All Chapters of Teen Drama: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

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

“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

“She said Yes.” Tyler proudly declares, acting more like a guy who just proposed marriage than a relationship, and I find it oddly cute. Softening to smile at the way they're leaning in together. Only touching fingers, but the body language is off the charts obvious. Every part turned in towards one another, and Tyler cannot keep his eyes from wandering over her face as he smiles brightly. If I doubted his crush on Elisa before, then there is no question anymore. He looks like a guy with a severe addiction.“Guess we should go out and celebrate then, right?” I ask, knowing that zero homework is on the agenda now. Tyler and Elisa are too puppy love and smoochy, and Dane’s sudden healing of his piercing means he will keep pawing at me to make out until he gets it out of his system again. I haven’t kissed him enough or properly, and he isn’t going to let it go. Especially not with our Romeo and Juliet smooching across the room from us.I guess now, when we go out as a foursome, I won’t f

“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

‘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