Gone
Sixty-Nine
His room was unnaturally tidy. There were no clothes on the floor, no chocolate wrappers, no mess at all. I hated it. It made me uncomfortable. I wanted to go nuts and destroy everything just so that it wasn’t so clean. I controlled myself though.
There was a black desk in one corner and a black and white shelf full of books in another. The mirrored sliding door was opposite the bed and the window overlooked the ocean. He did live pretty far away from me when I thought about it but I had no idea he was anywhere near a beach. That could come in handy, I grinned to myself.
The bed sighed under my weight as I collapsed on it, letting out a deep breath. He shut the door behind him and sat at the desk but turned to face me. I got up and sauntered over to him, a mischievous smile taking over my face. He gave me a look as I sat myself down on his lap, getting nice and comfy. I slid my hands behind his neck and kissed him softly.
His breathing heightened as we continued to lip lock, running his hands all over my body. I didn’t stop him as he was doing it over my clothes. As things escalated, he slowly but surely made his way up underneath my school dress, stopping when he got to my thighs. I placed my hand on his, not really sure what to do or how to react in this situation.
“You good? I can stop if you want me to,” he murmured, quietly gasping for air.
I was really enjoying this but I was unsure of what I did or didn’t want him to do. On the one hand, we’d been together for a while now and we had barely moved past first base. What if I didn’t say yes to him and he dumped me and moved on? On the other hand though, he wasn’t that kind of person. I knew that he wouldn’t do that to me. As usual, my paranoia had gotten the better of me.
"I'm fine," I replied, faking a smile.
Notes
DONE YAY :D
So I gave up on Ghost obvs but I have a new story up now called Bravery which I think you guys might like because it's the same sort of thing but with a refreshing new twist :)
10/22/14