their left, they all pushed and crawled their way to the table which was holding a bottle of Cîroc and Jameson. Along with the liquor, there was a bottle of Cranberry and Ginger Ale just as the girls liked.
Shana was the first to grab the bottle of Cîroc opening it as Michelle lined out cups in order for her to pour out a few shots of liquid courage. Emily looked onto the dance floor watching the talent in front of her. The hip movement, the footwork, the proximity among the dancers, everything oozed sensuality. Everyone was in an artistic rhythm. No one fighting, no one angry, no one drunk; just everyone there for the love of dance.
Pulling her out of her trance, Kyle handed Emily the cup of courage ready to cheer the night away. As they guzzled the shot, Shana instantly grabbed both Emily and Aria, pulling them toward the dance floor. Watching abjectly from the corner, Paige was only able to observe as the ultra-low black short dress disappeared into the crowd with the indispensable stares following; all obscure to the brunette. However, if Paige didn't know any better, she could have sworn she had noticed Emily glance back at her; only to conclude the lights were playing games with her.
Breaking free from her daze, Paige turned back to the rest of the group as Kyle was setting up yet another round for them to take. They toasted once again swallowing yet another taste of pure sin. Kyle, Michelle and Paige all took notice of the group of radiant women standing behind them, playfully smiling back at them as a nudge to come over.
Putting down his glass, Kyle patted Michelle on the back on yelled, "My girl is on the floor right there, whining between her two friends" he said pointing out on the dance floor. "You girls have your pick" he finished as he disappeared into the crowd.
Paige smiled over at Michelle whose attention was strictly on the 5'3" dirty blonde's chest standing in the center. Paige turned to watch at what Michelle was so fascinated by; quickly realizing her pick was in fact sound. The 5'3" woman seductively walked up to Michelle whispering something only loud enough for Michelle to hear. A huge grin soon came across Michelle's face as her hand went securely around the woman's bare midriff. She whispered something back before turning to face Paige. "Then there was one. Don't think you only have to pick one!" Michelle screamed out. Standing behind the young female, Paige watched as Michelle positioned herself directly behind the blonde and walked in the opposite direction of the dance floor.
Pouring herself a glass of straight whiskey, Paige rested her arms on the arm rest overlooking crowd of alluring women. But even with crowds and crowds of woman surrounding her, Paige still found herself fixated yet again on that famous black dress; not realizing the group of women giggling and gawking at her from behind her.
Taking a sip from her glass, Paige soon felt a hand slowly moving across her waist. Slowly turning her head, she was looking into the most hazel eyes she's seen yet.
"You honestly can't just stand here looking as good as you do" the smaller woman said with a Columbian accent.
"No? What should I be doing instead" Paige responding turning her body to face her.
Inching closer, the thin brunette whispered, "me muestra su ritmo" as she lightly licked the bottom of her earlobe.
Paige's lips parted at the sudden rush of fascination she felt from the heat of her lips. Leaning on one hand, she allowed the brunette to shift her way between her and the rail. As she did, Paige responded, "creo que se puede controlar el ritmo?"
With a smirk, she replied, "me mostraron lo que tienes" rubbing her hand up Paige arms. With her hands still roaming, it found its way up around Paige's neck bringing her ear down to her lips taking a quick nibble.
As any other instant reaction, her eyes closed in pleasure allowing the young woman to take advantage. Opening her eyes, Paige found herself making contact with the brunette she found herself so often trance fixed with.
Slowly grinding up on a perfect stranger, Emily allowed her arms to navigate behind her and around the neck of a well tanned individual. Moving her fingers up through the woman's hair, Emily couldn't help but focus on how close Paige's frame was to the thin figure in front of her. She was so focused on the scene before her, she didn't realize Paige was staring right back at her. Focusing her own eyes on the fitted stranger standing behind Emily, Paige began roaming her hands around the smaller woman's torso in front of her with the same pace Emily's own hands were moving on her dance partner's.
Breaking her trance, the brunette slightly ran one finger down Paige's chest bringing a quick shiver to her back. Glaring back into the hazel eyes, she found herself walking backwards to sit on the couch right behind her. As she plunged down, the brunette soon followed. Grabbing the Jameson, the hazel eye brunette filled her cup and poured one for herself. Bringing it her lips, Paige's eyes focused back on the dance floor watching Emily seductively move with the woman she just met. In quick swallow, Paige finished her whiskey and placed the cup down. Bracing back, Paige's right hand went up on the couch rest behind the attractive woman now sitting with her. Taking it as hint, she began moving in closer brushing her hand up the auburn's thigh. As she shifted upward, Paige found the woman's lips navigating toward her neck. The moment they touched, Paige's hand instantly went around the woman's hips; having the same impact every other girl had on her.
