19. Bubble

Okay, here's the deal. This chapter is for mature audience. I hope you like it because I definitely did.

P.S: To all my friends who are reading this, DO NOT talk to me about this, EVER! I'm gonna shut up now. Enjoy

ELIZABETH

We take the elevator and I type the passcode to our penthouse. Michael is staring at me so intensely it made my legs like jelly. As soon as we stepped out of his car he took my hand in his and never left it. He had that goddamn smile plastered on his face which has now converted into a smirk.

" Don't get any ideas, there are cameras " I say to him. Michael looks at the camera and looks back at me.

" Yes mam" he finally managed to say and resumed smiling like a goofball.Why was he smiling so much anyway? He looks like he's high. Seriously. Not that I mind obviously. I've never seen him like his before, I love it so much, it only made me smile more. We reach home and step out of the elevator. Sandra was in the living room folding the laundry.

" Hello Sandra" both of us say at the same time. We look at each other and smile again

" Hello Liz, Michael" she greeted us and zoomed in on our hands.

" Anything good you want me to make?" Sandra asks with a knowing smile.

" Some sandwiches please " Michael said adding " we'll be in the bedroom meanwhile". Having said that he dragged me out of the living room. Sandra looked at me like she wanted to say go girl! I smiled at her and shook my head. I felt my cheeks getting hot and kept my free hand on my cheek. It was like I had a fever, I was literally burning up. I've never felt like this before. Even my mouth went dry.As soon as we entered my room, Michael let go of my hand. We stood in the centre of my room staring at each other.Michael looked flushed too., glad I wasn't the only one feeling like this. I've thought about Michael and I doing things a gazillion times. How could I possibly not? I even masturbated a few times to the vivid visions of him inside me, kissing me, moving against me. I didn't last very long every time and now, he was standing in front of me, with those dark black eyes filled with so much desire, desire for me. I wanted to touch him everywhere. But suddenly I became immobile. I was nervous as fuck. I wish he made the first movestepped forward and just when I wished that he stepped forward and placed his hand on my cheek. I leaned into his palm and placed my hand on his. Suddenly I felt a shift in our energy. It was no longer raw and tense, it became soft and warm. I kissed his palm tenderly feeling the love he has for me. My Michael. I placed my other hand on his cheek and felt his stubble, it was soft and a little prickly, a teeny tiny bit.Michael then placed his hands on my waist and pulled me towards him, closing the distance between us. I felt the heat radiating from his body. Oh my , we were not even kissing yet and it already feels like this. I slowly place my hands on his chest and feel his heart thumping against my hand. I took his hand and placed it against mine to let him know I was feeling exactly the same way. That made him kiss me. The second our lips touched we lost it. He gripped my waist tightly and pulled me further into him, if that was even possible. My hands were in his hair and we were kissing frantically, like we want to make up for all the lost time. It was as if our lips were dancing ,like in a ballet, having a rhythm of their own. His hands were everywhere, my arms, my sides, my back. My hands quickly explored his chest and it was pure muscle underneath his shirt. I felt him groan against my lips. He breaked the kiss suddenly and looked at me.

" Oh El" he whispered, his face was so flushed like he just ran a marathon. He went back to kissing me and this time his tongue slid into my mouth. I have no idea when and how I reached the wall but I was against it now and Michael was leaning into me. I could feel him hard against my lower stomach. He raised my leg and hooked it against his hip and leaned further into me. The sensation of him against me drove me crazy. I've never ever felt like this before and I actually had sex. His hands were on my chest now and he brushed his thumb against my nipples. I moaned ,loud. Is this what heaven feels like. That seemed to drive him crazy and he placed his hands under my t shirt, against my stomach. His hands were cold against my hot skin. He was kissing my neck now, gently biting it.

" You are driving me crazy El" he whispered. I opened my eyes to look at him and he was staring at me. Michael Joshua Carter is the most beautiful boy I've ever seen in my entire life.

