A Jenna Ortega and Emma Myers Love Story

Your Touch Haunts Me Part 3 (Mature)

Jenna's POV: I was in the bathroom, my towel still wrapped around me. I looked at the hickey Emma gave me. It was dark, red, and swollen on my skin. For some odd reason, it was a pretty color. I liked it. I want her to give me more, everywhere. No stopping this time. The way she grasped my waist, the feeling of her lips on my skin, the way her lips pulled away from me. My body craves and aches for her touch everyday. I got lost in my own thoughts again. I got dressed and opened the bathroom door. Emma was sitting on the bed, her hands supporting her from behind, staring at me with those eyes. She stood up and walked over to me slowly while making eye contact. Our faces were inches apart. I was gravitating towards her like a magnet. She looked down at my arms for a second, and placed both her hands on them. She rubbed up and down my arms, pulling me closer.
"I'm very busy today. I'll miss you while I'm working. I'll think about you every chance I get." She whispered into me. My whole body shivered just by her words. She pulled away and looked down at my lips, and then back up at my eyes.
"I want you to stay." I whispered back. Emma looked at me with big eyes.
"I know Jenna, but I can't stay. I'll be done by 6pm. You can text me then." She said back to me. I nodded my head. I walked her out the door as she left. She was engraved in my head.
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Emma's POV: I was doing some work at my house. But, all I could think about was Jenna. Her face, her laugh, her smile, the way she wanted me to stay. I regret leaving her house, but I have to get my work done somehow. Hopefully she'll text me when I'm done working. I feed off of her touch and the way she talks to me. In my free time, I scrolled through her insta, she looks so good in any dress she wears. I bit my lip, looking at her most recent picture she posted. As I'm still staring, a message from Jenna popped up.
"Hey Emma, you wanna come over when you're done??" The text read. I felt my stomach do a cartwheel as my heart was beating faster. I responded as soon as I saw it.
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It was now 5:30pm. I was done with work a bit early, which was good. I texted Jenna that I was coming over soon. I can't wait to hug her and possibly kiss her again.
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I rang her doorbell, waiting at her door. Almost instantly, Jenna opened the door, trying to contain her smile. She pulled me in and gave me a hug.
"Im so glad you could make it." She said looking up at me, her arms wrapped around me. I smiled back at her and kissed her forehead. She let out a small sigh, closing her eyes. She grabbed my hand and lead me up the stairs to her room. We stood in the middle of the room.
"You know, you're all I ever want. I always miss your arms around me. I have a million feelings, all for just you." Jenna said, in a soft voice looking up at me. I leaned down to kiss her, but she covered my mouth with her hand, grinning at me and giggling. I was shocked. I really thought she would kiss me back. She uncovered my mouth and sat me down on her bed, not saying anything.
"Jenna. I'm confused." I said looking at her.
"About what?" Jenna questioned, her head slightly tilted.
"Jenna, you knew what you were doing." I said beginning to get annoyed.
"Hm?" She said back to me. Now I was really annoyed with her.
"You always play these stupid little games with me. You're always leading me on." I said.
"Can you tell me specifically what game." She said, teasing me again. I wasn't going to play her game anymore. I wanted us to be a real thing, I don't like being a thing and then not being anything the next day.
"I'm very annoyed right now. You make me feel like I have a chance, but when I try to take that chance, you make me feel like I might but might not have an opportunity with you. And I don't know if you're into me or not. It hurts to know that you might never look at me the way I look at you. I want us to be more than friends. And it's okay if you don't want the same thing, just don't lead me on. And that guy you were taking about the other day, you don't love him. If you think of me when you're with him, you really don't love him." I said, sadness overflowing my mind behind my eyes. She looked at me with guilt and rested one of her hands on my jawline.
"I'm sorry I made you feel that way. I'm sorry for hurting you. I'm just in this mood that I want to flirt with you all the time. And I have thought about giving us a chance. And I want to. But, how can I love you when I can't even love myself. It hurts knowing that I gave you mixed feelings, because I know what it's like. And that guy, I don't love him. He's a waste of my time. I think of you no matter who I'm with and it will always be you. I want you because we're both insane." Jenna said, cupping my face with both of her hands. I grabbed her waist and pulled her into my lap and kissed her lips. She held my neck, returning the kiss. She was an angel made from heaven. She slightly moaned into the kiss, grinding against me. Her body was heating up, and so was I. Her cheeks began to get red and hot as I kissed down her neck. She pulled away, smiling at me.
"I will always find a way into your heart." I said, pulling her back into the kiss.