Let's Pretend We Never Happened

Chapter43/Nothing lasts forever

A/N: MAJOR SEXUAL CONTENT BELOW. READ IF ONLY AGE APPROPRIATE(18+)

*Tess's POV*

My natural straight hair fall freely on my shoulders reaching up to my chest, compensating my off shoulder dress which had a tulip skirt to it. My butt was protruding out of the black dress and I actually looked like a grown up.
Daubing my face with a little make up I finally made my way downstairs.

Today we have to attend a birthday party of one of our neighbours back in New York.
He was a good neighbour, he helped me in maths since he was my senior and his mother was helpful to my dad and kind enough to let him borrow milk whenever I was running late to school and he couldn't go and buy it at the eleventh hour.

I look around to find Ashton but he isn't there. Since when does he take more time than me to get ready?

This is such a shame for me.

Suddenly, I hear my phone bleep, with a horrendous ringtone which I surely didn't set.

"Why nothing lasts forever?" I hear Ashton's voice which makes me twirl around and my eyes set on a tall figure seated calmly on the couch with one of his legs on the side table. His eyes are glued to my phone and hey what about respecting each other's privacy?

"Because it doesn't. Forever is just a fantasy.."

"What are you wearing?" He suddenly says cutting me and his eyes rake my body.

Uh huh what? "Dress" I say In an obvious tone. What does he mean by what am I wearing?

"That's a dress? That short?" He still doesn't stop looking at me, his eyes scan my frame giving seductive and angry looks "Tess go change" he demands.

"No" I repulse. He can't just control me like that. Yes the dress is a little short so what? And I thought he would love it.

I really need to learn to keep my expectations low..

"I can almost see your underwear" he comments and soon a smirk takes over my face.

"Really?" I spoke seductively as I slid my hand inside my dress to slowly pull my blue underwear out, making it reach halfway on my thigh.

"Is this supposed to turn me on?" He questions in a husky tone.

"Maybe" I speak whilst biting my lips and walk closer to him.

Much to my dismay, when I was only a few inches afar from him my feet catch because of the mattress and I almost trip but he quickly steadies me.

Why am I so clumsy?

His one hand is on my waist and the other just a little above my butt. I can smell his intoxicating perfume and this one is surely my favourite.
He licks the curve of his lips slightly, adding moisture to the surface and oh boy I want to kiss them.

He comes closer, his calloused fingers rub softly against my cheeks and he touches me in the best way possible, every time seems like the first time.

Not being able to resist any longer, I tiptoe to meet the lips that held me captive for years.
A feeling of ecstasy sizzled beneath the surface of my stomach when our tongues found one another's and fought hard for dominance and I let out a low moan which enticed him further.