His lips devoured mine

James snapped his fingers across my face to which I

blinked several times. It made me realize that I was only

deluding myself into kissing my teacher at that moment.

"Are you alright?" he asked. He was holding onto a

bottle of beer.

For a second there, I thought it was real. My cheeks

turned bright red. I'm digging my own grave!

"You're blushing," he pointed out, chuckling to himself.

At that moment, it felt like my world stopped for a moment. His

perfectly aligned teeth and squinting eyes looked so mesmerizing

in my view that I was left in a trance. I stared at him. "Come on,

finish your food and join us after," he added before standing up.

I'm not sure if he noticed me deluding myself earlier but

seriously! It was embarrassing.

I continued to finish my food despite it tasting bland

now. My head was still lingering towards the incident earlier and

as I kept repeating it, I was left dumbfounded and shy.

When I finished my meal, I immediately went towards

the sink and was about to wash the dishes when Miranda

appeared.

"Are you done? How is it? Did you like it?" she asked,

one after another.

"Yes, it was delicious," I said. "You're a great cook," I

added as a compliment. Truthfully speaking, she is indeed great.

I loved the way she cooked the food not until James interrupted

me earlier.

"I'm glad you like it. How about you come and join us in

the living room?" Miranda suggested.

I only smiled and nodded.

"Sure, just let me finish this one."

"Okay, I'll wait for you so we can go together. Let's

bring a few beers, some nuts and then chips," she suggested

before opening the door of the refrigerator. She took out a

handful of bottles inside and opened the cupboard for stockpiles.

When I was finished with washing the dishes, I helped

my friend carry the snacks towards the living room.

James and Alfred were already seated on the sofa,

watching movies.

This sort of activity made me remember that time when

we all went for a movie marathon. It was that time when Oddie

and I did something we could never take back anymore.

I gulped.

Throughout that time, despite the movie flashing a

horror scene; I wasn't scared because of how I wasn't paying

attention. His presence was a distraction at that time that I bit my

lip when I had to go through it again.

I sat on one of the single sofas opposite to James while

the couple sat together. Along the way, nothing really happened.

Our attention were just so engrossed with the narration of the

work that time flew quickly until I noticed Miranda and Alfred

already asleep.

My eyes roamed to look at James, only to see him glance

at me. He motioned to give me chips to which I accepted.

After a while, I heard Alfred's voice.

"Honey, wake up, we better go to bed," he said in a

gentle tone. He shook his girlfriend's body a little, only to see her

open her eyes.

"Oh?" she mumbled. "I-I'm sorry. I guess I was really

tired," Miranda said, rubbing her eyes. "Sweetie, James, if it's

alright with you, we'll go to bed now."

I only nodded as a response.

"It looked like she's really tired," Alfred added while

escorting his partner. He patted James lightly on the shoulder

before looking at me, "We'll be upstairs, Emmie." I stuck out my

hand for a thumb up.

Everything was completely the same and mundane

throughout the movie, not until we reached a bed scene.

A chill ran down my spine as I heard the woman's voice

moan on the television. It was giving me a hint of hot sensation

from across my body to which I bit my lower lip. I took a peek at

James who was sitting from my opposite direction, only to avert

my eyes when I noticed him staring right back at me.

In less than a second, I noticed him approach me with

such a bright red face. He was drunk and I was sober yet left in a

trance. When he closed the distance between the two of us, I

immediately felt his lips against mine.

He entered my mouth slowly from across my closed my

teeth and in a moment, he travelled his hands across my back

and down to my waist. He let me sit onto his lap as my legs

parted on its own.

I could feel his manhood getting hard and erect as it

continued to rub off itself from across my thighs. I let out a moan

as my breath became hot.

He was stimulating, arousing my being. His hands then

crawled towards my chest, cupping my breasts.

We only broke our kiss when we both gasped for air. I

groaned.

His lips then went down towards my neck and onto my

chest. He buried his face against my top as he started sucking my

nipples.