28 XXX Girls Get Them Too XXX
[WARNING: THIS CHAPTER HAS A MATURE SCENE, WHICH IS NOT SUGGESTED TO BE READ IF YOU'RE NOT COMFORTABLE. IF YOU'RE NOT COMFORTABLE WITH IT, IT'S SUGGESTED YOU MOVE ON TO ANOTHER CHAPTER AND SKIP THIS CHAPTER.]
Emma was transported into another setting. She was still in ZALE, but a part of it she didn't recognize.
What she immediately noticed was that it was only her and James there.
It was seconds later, that Emma leaned close to James, her eyes locked with his. James breathed shallowly as though the anticipation was too much for him to handle.
The two of them were in a great hall, the two of them being the only people there.
"James…" Emma murmured, completely intoxicated as she pressed a tentative kiss to his lips. She was about to pull away, when James responded, reaching for her and pulling her closer. His fingers twined in her hair while his other arm wrapped around her neck, pulling her close enough so that the two were pressing against each other, their breaths entangled as they stared into each other's eyes.
"I'm sure this is against the school rules…" he murmured against her lips, his face unreadable.
Emma smirked.
"Well, we've never been one to abide by the rules since the first day of ZALE, now, have we?" She remarked in return.
As a response, James lifted Emma to his waist, not saying anything, as Emma wrapped her legs around him as he carried her to a banquette, lying her down on her back as he kissed her again and again with his ever-so-soft lips as they rove down her jaw, descending down her neck, sending explosions of pleasure all over her body as he did.
Emma ran her hands down his chest as she reveled in his muscular frame. While doing that, James' hand slipped under her top, while she unbuttoned his shirt with her one free hand, sending it tumbling to the floor down below.
His lips found hers as he gently eased her out of her own clothes before leaning down, trailing kisses from the hollow of her throat to the skin just below her ear.
He worked his way down her body, making a shiver go up Emma's spine as a breeze chilled the places his lips touched her skin in places she had never been touched before.
She reached out, fumbling and trying to open James' belt before it finally gave in and fell to the floor, tumbling as it fell.
She pulled him close, fighting back the urge to moan as he pressed onto her, and his mouth finally found her throat, much to his satisfaction.
His hands held her down, pressing her against the table, and she melted into his warmth, the closeness of the two of their bodies, and the heat between the two of them, which caused them to sink together into pure bliss.
A few minutes later, the two of them were cuddled together, his head resting on hers as his attention was fully focused on her.
"Emma...I...I love you," James confessed, looking as nervous as ever.
"AHHHH!" Emma yelled as she awoke from her deep slumber.
She panted, her breathing heavy as she tried to compose herself.
'That was a dream. It didn't happen in real life', she told herself as she tried to calm herself down.
'I can't believe I dreamed that. How am I-
She stopped. Her shock was visible on her face, and beads of sweat dripped down her face every few minutes.
It was then what she had just witnessed finally caught up to her, and she immediately stuck her face in her palms.
'HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO FACE JAMES DURING CLASSES?' She asked herself, her face burning red.
She looked around the room, grateful that Courtney and Winnie couldn't care less to check what caused her scream. They stayed asleep, oblivious to the amorous dream she just had.
She pushed her comforter away, the wet mess under there not noticed by her as she got up for her second day of school.
It was about an hour before assembly and classes started, giving her more time to prepare.
She ordered her breakfast, cleaned up, and changed into her outfit of the day.
For the second day of ZALE, Emma wore neutral suede pumps with a green wool dress, draped with a trenchcoat that doubled as a stylish prop, and something to keep her warm in the chilly weather, yet chic and stylish.
She ate her breakfast quickly before stopping at the clinic to check on her best friend and how she was doing.
Alas, when Emma came to visit her confidant, she found her still unconscious in the clinic. The clinic's nurse was monitoring her condition, and that was when Emma noticed Lily was hooked up to multiple machines.
Emma gasped when she noticed the change. Her forehead's lines deepened as she looked at Lily with worry and concern.
"What happened, Mrs Ballard? Will she be okay?" She asked ZALE's nurse.
The nurse looked worriedly from Lily to Emma before she finally answered Emma's question.
"Around last night, Ms Carmichael had trouble breathing. It got worse to the point where I had no choice but to hook her onto a ventilator. As of now, I have no idea how this will turn out, since the results of the toxicology test haven't been revealed yet. Return after school. Professor Celine will have the results by then," she suggested.
Emma's face turned grim.
Whatever Lily was facing, she had to get to the bottom of it. And she had to do it as soon as she possibly could. This might be a matter of life or death.