Just as the small kisses started to become heated, Michelle arrived with the dirty blonde once again on her side taking a seat next to her.
Sitting next to Paige she looked over and smiled. "Very nice chief. The back is, uh, nice and warm" she said giving Paige a shove.
Turning to face her, Paige scrunched her eyebrows in disgust before standing up. Straightening out her shirt, she put a hand out and helped the lady by her side up leading her to the entrance of the dance floor.
Merely minutes turned into hours as the group found themselves dancing the night way. Swaying to the music, the atmosphere soon became sweaty yet remained just as enjoyable. Shana and Kyle found themselves going back to their section to get a break from the hastiness on the dance floor. Not giving it a second thought, Emily quickly made a hand signal to her companion on the dance floor that she was going to follow them. With a decent mind, the woman quickly acknowledged and accepted her decision. Bowing slightly, the stranger gave her a kiss on her hand before drowning herself with the rest of the crowd.
Taking a sip of her vodka cranberry Shana had made for her, Emily listened and laughed along with Shana and Kyle as they spoke about the last time they all went out drinking. As she took another sip, Emily's eyes instinctively shifted to the dance floor as Paige appeared with the same slim figure that she was with earlier. Within seconds, her mind closed off everything else but the two grinding closely together on the dance floor. With the song approaching the end, Emily finally recognized a song she heard ever so often.
Masivo!
Vamous cogele, ritmo, cintura, rodillas al piso
Baja y pasa el limbo
Esto esta como, como pa, como pa, como pa rumbiar
Pa pasarla caliente, con toda mi gente
Nos favorece el sol, un bronceado y el calor
No puede estar major!
Zu-zu-zumba!
Emily knew and danced to this song since she saw the music video by Daddy Yankee. Grabbing Shana, Emily began navigating her way to the dance floor just as she noticed Paige and the leggy brunette dancing tremendously seductively on the dance floor. Shana immediately noticed the reduction in Emily's speed before switching places with the brunette as she dragged the beauty toward the dance floor. Completely halting where she stood, Emily couldn't drift her eyes away from the way Paige dancing. Shana turned toward the girl in confusion before letting go and making eye contact with Kyle; calling him over to take Emily's place.
Finding herself back to the black leather couch, Emily poured herself a generous amount of Jameson without losing eye contact on the dancing couple in front of her. If she didn't know any better, it looked as they were doing a fast pace Bachata to the song.
She watched as Paige's gazed was focused on the brunette's perfectly firmed ass in front of her shaking it with complete control. Paige's hands turned her around placing one on her back and the other holding her hand as they danced. Emily watched the movement the hazel eye brunette's hips as it moved in rhythm with the music. Watching them more and more, Emily poured another glass of Jameson, before taking a sip. She observed them move as though they practiced this routine so many times before. Watching as the Latina beauty turned around, rotating her ass in a circular position around Paige's crotch, Emily clenched her jaw as she took another sip to hide her uneasiness.
This time, Paige's eyes shifted toward the brunette's direction, noticing her glass of whisky. She knew Emily hated straight whiskey, but didn't think much of it. Paige placed her hands back on the dancing companion's hips and continued the basic three step Cuban dance. Every time they were supposed to tap, the woman's leg rubbed up Paige's leg and went back down giving more of an effect to the dance. The higher her leg went, the angrier Emily got. Taking another sip, Paige once again took notice as Emily chugged the rest of her whiskey. Affecting her rhythm, the Latina before her turned to face her, forcing her to make eye contact with Paige as her hands continued up, shifting through her auburn hair.
The amount of alcohol Emily was in taking began slowly taking effect her. Sitting back down, Emily took in a deep breath. As the song approached the end, the whole crowd cheered at the performance Paige just displayed. Giving a quick kiss on the cheek of her dance mate, Paige whispered she'd be right back focusing her eyes on the seating area which Emily was no longer in.
Making a quick dash for the first tier, Paige noticed there was no presence Emily was ever there besides the glass she used to chug back her Jameson. Navigating quickly through the crowd, Paige headed for the bathroom section trying to decipher if Emily was in there; but was sorely mistaken.
Thinking to herself, Paige made her way towards the exit just in time to notice the brunette storming away just as she previously done not so long ago. Noticing Emily turning the street corner, Paige was about to make run toward her as a women's hand grabbed her arm.
"Hey, sexy. Why are you leaving so soon? Why don't you save a dance for me in there?" the striking woman responded seductively.
Pulling away Paige found herself saying, "Not today."
