My four handsome knights

Shall we begin, baby girl?

Lydia.

My hands grip the sheets tightly, while my breath hanged at every second of his touch on me. The sucking and rotation of his tongue on my Pu****, drove me crazy such that my legs closed and wrapped around his head on reflex.

“Ahh…” My breath hanged even further, as he dipped his index finger into me, for when he would add another finger, his gaze met with mine, while a smirk stayed on his lips as he watched me battle with the excessive pleasure he gave me. His fingers began thrusting faster into me such that my pants were like that of a thirsty dog, until my legs began shaking and I reached my desired result of my climax, while my breath slowed and I now stared back at the boy whom my eyes was always pleased to see.

“Shall we begin baby girl?” Liam said, as I stared back at him with fear and both lust present in my eyes.

The banging of my door woke me abruptly, as my throat instantly felt dry and my breath still panting lightly, that when I swallows a gulp, I could taste the dryness and itchiness of my throat. Another bang came through, as that was enough to take me off the bed out of my room to see who the hell banged my door heavily that early morning. Jasmine had gone out to visit her mom, which I knew she was not going to be back when she had just left not up to an hour.

“I’m coming!” I yelled over, whereas my voice came short. I opened the door and my gaze went calm, as I stared back at Scott.

“Hey baby,” Scott said, while I opened the door widely to grant him entry.

“Hi…hi,” My voice still came short while I closed the door.

“What’s wrong my love? Why are you sweating this much?” Scott asked me, while my brows became furrowed again, as i stares back at him dumbfounded at his question.

“Sweating? I’m not swea…”My own hands trailed my forehead, as I noticed the wetness of them, one which took me to stun.

“I get that it is 2 in the afternoon, yet, the Air conditioner is on. Are you alright?” Scott placed a hand on my head, while I batted my lashes with trial of wanting to recall why I was sweating so much. “And why is hair looking like this?” Scott added.

“Like what now?” I asked frustrated as I stared back at Scott.

“All over the place?” Scott said and I went silent. My eyes went wide when I began to recall just what took me to my current situation. Liam. Liam Stanford. It was him. He was the man in my dream. The pleasure I felt, his fingers inside of me, his tongue…he is what made me a mess. The memories flooding my head, that I began to taste the feeling of his fingers in me, and a gulp went down my throat. “Are you okay Lydia?” Scott spoke as his words got me to concentrate back at him.

“Sorry… what did you say?” I asked Scott, while I faced him.

“I don’t think you’re alright…”

“I’m fine Scott. I’m sorry…I just zoned out. I was actually asleep while you knocked.” I told Scott, whereas I dismissed any other question of him asking about my situation, when I knew exactly what was wrong with me.

“Are you sure?” Scott asked again.”

“I’m sure Scott. Come on, make yourself comfortable.” I smiled at Scott.

“Sure,” Scott said while he began walking to the couch.

“Wait, did you say it was two in the afternoon?” I stopped Scott in his tracks.

“Yeah?” Scott responded with a raised brow at me, while my mouth went open and my gaze straight to the wall clock in the living room. Indeed, it was past 2 in the afternoon, which meant I had slept for over five hours in a dream of having s*x with Liam.

Fuck!

“I guess I slept that long,” I chuckled one sided, whereas Scott didn’t say another word, but took a sit on the couch. I went into my room, as I now stared back at my own reflection and I swear that Scott’s words did no justice on how hideous I looked. My hair was not just out of place, but looked like a birds nest, my face looked pale, while my lips redder than usual, and I began to think if what I had was just a mere dream to have had me disheveled in such manner. My fingers trailed to my panties, as I could feel the wetness of them, making it clear to me of just how much I craved for Liam badly.

A sigh exited my lips, as I took that as my cue to take a shower. I got out of the bathroom in minutes, before putting on a boy short and a shirt, with my black straight hair left to fall on my shoulders, before I headed back to the living room to join Scott.

“Someone looks like a human being now…”

“Shut up.” I cut Scott off, while we both chuckled and I sat down beside him with the Tv at our front. “Can we please change the channel,” I said while rolling my eyes, at the football channel he watched.

“Not even a chance.” Scott dismissed my words without even glancing at me.

“But it’s not even the World Cup,” I said.

“It doesn’t have to be the World Cup baby,” Scott now turned to me, with a smirk on his lips.

“I can get the remote if I want to,” I said, while Scott’s smirk turned sly.

“I would like to see you try,” Scott said.

“Are you daring me?” I asked Scott with a raised brow.

“And what are you going to do about that?” Scott dared me. A chuckle escaped my lips, as I didn’t wait for it to end before I lunged towards Scott to get the remote from his hands, but Scott seemed to have sensed my move, as he took his hands away faster than I could reach. “Did you really think it was going to that easy, love?” Scott winked at me and I paused to stare at him with a scoff which escaped my lips. In honest truth, Scott was handsome, especially with the light beard he kept around his chin and tiny pink lips he had, yet, I could only admire him as my friend and nothing else.

I didn’t speak another word before I lunged even further to where Scott’s left hand held the remote, but still didn’t get it, which made me to try multiple attempts that chuckles escaped my lips, and when I would stop trying I found myself on top of Scott’s laps, with my face inches away from his. My gaze met with his, as I stared back at his brown eyes, which rotated from my eyes down to my lips. A movement which was not hard to notice, whereas it was one I performed myself also. A cough escaped my lips, as with that, I took myself away from his laps, while I brought us out of the awkward situation, and we both remained silent.

“I could just switch off the Tv and none of us would watch,” I said as that was enough to get a chuckle out of Scott.

“Now that would just be selfish,” Scott said, while I rolled my eyes at him.

“Whatever, what about Selena?” I asked Scott, questioning about his girlfriend.

“She’s good.” Scott answers curtly, whereas I could see the change in his expression, taking me to raise a brow at him.

“She’s good? Is that it?” I asked Scott upon noticing his manner of response. “Did you guys fight again?” I asked Scott, as it was of my knowledge that he and Selena seemed to be in arguments recently.

“No.” Scott answered while his response still remained curt.

“I get it if you don’t want to tell me, just say it then,” I spoke, whereas I began to feel offended at Scott’s response.

“No…I didn’t mean it like that Lee,” Scott turned to me, while he called me by my nickname. “I didn’t know how to say it, but we broke up.” Scott said and my gaze went wide.

“What? Why? Did something happen?” I asked Scott multiple questions with my attention perked.

“I guess we both weren’t feeling it anymore… or I guess I wasn’t,” Scott said as once he completed his words, so did his gaze turn away from me. “Love is more complicated than you think Lydia, at the same time it can be the most beautiful when you have the right person by your side.” Scott’s gaze turned back to mine, while they bore holes in mine as he spoke, that I began to wonder if indeed, his words held more meaning that he said.