“I’m here, aren’t I? I'm trying.” Being coaxed out of studying so much, spending time with Dane has been slwloy changing my perspective on life. My priorities and how much time I was spending with my head stuck in schoolwork. We’re young, and it won’t last. I have good grades and can afford to relax a little.“What’s his deal anyway? For a guy who has no problems talking to girls at any other time, he seems incapable of being normal around Elisa. It’s painful to watch.”I turn our focus back to them now they are near the water's edge. Elisa is fidgeting with her nails and kicking one foot in the sand in an obvious girly nervousness. Tyler has both hands in his pockets and seems to be saying something amusing to her because I can hear her small giggles occasionally. She ducks her head, probably blushing, and Tyler follows every time by leaning in and down so he doesn't lose sight of her eyes. It’s cute to watch, but their three-foot gap speaks volumes.“Boy’s in love….. doesn’t matter h
The light chap on my patio door has me stooping mid-duvet pulling as I was getting ready for bed, and I head over, knowing exactly who it is. We’ve been home less than half an hour after getting home late, and he’s already looking for me. I’m not shocked given how we left things when we got home.Things were getting heavy and steamy in the dark of the car, and I knew when we separated that neither of us was calm enough to go to bed and sleep. Not that there was much kissing. Just hugging, a little groping, and getting real close and breathy thanks to having some beers as the sun went down, and even though I didn’t get drunk, I do still have a slight bravado I know came from the refreshments.“You’re insane,” I whisper as he slides open the door and slinks into my darkened room. There’s only a low light lamp on which I sleep with, and we stay hushed, knowing our parents are already in bed. They were asleep when we got home, aware we were at Tyler’s family party. “Stop climbing that way
Dane says nothing but stares at me long and hard and then sighs, knowing he’s defeated. Even in the dim light, I can see his handsome features, carved mouth's soft lines, and small perfect nose. His eyes are dark in the shadows, which somehow causes him to appear older and sexier. I'm suddenly aware of how we have subconsciously moved together under the sheets, so every inch of him is pressed to me.I brush back his dark floppy bags from his face, long enough to reach the tip of his nose, and admire how beautiful this human is. Sighing at the sheer prettiness of my boyfriend and feeling like the luckiest girl alive even to get to touch him this way. I always thought Dane was hot, but somehow, falling for him this way, I seem to have become obsessed with his perfection. He’s an art form.“I love you.”Dane catches me off guard with a husky, gentle confession, stated boldly even if it was almost wispy in deliverance. It tugs at my heart as soon as I register the words, and my eyes mist
I nod mutely. Every sensible part of my brain is saying Kayla, no, but there's a naughty in me. Hormone-driven and curious, who wants to know what it's like. In a safe way, with no regrets and no harm no foul. He says I don’t need to be touched by him that way or even undress. Maybe it's my beer-fogged brain making the decisions, but I’m weirdly devoid of doubt.It's the bravado of the girl who first told Dane she wanted to be with him, even if it meant breaking up later, raising her head, and she is all in with some exploration. The inquisitive nature in me that wants to explore something new. Sometimes, she’s a separate bolshy entity in my personality who jumps in, says, and does things I would normally crumble at, and it seems she wants her boyfriend to show her how to get off tonight.Who am I becoming?Dane nods before raising his hand and pushing me, so I turn away from him. Fully onto my other side, he scoots up behind me as he brings his arm over my body, cocooning me and spoo
I'm catapulted with a jolt of ecstasy at that contact, groaning loud enough it shocks me and aware of spreading tingles climbing up from my toes. My motions on my clitoris have become faster and harder, having found my pleasure point, and Dane tugs me onto my back to get more access to me. Leaning over me to half cage me in without stopping what I am doing, and ducks his head.Flat out, splayed under him, he uses his mouth on my breast instead, urging on my moans. A kissing, gentle tease as he seeks me out and continues the sucking and nibbling of my neck, there instead. Pushing me further into this chaotic state of need and yearning. I lose all sense of time and reality and become a slave to only what he’s making me feel.Even though he said he wouldn’t touch, I've made it very clear this is what I want, and he catches my nipple between his front teeth and sends me into arching, groaning, and moaning overload.It’s so good I cover my mouth to stay quiet. Pressing my palm flat to it a
Dane is cradled over me, trying to keep his weight from killing me. Neither moves beyond him sliding his fingers away from me and out of my shorts, and then he finally leans up and props his forehead against mine before gently kissing me on the lips. Taking a second to inhale slowly, he looks crazy sexy and mussed up like this. A gentle peck of reassurance that only further makes me feel like what we just did was normal and natural.His eyes are heavy and pupils large, lips swollen from using them all over me, hair chaotic because at some point, without knowing it, I must have dragged my nails through it. He looks so exceptionally seductive.He's breathing heavily, too, so his breath fans my face weirdly gently, and I can focus on him slowly. Seeing a sheen of sweat on his nose and forehead, given the fact he probably had his face buried in the pillows through most of that. It’s hardly a cool night.“That’s so not how I intended that to go….it was supposed to be a lot less…….just less