Turning her attention back to Emily, she made a run for it. Approaching the corner where Emily turned, she noticed her already two blocks down ready to make another turn as she screamed for her.
"Emily!" Paige screamed out as she continued running. Noticing the brunette did not slow down, she continued calling out her name. "Emily! Stop pretending like you don't hear me!"
Halting, Emily stood in place out of breath. Panting, she turned around to face Paige as the auburn girl finally caught up.
"What are you doing? It's 3 in the morning and we're by the darkest area in DUMBO plus you're tipsy. Anyone could –" Paige began belting out before Emily interrupted her.
"I'm not tipsy" she said sternly knowing she was too livid to be tipsy.
Paige looked at her with a harsh look and replied "You're not tipsy? You just chugged a glass of Jameson. If you're not, you will be." Realizing her tone Paige continued, "Look, I don't want to yell. Just come back inside and I'll give you a ride."
Emily continued to walk as she said "I'm not going back in there". Turning back around to face her, she let out a sigh and continued, "I'm fine. My SUV is right over there by the water. I'll text you when I'm home" she said calmly before turning back to walk.
"What is your issue? You stormed out at my parents party without even saying bye—" Paige screamed out before being interrupted once again by Emily.
"I did say bye! But you were a bit preoccupied at that moment. And if I remember correctly, you stormed out of 230 fifth as well!" she screamed back at the expense of tripping over her own feet. Paige rushed to help her up but Emily just pushed her back. "At least I make an effort to try to get in contact with you. Now how about you just go back in there? I think your Latina chick is waiting for you".
Still kneeling from trying to help Emily up, Paige calmly asked once again, "Emily, let me give you a ride home".
"Why? Why do you even care?" Emily said in a whimper.
"Why do I care? We're friends. We look out for one another. And right now, I'm looking out for you." Paige responded getting up.
"Friends" Emily repeated with sarcasm as she nodded her head. Walking back slowly until her back was pressed up against the brick building, Emily whimpered out, "Please, just go".
"Why do you want me go so badly?" Paige responded in a whisper moving closer to her. "Why were you drinking straight whisky? When did you start drinking hard like that? Why are you so angry?"
Combing her hair back, Emily pushed off against the wall. Why is she so dense? Clearing her throat she replied "I just want to go home".
As she turned back around, she felt the bunch of keys in her hand being pulled away. Before she could react, she turned around to see Paige holding them up. With a stern look she said, "And now I'll take you home".
Standing still, Emily held her hand and with a stern tone responded, "Give me back my keys".
Following her body language, Paige stood where she was and said, "What is the big deal if I take you home?"
Emily swiftly began moving towards her giving her a little push asking once again for her keys.
Moving backwards towards the brick building, Paige couldn't help but smile as she held the keys behind her, "take it from me".
Getting a bit aggravated, but some somewhat enjoying the childish play, Emily stood in front of her with a hand on both sides of Paige's waist trying to grab the keys, "give me back the keys!".
Paige realized how close their faces were and was mesmerized of how beautiful Emily looked. Brushing a few strands away from her face, Paige whispered, "Take it from me".
At the sudden touch from where the auburn girl's fingers lingered, Emily froze. Her lips parted as she made eye contact with Paige. Taking in a deep breath, she finally blinked and took a step back whispering "stop".
Realizing she might have pushed too hard, Paige couldn't bear to look at Emily in the eyes. Feeling insecure, Paige was barely able to whisper, "I'm sorry. Let me go grab Shana or Aria and ask them to give you a ride home"
As Paige pushed herself off the wall, Emily whispered back "Why do you have to do that?"
Not holding back her anger, Paige screamed out "Do what? What did I do? Take your keys? The last thing I want to do is hurt you".
"You've been hurting me since I met you. Why could you just not talk to me and ignore me? We were doing perfectly fine in high school before you decided to speak to me. Then once you did speak to me you played this Jackal and Hyde person with me." Emily firmly stated as she walked away.
"I didn't even speak to you after that night in the park. What are you talking about?" Paige dim wittingly asked.
Turning around Emily looked at the auburn girl square in the eye. "What am I talking about it?" Emily asked sternly as she began walking slowly toward Paige. "What am I talking about? Why were you always watching over me?" the brunette asked as she watched Paige's lips part at the revelation. "What? You didn't think I noticed? You didn't think I knew you were watching me at Kayla's house party? Or in by lockers in school? Or in class? You honestly don't think I felt your stupid gaze when I entered the Halloween Dance?" Emily continued asking as she watched Paige's eyebrow arch at the new confession. Watching the girl's dark brown eyes focus on the floor as she clenched her jaw, Emily knew she wasn't going to stop there. "Then you just left. And when you did finally see me after how many years? You ran away again. When I finally saw you matured in every aspect of your life, I realized you were the same girl when it came to me. So what? What do you want from me?" the brunette painfully asked.
