In My Dreams

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

Chapter 5 (v.1) - Teasing Isnt Nice

Submitted: June 30, 2014

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Teasing Isn't Nice

Isabella’s P.O.V

 

 

I woke up to darkness…


Like really, it was so dark I couldn’t see a thing. I may as well sleep with my eyes open.


I let out a yawn and stretched my arms yanking the thick blanket from my heated body, but I didn’t get up, didn’t feel like it.


“Sleep well… Isabella?” That deep pleasurable voice said making me scream and jump.


While still laying down, I grabbed the first thing I felt and threw it in the direction I heard him speak.


“What the hell was that for?” He hissed. Then I heard footsteps coming my way. Oh no, I’m going to die. He’s going to kill me before I turned 18, or go to college, meet the President, become a famous dancer, see my mom finally grow up, ohh I can’t forget my first kiss, hell I’ve never even been touched sexually by the opposite sex before (not that I’ve even been touched by a girl, because that’s gross of course, not offence to the lesbians). Noo, I’m just virgin Bella. A soon to be dead virgin. I…


A little dimming light came on revealing my soon to be killers face.


The first thing I noticed was those intense blue eyes.


I'm dreaming


“What are you doing in my room?” I asked failing to keep my famous glare on him. It was just too hard with him, but with anyone else it wouldn’t be.


“This is my room” He said now towering over me. I looked around, his room was much bigger than mines, his walls were black, mine were more of a dark purple. Hmm, I don’t even like purple; I’m more of a blue, green, and black person. Maybe I should have my walls painted black too.


“Why am I in your room? How did I even get here?” I asked


He just stood there staring at me.


“Umm… Hello! I just asked yo…” I started


“How old are you?” He asked cutting me off and completely ignoring my questions.


“I’m… no, I… who are you? Why am I in your bed?” I asked


“You look 18 or you could be younger, hmm” He said completely ignoring my questions… again.


“I’m not telling you anything until you answer my questions.” I stated folding my arms.


“And I have to answer to you because…?” He said looking at me as if I was crazy.


“Because… I don’t know, I’m leaving now” I forced myself to say leaving, I didn’t want to end the dream like this, he was just being stubborn. I’ll go to sleep tomorrow and hopefully if he’s in it again we’ll try this again.


I placed my feet on the floor


Ohh soft carpet.


I have a freaking wooden floor at home; I’m so jelly right now.


No Bella, focus.


As soon as I was fully up, I was pushed right back onto the bed.


“I don’t remember saying you could leave” He said causally, like he didn’t just push me back down on his bed.


“I did, now let me go” I said standing back up. And as soon as I was back to my feet, I was pushed right back down.


“Your opinion doesn’t matter” He said smirking at me.


Oh come on!


Even his smirk is sexy.


“Let me go or I…” I started but was cut off by him squeezing between my legs and leaning over me with both of his arms holding him up above me


“Or what? Sweetness… I don’t think you’re in the position to be giving demands or barking out orders. I could be a cold blood killer, feeding off your fear.” He said leaning down closer to my face.


“I… I’ll scream for help” I said


“You’ll scream… you can scream as loud as you want sweetness. I have no windows. And on top of that, this room is completely sound proof.” He said leaning closer. “So scream, it makes things so much more exciting… Isabella.”


“Wh… how do you know my name?” I whispered blinking furiously confused leaning back.


“Or I could have brought you here to be my sex slave, satisfying my every need” His hand gripped my hip, my breath hitched in my throat. His touch was icy cold, putting out the burning fire within me. I liked it. “I could tie you to my bed” His other hand traveled up my side until it got to my arm, he pulled them up above my hand and locked them. “Touch all over your delicious body, exploring places no one else ever has… or ever will” His one that was on my hip started rubbing up and down my side, back down to my hip then he started lower, my betraying legs parted on their own, begging to be touch, inviting him in. He smirked knowingly. “Taste you” He whispered leaning down closer. I leaned up trying to get closer, trying to close the small distance between us. He leaned back teasingly, and then smirked at me.


That bastard!


“I…you should… stop” I was undeniably horny. He was just teasing me, I may be a clueless virgin, but I do know a thing or two about teasing. Not that I’ve experienced it until now.


His hand let my wrist free. “You want me to stop?” His hand traveled down the side of my face, neck, to my breast. He lingered at my breast, his hand just hovering over it. I arched my back wanting to feel his hands on me. “Your body says otherwise” He said pulling his hand back, placing it back on the side of my head holding himself up. “You want me to touch you.” He placed his other hand back on my hip.


“I…I…” I shuttered not really knowing what to say next. I bet I was as red as a tomato, but he was right. I did indeed want him to touch me. He was like sex on legs.


“I want to touch you Isabella.” He whispered, his hand now trailing down my hip, in-betweens my legs. He looked right at me, lust clear in his blue eyes, and move his hand towards my p***y. He places his hand on it and…

 

I woke up.


My heart was racing, beating furiously as if it would beat out of my chest. I was sweating.


I was horny.


I reached down in my shorts, under my panties and touched my p***y.


I was soaking wet.


Images of him popped in my head. I was suddenly hearing his deep pleasuring voice.


I squeezed my legs together with my hand still inside my underwear.


This was completely new to me. Out of all my 17 years on this earth, I have never experienced anything like this before.


I tried pulling my hand out of my panties from my squeezing thighs.


My finger rubbed against my sensitive clit. I moaned out biting my lip.


Wow… that’s new.


I rubbed it again, sighing in pleasure at the feel. I closed my eyes trying to imagine him bringing me this new found pleasure. I rubbed more and more, my hips rising and rotating with my finger. A couple minutes later, I felt as if I was about to burst.


“Bella! Kate’s here!” My mom yelled making me yelp, yanking my hand out of my underwear.


“I… I’ll be down in a few” I yelled sitting up running my other hand through my hair sighing.


I can’t believe I just masturbated, thinking about a guy that isn’t even real. A dream guy.


I walked into my bathroom and turned the shower on cold. I stripped out of my clothes and step in winching at the icy cold water. But I needed it.


After my quick shower, I brushed my teeth than threw a T-Shirt and sweats on and ran down stairs.


“Hey, sorry I took so long.” I said to Kate as I took a seat on the opposite sofa.


“It’s ok, so are you nervous about being the new girl tomorrow.” She said smiling.


She’s just a bucket of sunshine every day. Does she ever frown?


“Depends… well it’s always tough to be the new person. How is your school with new people?” I asked bring both my legs up on the sofa. Resting my head on my knees.


“I mean yeah, it’s always tough because you don’t know anyone. But you know me so it shouldn’t be that bad.” She said playing with her hands. “I guess you can say that it’s like any other high school. You got your too small too tight skirt wearing cheerleaders, jocks, geeks, emos, and hippies. But then there’s that mysterious group which involves the Winchesters and there couple of friends.”


“What makes them so mysterious?” I asked lifting my head up, I was curious.


“They don’t talk to anyone beside each other and maybe once in a while the teachers. They do their own thing, never really involving there selves with anyone, even if there’s like a group discussion or something like that.” She stated.


“Why?” I asked


“I don’t even know no one really does” She said.


“Sucks for you” I said smiling.


“What sucks for me” She asked raising her eyebrow.


“Your Winchester crush” I said laughing as she threw a pillow at me.


“Shut up” She laughed falling back on the sofa.


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