Ch. 18: It wasn't real

Sariel's point of view

I suddenly woke up when I felt something caressing my thigh up and down. I turned around to see who it was. I couldn't see his face because it was dark and my eyes were still blurry, but he smelled familiar, like he had been drinking too. I'm still rubbing my eyes.

"I want you, all of you." He said, "I want to feel you inside me, deep inside me," and he grabbed me to sit on his lap. Goosebumps broke out across my arms. I wrinkled my nose because the stench from his breath made it itch.

"Huh? What do you mean?" I innocently asked him. As if on cue, he began undressing my pants. I waggled at his grip, and I immediately covered my body.

"You're drunk!" I screamed at his face. But he ignored me and just continued what he was doing.

"It's not the right time to do it, but I can wait until you reach legal age. I will be here again on your debut birthday." He groans in my ears.

"No! What are you doing? I don't like what you are doing; don't touch me!" I squealed