Confused and hurt, Paige continued to look at the ground not knowing how to even start to answer that question. She didn't dare want to look in the brunette's eyes. Beginning to retreat, Emily nodded her head angrily as she didn't hear a response. Pausing for a second, Emily closed her eyes in frustration as she turned around noticing the auburn girl walking away. Clenching her jaw, Emily began walking faster until she caught up to the girl; pushing her hard enough for the auburn girl's back to slam against the wall.
Forcing Paige to look her in the eyes, Emily parted her lips as she saw tears forming in those deep brown orbs she came to adore. Without breaking eye contact, Emily allowed her hands to roam up Paige's torso, tracing them upward toward the girl's chest then went up to fit perfectly around her neck. With the new found courage she had, Emily pulled Paige downward as she finally brought the girl's lips down to her own.
Startled at first, Paige almost instantly pulled Emily into a deeper kiss by holding onto the girl's lower back tighter as she molded their bodies together. Neither girl could deny the inimitable feeling the moment their lips touched. It was unlike anything they've ever felt before. Emily could feel Paige's hands grazing against her back and couldn't help the moan that escaped her lips as the auburn girl reached her ass; giving it a firm squeeze before molding their groins together. Emily's body felt as though it was going to just melt into Paige. The more Paige held her, the more she moaned.
Turning her so it would be Emily's back against the wall, Paige picked the brunette up and rested her on her own hips as Emily's legs skillfully wrapped around the auburn girl in support. It was obvious both girls needed to relieve their emotions by the intensity of their kisses. With Emily's body above her, Paige allowed a moan to escape giving Emily instant permission for her tongue to finally explore Paige's mouth. Lowering her kisses, Paige began placing them on Emily's neck and continued moving down to her chest; allowing the brunette's moans to become more fortified as the lips of the auburn girl settled between her breasts.
Paige slowly began roaming her hands up Emily's thighs, pushing the brunette's dress further up; relinquishing in the feel of the newly explored skin under her fingertips. As her cold hands began feeling the tanned woman's warm skin, Emily's body flew back as the contact of the woman's fingers began making its way toward the area Emily needed relief.
Paige never stopped or slowed kisses until she heard a familiar voice. "Emily! Paige!" the voice screamed. Coming closer to them, Paige realized it was Shana as she slowly broke away from the kiss. Slowly placing Emily down, both girls looked at each other with such tenderness before hearing the scream once again, "Emily! Paige!"
Brushing back her hair, Emily straightened out her jacket as Paige could only watch the woman in amazement. Noticing a tear fall from the brunette's eyes, Paige parted her lips; she didn't know if Emily suddenly regretted what they did. What Paige did know was that she needed the brunette to know she had no regrets. Raising her right hand slowly toward the brunette's face, Paige gently cupped Emily's chin before leaning over and gently kissed her tear away. Emily just stood there in admiration before she watched Paige leaned in slightly one more time as she grazed her thumb across her plumped lips and gently kissed them one more time; trying to relinquish every feeling she had for the girl.
Finally breaking their kiss, Paige moved to the corner to wave down Shana without breaking eye contact from Emily. "We're over here!" she screamed out waving down Shana.
Running over, Shana acknowledged her. "There you guys are! We've been looking everywhere for you guys! What's going on?"
Swallowing a bit, Paige tried to control her voice before finally responding. "Emily here, wants to drive back home" turning to face the brunette as she watched the girl still stunned. Noticing Emily turn and stumble away, Paige continued. "But she doesn't want me to take her home" showing Shana the keys.
Emily knew she was stumbling and knew it wasn't due to the alcohol. Feeling her body still shivering from the kiss, she didn't even have the ability to make a cognitive sentence.
"No worries" Shana said with a smile taking the keys. "I'll take her home" she said running over to help Emily up.
Paige continued watching as the girls make it safely to the car and pull away. Observing the vehicle until she couldn't see the back lights, Paige leaned against the wall nodding her head. Letting out a deep breath, the girl looked toward the night sky before brushing back her hair. Smiling to herself, Paige made her way back into the nightclub to say goodbye to the rest of the folks. Still in disbelief she finally kissed Emily, Paige knew it was way more incredible than she expected. She could still feel the brunette's luscious lips on her own. Having to bite back the smile plastered across her lips, there was no way in hell Paige could just set aside her feelings anymore.