CHAPTER 22

Genesis's POV

                Dark green eyes pinned me to the door, rendering me dumbstruck and stock-still. My thoughts jumped from one thing to another. My brain was demanding the energetic expenditure of an athlete but won't tell my limbs what to do.

My presence didn't in the slightlest bit deter his monstrous moves on her willing body. He pounded into her like a mad man, ravaging her, driving her into the brink of insanity. Her loud moans and screams threatening to pull the walls down.

With an icy hostility, his unblinking eyes dug into mine, hard green eyes to mild brows ones, hooking me completely, daring me to make a move, flinging paralysis my way while still plunging into her relentlessly, like a starved lion who had been deprived of meat for days.

An odd feeling started in my ears. My pulse quickened, almost like a popping sound as my heartbeat felt deeper and stronger. He roughly shoved her away and flipped her over, making a fist with her hair before bundling her head down. I watched his mouth part and his head slightly tilt to the side as he propelled her head forward and backward without care, all the while never taking his eyes off me.

He thrusted his hips back and forth, emitting an 'oomph' sound from her every now and then coupled with the sound of saliva oozing out.

Soon, a deep growl escaped his parted lips as his hips began to vigorously push back and forth and the pressure he exerted on her hair increased to a ten fold. In seconds, the girl lifted her head up and took him down with her, crawling above him to straddle him, keeping her thighs locked on his either sides. Her motions were designed in an ascending and descending pattern. Moans, gasps, howls, screams, groans, certain repeated words interrupted by another string of moans of intense pleasure flew from her mouth uncontrollably. He barely let a sound, the pads of his fingers clamping down hard on her hips as she rocked him like an experienced cowgirl with advanced knowledge of being in control.

It went on and on, skin slapping, breath  mingling, tongue curling like it was their last go and I just stood there, eyes wide, struck with a laboured breath, filling up the space of an audience, unwanted and unwelcomed. My body started to curl and my stomach contract. I felt warm and desperate and the unanticipated crave to be exhausted - in a different kind of way.

He never averted his eyes from my spot and I was unable to look elsewhere. I was trapped, hooked and transfixed. His stare was as uncomfortable as a chorus-girl corset and had the same effect on my breathing, constricted and shallow.

A vigourous tingling sensation surged through every part of my body. An unscratchable itch started at the junction below my stomach. It was a foreign feeling. One I haven't experienced before, intense and exciting, sending nerves dancing up my spine. The rational part of my brain was desperately screaming, yelling at me to work my legs but my limbs declined heeding. They had a mind of their own and obviously didn't speak the same language with my brain.

A sudden and unforseen tap on my shoulder had me twirling as fast as the wind. My heart hammered so hard in my chest like it belonged to a rabbit running for its skin. Thoughts were accelerating inside my head. I wanted them to stop so I could breathe but they didn't oblige.

Amelia's wild eyes were sheepishly staring at me and her mouth was moving, rambling out words I couldn't make out. My thoughts were busy, stolen by the sexual scene reeling from the beginning to the end like a porographic movie. My mind, branded and unable to come out from what my eyes had witnessed.

She laced our arms together and began pulling me in the direction of the stairs. I stumbled a few times on my feet as she rambled on and I just went along, following her like a sheep on the tail of its shepherd. Somehow, I was glad she didn't take notice of my state.

She chuckled, screaming into my ear, "Your boyfriend invited Michael and I." I flinched at her raised pitch voice over the loud music. "I swear, I have been touring myself around and I just can't get enough of this house. It's so huge and gorgeous and beautiful and...hey, do you know if Keegan got a brother? I need me a Keegan too. Damn, that guy is a complete sex on legs and my cherry hasn't even been popped yet. I know he's your boyfriend but still...I swear...I'd fuck him anyday to be honest. I-I mean if - if he wants to as well...I'm not just gonna jump on him you know...hey, you know I'm only saying shit, right? I won't do-do anything to jeopardize our friendship. You-you are my best friend and as my best friend..." She burped. "...you should know I'm about to..." She burped again. 

Her words were slurred and over stressed. She was drunk already. I quickly scanned the crowd in search of Michael but couldn't find him pitched among the throng so I dug out my phone from my purse and placed a call through.

In a matter of minutes, Michael and I were by our friend's side aiding her to one of the rooms upstairs. She puked so much I was a bit scared it wasn't just from her large intake of alcohol. After she was done, I cleaned her up and rummaged her things for her nightwear. I dressed her up with so much difficulty imposed on me. She wasn't a compliant. She kept on shifting and rambling about insensible things that couldn't hold water. I made sure I securely locked the door behind me before letting her be.

Somehow, I felt happy she was here. I needed someone to help keep my thoughts filtered. I let my eyes roam the lounge, scanning the drunken throng, jumping fronm one unfamiliar boozed up face to the other till they stilled on a familiar pair drawing too close in body contact.