" You look so beautiful" I said placing my hands on his cheek again.

He smiled and shook his head.

" Looks aren't everything " he said and we both laughed at that. We just stood there standing, our foreheads touching each other, recovering our breaths. After a beat he kissed my nose, then my cheeks, then my eyes and started kissing me all over my face. I giggled at that.

" You do that to babies" I managed to say.

" You are my baby" he said coyly. My heart melted. God, I love him so much.

From the living room Sandra interrupted our bubble by yelling

" Sandwiches are ready!"

"Coming!" We both yelled and laughed. We went to the bathroom to fix ourselves and boy we do need fixing. Michael's hair was wild and mine was half out of my hair tie. Both of our faces were flushed , his more prominent than mine because of his pale skin. Honestly, it looks like milk. He started combing his hair and I pulled mine out of hair tie and brushed it with my fingers. Strangely all this felt felt even more intimate than actual kissing. Two lovers quickly fixing themselves after their tryst. I love this so much, I love how insanely awesome our first kiss was and how insanely awesome everything else will be. I love Michael so much. I quickly rise my head and kiss his cheek. He quickly wrapped his arms around mine and we both stood in front of the mirror, with Michael hugging me from behind placing a soft kiss on my cheek. I placed my arms on his and we smiled at each other,looking in the mirror. It was the most beautiful feeling in the entire world. December 7th, will always be the best day of my life. We sat at the dining table and ate our sandwiches in peace. That's when I remembered that I forgot to ask some important details about our relationship.

" What if Aunt-

" We'll keep it under the wraps for the minute okay, we'll figure it out" he said placing his hand on mine.

" Okay" I said smiling at him, I trust this guy with my life.

" We'll live in the moment for now" and we did exactly that. We lived in the moment. We had two weeks of school left before Christmas break. We decided not to tell anyone about us either. I already think David and belly figured it out by now and everyone else didn't really matter.We did everything the way we did earlier except there was so much sexual tension between us now. We would talk like we usually did at the lockers but he would whisper things like " I want to kiss you against this locker" ever so slightly in my ear. We would have lunch together with belly and he would choose some random time to say " I want to bend you over this table" in my ear , usually when belly was rambling about ACT scores. I had goosebumps all over my body everytime he said stuff like that and to add to that.

" You cannot say stuff like that" I murmur and kick his foot under the table.

" Of course I can, now I get why you love teasing me so much," he laughed.

" Aw look who's blushing" he kept on teasing

" You look cute when you blush" he whispered in my ear again.

" Are you guys even paying attention" belly said exasperated.

" Of course" we both said at the same time. On the days we shared classes , Michael would mouth things like " nice ass" when I was entering the class. He would turn back to look at my face and I would flip him off. Then he would mouth " waiting for that" and I would roll my eyes. I was so wrong when I thought Michael was shy boy when the fact was the complete opposite. He was extremely shameless, his dirty talk was off the charts. I never thought that he was capable of all of this at all! Come-on he was always so shy, soft and decent and gentle. I did not expect him to be so cocky and dirty.

" You have absolutely no shame whatsoever Michael" I told him one day when we were walking to ourclass.

" Why do I need that around you , baby" he whispered the baby in my ear, winked at me and dashed into his class and I took a few seconds to compose myself before I entered mine. I loved it when he called me baby, it was just a simple term of endearment but it made my day whenever he called me that, which was everyday. We had no idea what the school was thinking about us but we didn't give a shit about it. We also didn't give a shit about the future either. We were blissfully happy in the moment. I longer lived in my head, I lived in the moment and it was so liberating. My Michael. My Michael making my world a better place. Off school, things were intense, heated. We never kept our hands of each other. I loved how Michael always touched me in some way or the other. One day we were having snacks at my place like usual and he pulled me into his lap ,dragged my plate and put my food in his.

" What are you doing " I said laughing.

" This is much better, we'll eat like this.

