Purify Me

18

Michael's phone was positioned on the stand lamp as he caressed Diana's body, she continued moving her body in slow motion.

Michael grabs her waist thrusting her on the bed, she gasps at the unexpected action, she gazes at him as a miraculous smirk spreads across her lips.

"Even in my dreams, you look this sexy" She massages his bare chest still holding her smirk, Michael titles his neck as he chuckles listening to her. "I wish this moment would last, I wish I could be in your arms just like this, Michael." She caresses his face, her smiles bolder, showing her straight set of white teeth.

Michael doesn't know how to react, does she really think she is dreaming.

"What if I say, you ain't dreaming." Said Michael. Diana chuckled, which sounded like a melody to his ears.

"A whole Michael Dickson, the one and only Michael who dislikes me..., won't lay this closer to me, nor hold my waist the way you do." She replies. Does she think I hate her? Michael thoughts staring at the drugged girl beneath him.

"What should I do to make you believe that am actually real, what should I do to prove you wrong, make you know that you're not dreaming, that you're so close and beneath for me to f**k the hell out of you, if I were to do so." Diana blinks, staring at the most handsome creature in front of her.

His nasty words sent shivers down her spine, but she refused to believe that she wasn't dreaming.

"What should I do to make you know that Diana Clerk is beneath my mercy and in my room?"

The atmosphere becomes thick as silence occurs, she shakes her head not wanting to believe him.

"You... are not real." She murmured trying to assure herself of it.

"You bet I was, seducer."

Before Diana could utter any words, Michael kissed her roughly, knocking her out of breath, leaving her eyes widened in shock, yet again another kiss in one night.

Why is my head playing with me? She thinks. Slowly she wrapped her arms around his shoulder, pulling him in a deep kiss,. embracing the warmth she was getting from him. Both teens kissed each other,

Diana never wanted this moment of her dream to come to an end, she pushed him off her laying over him, as she wrapped her legs around his waist.

His smooth moves send more pressure within her, he grabs her hips, drawing her even closer, she still feels something poking beneath her, she breaks the kiss, breathing heavily.

"What was that?." She asked breathlessly.

"What?." He asked, still drawing her hips,using it to grind himself.

"Something is poking beneath me." She murmured, still feeling it as Michael grins at her.

"That's my second.." he replies in a groaning tone, drawing his head backward, enjoying what he is doing.

"Your second?, What's your second?." She asked again but in a low moan.

"Something you wish not to know, seducer." He groans out, moving her hips faster than before.

He kissed her again, and she reciprocated it, so lost in their moments, he forgot to switch off the phone camera, which videos their intimacy. As if remembering something he stopped, breaking the kiss, Diana frowned.

"Seducer, let's not go further, let's stop here, or else things will get really ugly." Said Michael. Lifting her up, adjusting her on the bed, Diana cuddles on his body, mumbling.

"What is there to feel ugly, when you're in my dream." Michael signs out .

"Have we done this in your dream before?." He asked, titling his head observing her half closed eyes. She was falling into sleep, she chuckled.

"Not really, this is the first time, I don't know why I dream of you today,, but I love it." She mumbled.

"Am not your dream, whatever that is happening is real, it's not a dream." He mumbled caressing her hair that spread across her face. A soft sound was heard, Michael smiles knowing she has already slept off, he loves how possessive she cuddles his body, he tightens his arms around her.

His smiles are not wiping off his face.

Suddenly he recalls putting his phone on the recorder, he reached out to it , switching off the recorder.

He brought the camera before them, clicking a picture of him and his seducer.

He stares at the picture for some minutes before switching off his phone, placing it back on the desk.

"Sleep tight seducer." Soon after he sleeps off, so does the night.

••••

The sound of a ringtone jerks both teens off sleep, Diana groans out in annoyance, she stretches her hands trying to reach out the phone, but she meets a hard wall.

A wall?.

She frowns in her sleep, wondering when her pillow becomes strong.

"Seducer please turn your f*****g phone off." On hearing the voice she believes not to be true. She jerked up, staring at the sleeping Michael, leaving her in widened shock.

The phone stops ringing, but the shock still remains. She shakes her head again, again and again, still seeing the same him beside her, she stares around the room, seeing a different paint color in the room.

This is not my room, where am I?.., what happened last night,. She thought.

"What the hell." She screams, did she sleep with him, Who's room are they in, what is she doing with him, where is Bryan and Sia. Michael moves a little, opening his eyes staring at the female who stood beside the bed.

"Morning, seducer." He mumbled with a quick smile.

Diana checks a shade of red.

Did he call me Seducer, wait what happened last night.

"What happened last night, did we do anything?." She asked, receiving a quick observation from Michael.

"Yes something happened, but thank goodness I stopped us , or you won't be standing as straight as you're now." He mumbled.

Diana's mouth was wide open. Why can't I remember anything? She thought.

"Did you over-touch?." She asked all glaring. Michael chuckled , loving how cute her behavior is right now.

"I wanted to, but on a second thought I managed to control myself , but we kissed more than I could count." Diana's eyes widened, almost popping out of socks.

"We kissed, like lips to lips, my first ever kiss , you d**k, how dare you." She barks.

Michael got up from the bed, walking close to Diana, who immediately gave him distance.

"Yes... Do you think Michael Dickson won't kiss you?" Diana swallowed hard, shock clearly registered on her face.