The girl had her back arched up against the guy, her bottom roughly grinding against him as she latched his hands securely around her hips. I watched him laugh and brush away but she turned around and held him, clinging onto him so tightly. Her arms reached up to grope his neck. She tipped her toes to measure up to his height in an attempt to steal his breath. I watched them with a thudding heart and a goosebumps coated skin as he inclined his head fast enough before their lips could touch.

A deep breath of relief infiterated my lungs and escaped through my lips. The corners of his mouth pulled somewhat at the corners as he detached his body from hers and manoeuvred through tons of sweaty bodies. His head swung left and right and his eyes scattered across wild faces as if to say he was searching for someone.

I immediately made a beeline for him, pushing through the swarm to get to him. I buried my head into his brick chest the moment our bodies touched, smiling when I felt his lips assault my neck. I closed my eyes and surrended to his soft lips, obliging his intoxicating scent to take me anywhere.

I screwed my eyes tighter, breathing, "Thank you."

He stilled for a bit, muttering against my rims, "For what?"

I shrugged, unable to get a word out but another voice so strongly catalogued into my mind beat me to it. I froze for a bit, eyes wide.

His voice, deep and metallic forced blood rushing through my ears. I fought the urge to turn around as his sexual endeavours kept on playing at the forefront of my mind. My face, flushed, buried deeper into my partner's chest.

His trunk vibrated with a great shaking motion as he laughed freely at something his friend said.

He prodded him, "Dude, I've been calling your phone. What's up?"

               "Yeah, I know. That's why I muted it. I was busy and you were interrupting."

He laughed again, "You're kidding, right? I..."

I squeezed slightly, "Can...can we go up..to your room? Please?"

He glanced down at me with worry etched on his face. "You okay?"

              "Yes." I shook my head. "I just...please Keegan."

              "Okay, uh..." He wrapped his arm around my shoulders, pulling me closer while guiding my steps towards the stairs. I held onto him, drawing impossibly closer towards his warmth. I felt warm and moist, euphoric and spacey, rolled up into one. It was almost like being stoned. The hairs on the nape of my neck stood erect. Tension grew in my face and limbs as I whipped my head down the stairs where we left him and met his dark green eyes shooting daggers at the back of my head. The corner of his lips curved so fast I could have missed it as he tipped a glass of red wine in his grasp in my direction before bringing it up to his lips.

I swallowed hard, watching the liquid reach his throat as his Adam's apple bopped up and down. I blinked hard, forcing my my eyes to tear away from his snickering face. Blood rushed as fast as a bolt of lightening through my veins and my heart thumped so hard against my chest. I shut my eyes and reopened them as the world started to disappear and conversations became meaningless.

Keegan took me into his room. It was brightly lit and well furnished. I moved away from his side, bringing my arms to wrap around my body. Behind me, I heard the door gently close.

Highly stimulated and in dire need of something...anything to ease the ache, the throbbing I was feeling in my groin. It was so intense. There was nothing as empowering as it.

               "Hey, you okay?"

At the sound of his voice, I twirled, short breathed and desperate. My breaths came in gasps and my palms turned sweaty.

I forced the words out from my mouth,  "I-I just..."

The space in between his eyes formed two worried lines. He began to saunter towards me.

                "Genny, are you okay?"

                "I'm just...I'm okay. It's just that I really feel..." I swallowed down a pool of saliva.

                "You feel...?" An eyebrow arched.

                "I don't know...I do feel like..." I couldn't help it. The urge was so intense...so electrifying. I wasn't strong enough to fight it. I didn't even know if I wanted to and he was here...in front of me and was my boyfriend.

I grabbed at his neck and slanted his head over mine, catching him off guard. I kissed him with so much fervour and need, trying to extinguish the fire burning inside of me. He reached, sliding his hand around the nape of my neck, settling his mouth firmly against mine. I coaxed him for more, gliding my wet tongue deep into his mouth in deep exploration. I toured through the insides, stroking the slick interior of his cheeks but it wasn't enough. It did nothing to detonate the bomb ticking within me. I felt like I was about to explode and I was dying to do something to obstruct that.

The back of his knees hit the bed and immediately, he collapsed completely on the sheets, landing on the balls of his elbows. The seam on his lips slitted as rows of cackles tumbled out. Slowly, I began to crawl on all fours, coming up above him, blue to brown, raking all over his pecs and the ripples of arbs shooting out beneath his white shirt. My senses were heightened and mouth watered. I ran my hands through, tasting the feel of it on my palms. He was rock hard, chiselled and bricked.

He rasped, "Genny." A seering look taking over his expressions.

My hair sprawled out around him. He reached up, pushing them behind me, parting the brown tresses to get a better view of my face. I lowered my head, taking his full lips into mine, a low growl instantly making its self known at the back of his throat. My hands kneaded up into his thick, black hair as he caught my bottom lip beneath his front teeth, nibbling and feasting on it like it was his last supper and a refill wasn't guaranteed.