I don't like the distance between us" and that was how we were most of the time, on each other, under each other. Things were progressing very very quickly between us. The first time he kissed my boobs, I came. It was the most intense orgasm I had in my life.

He worshipped my body.

" You look like a goddess El, so beautiful" he whispered each and every time. Things didn't go south, yet. But I'm sure they will, very soon. Today is Friday and that means we have more time to ourselves. We still studied together by that I mean he made me study. My grades improved a lot and I need to send my ACT scores to certain colleges before second sem starts. We usually hung out at my place more since nobody would be there but off late even Aunt Rose wasn't home most of the time. She was out partying with friends, working on some real estate projects and one day she even came home drunk. Michael said that he never his mother drunk ever, we just laughed about it. " Ignore me kids" she told us that today and we did. We were back at my apartment and Michael sent Sandra home early.

" Come-on Sandra, it's the weekend live a little " he said and Sandra figured out exactly what he meant.

" Go home Sandra, we want the place to ourselves" I just laughed at the entire scenario. As soon as Sandra went Michael lifted me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist . He hands his hands on my butt and he carried me to the.

" What are you doing" I said laughing.

" Carrying you" he said. Michael was all muscle beneath. He had well defined abs and his arms looked delicious. He wasn't very buff though, he had lean muscle. I was not very into buff guys in the first place. He had soft hair sprawled on his chest and that happy trail drove me crazy. He sat on the couch with me still around him and started kissing me. We changed positions quickly. In no time he was on top of me and the weight of his body on top of mine left me wanting for more. I love him on top of me. He proceeded to take of his t shirt and I unbuttoned my shirt and took my bra off.I rubbed my arms all over his chest and back, it was so smooth, like silk. He gently bit my neck and that made me wrap my legs around his back. I was moaning, wanting more. His hands were on my chest, kneading, pinching and kissing.

" Michael" I whispered.

" Uh huh" he hummed kissing my stomach.I wanted to feel him. I ran my hand over chest, over his happy trail and went down south. He quickly grabbed my hand.

" Why? What's wrong" I said disappointed.

" Not now, not today. Today is my turn" he said and slid his hand down my pants. He palmed my core and his thumb was circling my clit. Holy shit. He slowly placed his palm against my entrance and slid a finger into it. I titled my head back and clutched his free arm. He intertwined my fingers with his and placed it above my head. My mouth was so dry, I was whimpering. Michael started me kissing me, his tongue wetting my mouth, his finger working working working its away towards my climax. Just when I thought it was getting too much he whispered,

"Don't come, not yet" and slid another finger. Both of his fingers were knuckles deep inside me and there's no way I was gonna last.

" Michael " I moaned.

" Oh El, you look so sexy , I want to eat you" he whispered in my ear and gently bit my ear lobule. He ran his tongue down my neck and that pushed me to the verge.

" I'm gonna come Michael" I said before he closed my mouth with his. I came with his tongue in my mouth and his fingers inside me. After a few beats I opened my eyes and he was staring at me.

" You are the most gorgeous person I've ever seen El" he whispered. Both of us were covered in sweat. He gently removed his fingers form my pants and sat upright. If he's gonna do what I think he's gonna do,

" No! No no " I said lunging towards him and he kept his fingers, the fingers that were just inside me , in his mouth.

I closed my eyes with my hands.

" Why the fuck did you do that" I sang

" Tastes good actually, salty" he said. I blushed so hard at that. I stood up and yanked him by his hand and dragged to the sink in my bathroom.

" Wash them. Now!" I yelled. He was laughing. We were both half naked standing in my bathroom. He washed his hands all while laughing. I stood with my hands folded against my chest and shook my head. Such a dirty boy. He dried his hands with the hand towel and opened his arms wide gesturing me to embrace him.

I went and placed my arms around his and sank into him. My chest was touching his and the sensation of skin against skin made me horny again.

" I love you " he said looking into my eyes.

" I love you" I said looking into his and we started kissing again.