“Ughhhh…Kales, why are we doing this on a Saturday morning? It’s the weekend….. Who does homework on a Saturday morning?” Dane huffs, slumping over me, so I have to lift my laptop from my knees before he lays his head on it and end up holding it over my head while glaring down at him turning to get comfy on my lap. Sitting on my bed, crossed-legged, supposed to be doing an essay due on Monday, yet here I am, pandering to my boyfriend’s childishness.“Because if we don’t do it now, we have to do it before school tomorrow night. I would rather free up my weekend and not worry about being too tired to think straight.” I chastise him gently, trying to stay patient, given this is his third interruption. Laying my laptop back down at the side of his head, I absentmindedly rub my fingers through his hair and scratch his scalp. Even though it is irritating and disruptive, I can’t completely ignore how cute he is looking up at me that way.He’s been glued to me since we got up, and somehow, a
“Is it too soon to look?” I push Dane sideways, trying to peer around the wall into my patio doors, and get hauled back into his arms again. Manhandled back like a lightweight.“You’re worse than a child… give them some breathing space. Given Lees's slowness, Tyler is probably still in the ‘begging for a chance’ stage.”“She’s not slow; she's shy and cautious, and we’ve been out here for twenty minutes already.” I wriggle to be free of his muscular arms and aim for a head duck down into the glass, seeing only my sheers from this side. Even though they are semi-transparent, they do a great job of masking my room in broad daylight. I can’t see a damn thing.“Twenty-eight to be exact…he probably needs longer.”“Doubtful. Lees is probably praying we come back to save her from this mortification.” I huff at him, knowing he only wants to stay out here and keep making out, but my focus is being pulled to the happenings in my room. As much as I tried to kiss him, I wanted to be back there an
Dane almost catapults out of the bed. Grips my shoulder with one hand as I move in and suck the tip into my mouth and lets out a groan that almost makes me climax. Its so primal and raw and empowering.He tastes slightly salty, smooth, hard, and yet also good. Hard and thick, and I can barely get comfortable around him with my lips as this is such an alien sensation for me. Not sure if I should be doing anything else except sucking him like a lollipop. It’s not like I have ever watched it be done and only heard girls at school talking about it.How hard can it be?“Kayla….you don’t have…oh fuck…” His words die off as I find my way around what I'm doing, having no clue if it's even right. I suck him some more, explore him with my tongue and lips and take moments to experience this new feeling. Mentally wondering how far into my mouth he should be because I don’t want to end up gagging and throwing up all over him. Better to play it safe and keep only the first inch of him in there and
“You’re scarily quiet. What are you thinking about?” Dane and I are lying face to face in the dark, under the sheets in bed, and curled up together so we’re nose to nose. It’s been maybe twenty minutes of this, and I’m frustrated that I don’t feel any better.It’s like my confidence and security have taken a knock, and my heart is yearning for some extreme way to feel back to how I was an hour ago. Some deep emotional need to have him wipe away my hurt.“I’m fine…just…” I exhale heavily and curl into his body some more, resting my temple against his neck and inhaling his familiar scent. I can’t put into words the weird residual melancholy that tonight has left me. Maybe it was the realization that Dane alone has the power to destroy my heart should he ever actually betray me like that, and it’s made me feel small and vulnerable. Trusting someone with your soul in that way.Maybe it's being slapped with the reality that he has had sex with girls before, had some connection and relation
I mean, she’s smaller than me and tiny in frame, so there’s no way she was able to attack him to the extent of leaving kisses on his body and opening his clothes without his being able to stop her. I was in the bathroom for like ten minutes, so I'm sure he had plenty of time to get something started before I came out. Maybe he heard me coming, and that’s why he was cooling it off again.What am I thinking?Do I really think he would cheat on me?I don’t know anymore, not after seeing that.He’s been acting weird with that girl all night and has been actively avoiding her without any explanation about who she is. She's the one person he never introduced me to. Maybe those should have been the warning signs from the first minute she arrived. Maybe his distance and avoidance were to hide something between them and not that he didn’t want to see her.“Kayla, stop.” Dane tries to grab me from behind a second time as I get up into the room and twist out of his grip. I push him away as hard
