Chapter 5

I JUST stared at Jeremy who was drinking heavily. He already drank a lot and he has been telling me to drink with him a lot of times but I always refuse. I don't know the reason why he's drinking. There is a part of me that feels sad because I know, after this, something will happen between us again. 

Jannah the bedwarmer.

"Shot, Jan." He handed me his shot glass which contains a hard drink. I shook a him to show my refusal and gently lowered his hand. I sighed and looked at the clock. It's already eight in the evening.

"Jeremy, I need to go," I said without looking at him. I stood up to pick up my bag but I was so shocked when he pulled me to sit on his lap. I cursed on my mind and closed my eyes tightly. Shit. This is what I’m saying.

"No. Let’s have fun first,” he said huskily and lowered the shot glass on the table. He wrapped his arms around my waist and nuzzled his face on my neck. I swallowed hard when I felt his breath on my earlobe. It sent shivers down my spine and the hairs of my neck stoood on an end.

I close my eyes tightly as he plants a kiss on my neck. I held my breath. I repeatedly told my brain that he would never remember what happened to us the next day. Still, even if I already proved it to myself, I still couldn’t help but be nervous.

“Jeremy,” I uttered his name. He made me lean on his chest and kissed my jaw. I tilted my head to the other side, meeting his lips. 

I missed him. I missed his lips.

My heart ached at the thought that this was the only way I could make him feel I loved him more than a friend, and he won’t even remember it. At all.

His hands went inside my shirt, cupping both of my breasts. Even with my brassiere on, I could still feel the warmth of his hands. He inserted his tongue into my mouth which made me moan. The taste of liquor and the sweetness of his lips exploded inside my mouth. It made my body heat up even more especially when he played with the peaks above my breasts.

He pulled apart and I sighed dreamily as his kisses went down to my neck again. I raised my arms, encircling them around his neck and played with the softness of his hair. Even though he was wearing slacks, I could still feel his hard manhood poking my ass.

My lips parted when one of his hands entered my underwear. I moaned loudly and my hips lifted. Goodness, he's playing with my wet feminity, rubbing his thumb across my clitoris.

"Shit." I took a deep breath and met his lips again. Jeremy groaned against my lips when I ground my ass against his hardness. His other hand is kneading my breast gently and I let out a loud gasp. The things that he has been doing to me made my mind blow. My mind is flying. All I could think about is Jeremy's lips on mine and his hands playing with my feminity and breast.

Fucking good.

He removed his hand inside my underwear and lifted me up without interrupting our kiss. We seemed so eager for each other, lips to lips, chest to chest. And as my insides burn with desire, I admire how we perfectly fit with each other, as if we are jigsaw puzzles forming a picture of burning lust and desire.

Jeremy entered inside his room and the moment he laid me down, he immediately went on top of me. I raised my arms when his hands went to the hem of my shirt. He just threw it away, not bothering where it landed, and then took off his clothes. I gulped hard when I saw his glorious body, crafted perfectly by the holy hands of God. 

I blinked when Jeremy stroked my cheek, pulling me off from my reverie. Jeremy is staring at me with his soft eyes, making the butterflies inside my stomach swarm. Why the fuck is he looking at me like that?

“Like what you see?” he asked, clearly drunk. I mentally scolded myself and rolled my eyes heavenwards. Did I really give meaning to the way he looked at me? He's drunk, okay?

“Oh, shut up, you jerk,” I said before cupping his cheeks and pulling his face closer to mine. I descended his lips onto mine and the moment our lips met, bolts of pleasure ran down my spine, making me shiver. Jeremy bit my lower lip and gently sucked on it. I could feel his hunger towards me or should I say. . . towards this thing.

I chose not to entertain those thoughts. I chose to focus my attention on kissing Jeremy, silently hoping that by the way I kissed him, he would recognize my heart that had long been shouting his name.

“Jeremy,” I closed my eyes when his kisses went down my jaw. He gently caressed one of my thighs, it was as if he was urging me to wrap my legs around his hips, so I did. I felt his manhood even more against my core. I bit my lower lip. 

I want him. All of him.

Jeremy's other hand went behind me. I arched my back and he unclasped my bra, immediately latching one of my nipples. I moaned at what he did especially when he swirled his wet tongue around my peaks like a baby hungry for milk. The warmth and softness of his mouth made me sigh in pleasure. Ah, it feels so fucking good.

"Oh, Jem." My fingers tunneled through his hair. My lips parted. I arched my back more, surrendering myself to him. Jeremy groaned against my breast as his other hand undid the button of my jeans. He pulled away for a moment and quickly took off my jeans along with my underwear.

