Rising Within

Alarm Bells

Mild s****l content follows

Dionne

"Mmm!"I hummed at the feel of his tongue gliding down my neck as he pulled my waist fast to his.

I could feel the heat between my legs calling for him to take what was his. His hardness was pressed firm to his pants, but the bulge throbbed against my clothed s*x. I wanted to separate us from the restriction, but I just stood there letting him take the lead. His tongue trailed to the cleft of my breast and slightly past the low V-necked collar of my shirt. Its thin fabric tickling my skin as I became a slave to the feeling.

His hands left my waist and painfully inched up to the swell of my breasts. Calling forth my n*****s, his feather-light rubs and pinches worked over the fabric. His ministrations raising the sensitive bumps to protrude enough for him to bite at them one at a time.

When he replaced a hand around my waist, my head flew back, and my knees gave way to the sensual feeling he stirred within me. I could feel the moisture pooling in my panties, seeping through the thin lining. I could feel the rise and fall of my chest as it moved closer and away from him on repeat.

"Ooohh," another sound pushed past my lips, causing him to let out a low claiming growl.

His now free hand snaked itself down over my stomach and past my heat, to the hem of my skirt. Looking so deep into my eyes, I could almost see the fire burning in their hungry burgundy stare. Slowly lifting the hem, he sucked in his bottom lip. I took in his face, his strong cheek bones being brushed by the long lengths of his naturally highlighted dark blonde hair. My eyes traced the very short stubble outline that kissed his cheeks, and outlined his tempting lips.

I felt his fingers lightly trace the folds of my s*x before he moved my panties aside to slide over my bud. My slick coating allowing his finger to glide effortlessly over it, as he watched me come undone in his arms.

"What a prize you have hidden here, Dionne. She's been waiting for me patiently." His hoarse voice, laced deep with desire for just how ready I was for him, sent shivers down my spine.

He lazily moved over the bud, tweaking it with light pinches. The sensation made me suck in a sharp breath, and he took that moment to slip a finger into my weeping opening.

"Elias.." his name slipped through on an exhaled breath...

The alarm on my phone vibrated aggressively on the bedside table. It drummed through my ears rudely tearing me from... Oh, s**t.

Dream s*x. My hands had been moving on my body the whole time my mind created its scandalous creations. I abruptly pulled my hand out of my PJ bottom, letting out a frustrated groan.

I knew I barely slept, I kept awake thinking about this Elias guy. It was strange the pull I felt towards him, and I just kept playing scenarios over in my head. There was absolutely zero chance I could contain myself tonight, especially with the thoughts of my dream on repeat in my mind.

Uggghhh!

Yeah, I don’t ever think I could be a morning person!

I looked at myself in the full-length mirror adorning my wall. Yuck, my hair was all over the place. A lion’s mane faired much better than mine right now. I could hear Soph down stairs smashing things around in a flurry. Probably her keys again. In the four years she had been my room-mate she had lost her keys a million times. I just wish she used the holder I bought for her.

Yesterday, in my lunch break I had gone one step beyond and bought her a finder and slipped it on her key chain before bed. Yep, I knew where they were anyway, but just to prove my point I clicked the finder as soon as I reached the last step. She followed the beep and burst out laughing at the sight of me when she realised what the sound was.

“Soph, I love you to bits but you drive me insane with this every day!” She knew I was just teasing, but I was right, now there was no excuse.

“I’m putting this on the holder, it will save you the ten hours a day you spend trying to look for them. Imagine how much time I have saved you.”

Soph stomped up to me and kissed my cheek. I knew she appreciated the little things. That was why we worked so well together.

“You really know how to rock my world, don’t you? How bout you go tame that thing that’s grown on your head and I’ll leave some breakie for you. Remember you have that diner tonight too. I’m going to catch up with Blake later, but you can fill me in when we get home.”

I just rolled my eyes and mouthed "thanks, Mum!"

How could I forget about tonight? Stomping slowly up the stairs I thought about how I was to get through work, but first I needed a shower to wake me up and then I could work on looking half decent!

…………..

As usual, the day rolled on and on and on. Nothing exciting, yet every time I eyed the time my heart fluttered. At 5.29 p.m I jumped at the opportunity to shut the roller door. I put the key in the holder and began to let it down, turning my head to talk to Lisa. I felt the resistance in the lock and noticed the change in Lisa’s face at once. She looked like she had seen a ghost, frozen with her mouth open in a silent scream.

The roller door shuddered, and I turned to address the problem. They stood alongside me masked and silent until one of the three took charge, slapping my hand away from the key in its lock. I cradled the struck hand, and the sting awoke my senses. We were about to be robbed. The door continued to chug closed. I never realised how loud it was when the metal hit the floor, I never felt such awareness in the sounds around me as I did this minute.

They gestured for me to move behind the desk, pushing Lisa and myself into the counter area and in close proximity to their intent. My heartbeat erratically and I felt a slight rise of vomit in the back of my throat, but pushed it back down.

It didn’t feel safe to look at Lisa and see if she was alright. I could only tell by her breath that she was petrified and trying to conceal tiny sobs.