The party is in full swing now it’s late, and despite my earlier weirdness over that girl, I am enjoying myself even if I have kept her in my peripheral way more than I should have. These people are easy to get along with, and despite this idea that I was walking into a frat party and bracing myself for it kicking off, it ended up being way more of a hang-out and chill session. It made so much more sense to me why Dane and Tyler frequently hang out with them because it’s nothing like teen boy chaos and wild orgies that I expected. Given Dane admitted most of his image was fake I can now see how he got away with it for so long without creating more mayhem. IF taking off for a party weekend was coming here to do this, then he’s way less rebellious than he pretended to be.Tyler, on the other hand, saying these parties get wild…was clearly joking.We started on the beach with food, music, and volleyball for a few hours. Laughing and getting sand in places that didn’t feel all that great
“Do I look okay?” Elisa blinks at me, the sweet, doe-eyed return of insecurity about her looks as I make her give me a twirl in front of my jeep. Admiring my goddess with the pride of a mother who may as well of birthed her myself.“Gorgeous, baby….. absolutely radiant.” Beaming, I take in the short and tailored dark green dress we picked for her. It’s flat, smooth satin, but the little cap sleeves and scooped neckline are green velvet in a shade a tad darker than the rest. Simple, elegant, and showcases her tall, lean figure and ample bust with curves in all the right places. Her red hair is a satin curtain of softness, held back from her face with a simple dark green velvet Alice band she chose, and her makeup is the trademark vintage I gave her. Tyler almost had an instant orgasm when he laid eyes on my beauty earlier, so I don’t know why she’s doubting her look now we’re here.“I don’t look immature?” She flushes a darker shade of pink and gets a hip nudge from me before looping h
“What about…Happy eighteenth, Kayla….Happy birthday, Baby. I was adamanet I wouldn’t stay longer than today.” He pecks me on the lips as the realization hits me that he’s right. It’s four am and my birthday. I went to bed, not even thinking about that, only seeing him and completely blanked midnight passing us by. I’m again the same age as he is and technically a legal adult.I think it’s the first birthday of my life. I wasn't sitting watching for my dad’s text in hopes he remembered or eagerly counting the minutes until I turned a year older. I didn't even think about it at all.“I am.” Even I sound surprised.“You are…we both are, and I have something for you.” Dane leans away further, forcing me to drop my hands back down onto the bed to let him go as he kneels up over the top of me. Legs on either side of mine but he puts no weight on me. Instead he unzips his leather jacket and crosses his arms in a cute little way so he points at each pocket on the sides. Seeing him with a litt
‘We’re in our street so I won’t be long. As soon as I get in, I’ll take my luggage to my room to give my dad time to go to bed, and then I’ll hop your balcony. Can’t wait to see you xxx.’It’s four am, and I have been dozing on and off for hours while watching my cell and waiting for Dane’s text. Unable to let myself fall asleep fully in case he thinks I’m not eager to see him, and I don’t want to miss his moment of getting home. I’m half asleep, and the vibration makes me jump, scanning the words twice and blinking as it sinks in that he’s here. He’s home or will be in a few minutes.Three weeks of endless waiting and my boy is finally back.I can’t wait. Scooting out of bed, I grab my short, baby pink lightweight robe to cover my skimpy vest and shorts and hightail it across my room. Open the door as quietly as possible because my mom is in bed across the hall and slide out before closing it tight. My nerves are hitched, which makes me weirdly breathless, and even though my heart is
I have a boyfriend to impress. I can’t have every other girl there look sexy for him and me being a frump in some boring outfit.“I’ll figure it out. What are you wearing?” I let it go for now, watching the two about fifteen feet away setting up for a new game with less interest and waving my hand in the air. I am so over playing now we’ve been here for hours.“Don’t add me in this time…. I’ll sit one out and watch you too,” I yell to them to catch Tyler’s attention and get a nod of okay. Dane calling me meant they took my turns the last few shots to leave me over here, so it’s not a shock. I want to sit one out and spend more time talking to him. I feel like a third wheel anyway, with how cutesy they are today. If I stay out of their way, they can forget I am here and have an actual one-on-one date. Something Elisa has been weirdly evasive of, so I guess her training wheels have not come off all the way yet. She likes me there as security even though she obviously doesn’t need me her
“Hey, Babycakes, what are you doing?” Dane’s honey-laden voice croons down the cell to me, a sign he’s not with his mom, seeing he's not trying to be quiet and sounds relaxed, probably in his hotel room.“Watching my best friend pretend she can’t throw a bowling ball so her boyfriend manhandles her while giving a lesson. I swear she’s not the same girl who beats me at this game every time we come.” Focusing on Elisa's play pretend inability is amusing, even if I am shocked she had the gall to put on the pitiful act to get cuddly.She sure is learning fast how to wind Tyler around her little finger.It's only mid-afternoon, but the ten-pin bowling alley is relatively busy, although we managed to blag a corner alley so I could hide in the shadows on the seats here. We’ve been here a while, on our third or fourth game, and I'm happy to sit back and let those two treat it as a date.“You should take tips from her…it wouldn’t hurt to have you soften up and act helpless occasionally to brin