              "Fuck Genny. This is..."

I deepened the kiss, increasing its tempo, cutting off everything he wanted to reveal. Heat pooled at my groin. I wanted so much more than this. I needed so much more than this.

I withdrew and tugged at my dress, breathing hard. The dress was proving too difficult to come off. Too much time being wasted. I shifted against him, rubbing the heat I felt between my legs on the huge bulge on his pants.

He hissed out a breathe, "Damn Genny. Fuck. You..."

I shifted again enough to grope at his belt, aiming for the hard buckles. Blood pumped through my brain. I couldn't think straight. I was consumed with fire and mad with desire.

             "Goddamn Genny. You wanna make me cum right here and now? Fuck, you sure about this? I wouldn't..." I couldn't pay much attention to his words of protest. I was so much close to where I wanted him the most.

             "I wouldn't want you to regret this later." I unbuckled his belt. "Baby, are you really sure you want this? I wouldn't want this one-sided."

I caught the hook on his zip, fumbling with it a bit. "Hey Genny, slow down Would you? I swear to fuck, I'm gonna cum. I may not be able to restrain myself if you..."

I firmly held onto it, "Genesis, you not sure about this, are you?"

I dragged the zip down, his boxer brief coming into view. My lips quivered, my tongue itched, "Genesis?"

I licked my lips, sticking my hand in, "Fuck Genesis. I just...Shit..."

My hand brushed lightly on a hard, pulsing skin before his raised pitch voice stopped my actions completely. He grabbed tightly on wrist and pulled it back.

His chest was bulging in and out. I was all wide eyes and racing heart.

Oh God.

My hand flew to my mouth instantly. I shut my eyes, shaking my head desperately as if it would make vanish this entire scenario.

I felt him before I saw him. He lightly touched my arm. I jerked back, prying away from him.

He crooned, "Genny."

             "No." I whisper-yelled, scooting over to the end of the bed.

Oh Lord.

            "Genny, look at me."

            "No. I- I don't want to."

            "Hey, it's cool. Just...." He pulled my hand away. I immediately shut my eyes tight. "Genny please."

            "Keegan, this is so embarrassing. I shouldn't have done this. I just...."

            "There is nothing embarassing about this."

            "There is....I just....I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have come up with this..."

He chuckled, "Are you really apologizing for trying to seduce your boyfriend? Really?"

            "Keegan, it's...

            "Baby, I'm dying to fuck you. I'm dying to lose myself deep inside that pussy. I'm dying to make love to you again and again and again. Everyday fucking day, I think about how it would feel like. Sure, it's gonna be heaven here on earth. This is like the sexiest thing I've seen in a long time  and I would be lying if I tell you I ain't turned on by this because this night, I'm gonna have to deal with a lot."

            "It's just that..."

            "Did you want it? Sex? Were you really up for it?"

I sighed, shaking my head. "No."

He chuckled, "Just as I thought. So I did right by stopping you then."

There and then, I glanced up at him. He was smiling down at me. I cradled into his arms, "Thank you."

              "You gonna be okay?"

I nodded, "I just...I just want to go to bed."

              "Alright." He shifted.

I sprung up immediately, stopping him, "No stay. Please stay."

He caught my gaze for a minute or two then glanced down at our entwined fingers. I could see the hesitation in his eyes, the uncertainty, the indecision twirling, dancing beneath the corners of his irises. The control, the hold over his emotions and body he wasn't willing to unchain if it would do nothing but cease the trust and comfort I've gained in him but I shook that away, letting it go with the wind that rumbled the leaves and branches outside and tugged on, pleading in complete silence, giving him the permission he needed, reassuring him that I wanted him with me as he intently searched deep into the depth of my eyes for clarity.

I whispered, "Keegan."

I heard a breath fizzle past his lips as his shoulders slouched forward. He crawled into the sheets, reaching out for me. I turned to my sides, welcoming his arm as it snaked around my waist, snuggling me closer into his chest.

Through the window blinds, the starry night was a brilliant Van Gogh, everything bigger and brighter, blurred in the most fantastic way. Just gazing at the midnight blue canvass above stole every thought from my mind, the usual carousel of worries simply forgotten. There was the heavenly stars above and a crescent moon to smile down.

I felt the soft breeze of his hot breath ghost across my neck, "You don't wanna change?"

My eyes fluttered. I shook my head, "No."

He didn't say anything in return. I closed my eyes again, succumbing to the night's warm embrace.

After only minutes, I heard the gentle snuffles and rhythmic rise and fall of his chest.

I was almost drifting off when I felt his lips sip tenderly on my bare shoulder.

He spoke in a whisper,

               "I love you Genesis Margaret Reeds. I hope someday you say it back. I'd wait forever and a day if I've got to. That's how much you mean to me."

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