All the time, I am just looking at him. We are just looking at each other, and no one dared to break the contact. After he took off my clothes, he followed his jeans. My gaze dropped on his hugeness and the moment he took his boxers off, his manhood sprang. I was greeted by his huge manhood. Its tip is too red and its veins are bulging as if ready to rock my core hard.

When we were still 18, his dick was already big. And now, it had grown even more. Fuck. 

That thought made me swallow.

He quickly went on top of me and kissed my breasts down to my abdomen. The sound that his kisses make ignited my burning lust for him even more. My hips rose and my lips parted. I can't wait for his lips to reach my feminity. My sex is aching for his manhood and his kisses. Fuck.

My eyes widened when his lips finally reached my femininity. He's lapping my feminity and his tongue is playing with my clitoris, making me squeeze my eyes tight. I took a deep breath at what he did especially when he inserted two fingers into my core. He curled his fingers inside me, making me scream his name. Holy shit!

“Easy, honey,” he chuckled and played with my feminity again. My chest heaved and my brain seemed to explode. The only thing on my mind was Jeremy’s lips that were on my womanhood.

Jeremy held my hips as he dove into my core. I moaned loudly when he moved his finger inside me, continuously hitting my gspot. Shit! Shit! I feel like I'm going crazy over this heaven that Jeremy is making me feel!

"Goodness, Jeremy!" My knees are shaking. I gripped the bedsheet too tightly and my head sank deeper into the mattress. Jeremy lapped my core even more.

I felt a tingling sensation build up in my abdomen and moments later, I finally exploded in his mouth. I chased my breath and kept my eyes closed. That was so so great.

Jeremy kissed my pussy again and I winced. I blew air, wanting to cry because of what he’s doing. Shit. 

"No, Jeremy," I protested, but I didn’t know if he heard that. I'm still so fucking sensitive. My knees were still shaking and I couldn’t seem to feel them anymore.

"You're so sweet," Jeremy muttered underneath his breath. He touched my labia and rolled his thumb across it. "And so soft," he added before covering my body with his. 

I felt his kiss on my lips and I kissed him back with the same intensity and same hunger. A thought suddenly crossed my mind. Are we really just kissing out of love?

I immediately erased those thoughts and gripped his hair tightly. His manhood hits my core. I wrapped my arms around his hips, feeling him more. We moaned together. Shit. Fucking delicious. 

“I want you,” Jeremy huskily said. I kissed him again and immediately pulled away. I stared at his eyes and caressed his cheek. I didn't hide my feelings for him and I know he could see it in my eyes.

“Take me, love,” I said in a low voice. I gulped hard as I blinked. That's the first time I called him using that enderament. His eyes glowed in amusement. My heart was pounding. I didn't expect that calling him 'love' would feel so. . . nice.

"Sweet," he muttered before kissing my lips again. I kissed him back, giving my all to him. 

He entered me slowly. He bit my lower lip, can’t controlling himself anymore. I knew it would bleed and hurt but I didn't care. Pleasure overtook my soul.

He pressed our foreheads together and thrusted inside me again.  My mouth went agape. His breath hit my lips and my eyes remained closed. Shit. I want him now. Full. Raw.

We both moaned when he entered me fully. My core feels so fucking full and his manhood hit the deepest part of my vagina. Damn. He’s so fucking huge.

"Fuck," he sternly cursed. He let me adjust his size first before he moved slowly inside me. I grabbed him by the shoulder.

Jeremy buried his face in my neck and gently bit it. My lips parted and a gasp escaped from my mouth as he fasten his pace even more. I could hear the sound of our skins slapping. I followed his every movement, his rhythm, and I danced along with him.

We were dancing in flames, and as Jeremy plunged inside me deeper, harder, and rougher, my thoughts were drowned in pleasure and sensation that he has been giving me. 

He gave me so much part of himself, the good and the bad, and I’m willing to take it all.

"Love, y-you're so t-tight," he seemed to have a hard time because of my tighteness. But that’s not my concern. My heart pounded at what I heard. Did he just call me 'love'?

That disappeared from my mind when he thrusted inside me again.He plunged deeper into my core, making me scratch his back. I moaned loudly. I hugged his body and met his every thrusts. Jeremy groaned against my neck as he fasten his pace.

"Shit, Jeremy!" I no longer knew where I was going to hold. If I should continue scratching his broad back or hold on to his tight muscles. Fuck. I’m going crazy with what Jeremy is doing to my body!

"Damn it!" he groaned and bit my neck. Our bodies are bathed in sweat and Jeremy's body is on fire. . . and so is mine.

“Jeremy!”

"Jannah!"

The moment I called his name, I came. Jeremy exploded inside me. It was only then that I realized the name he called me. My eyes widened and I held my breath.

He kissed my forehead and hugged me. I remained staring at the ceiling and I could hear nothing but my heart, beating faster than ever. Fuck. It can't be.

He called me by my name.