Ever since Zach came over for dinner, it feels like we've gotten even closer to each other. Like I can sense when he's near and stuff, which I find a little weird. However, the strangest thing that I noticed is that when we are alone, it's like I want something more. I don't exactly know what it is yet, but I'm kind of yearning for it, and it's driving me crazy. I don't really know if I should tell Zach about how I'm feeling. However, some interesting things have happened lately.
Catherine and Derek seemed to been getting really close now, and she's back in school. Zach's Mom have sent me a package recently, it was a cute little outfit, but I don't know how she even got my address or anything. Maybe Zach gave it to her or something, but I'm really doubting that. Anyways, lately we've made up this thing were one day out of each week we have movie day. So here I am today Zach and I, hanging out at his house, he said he wanted to watch this new movie together. Sitting side by side on the couch, he had one hand into the bowl of popcorn he made. I tried to pay attention to what we were watching, but my mind kept going to everything else.
Slowly my eyes wondered from the tv to him. He had a green tank top, and some khakis on, as my eyes moved up his arm I stared at just how muscular he was. I wonder if he ran, or went to the gym, maybe he even lifted weights or something. Glancing at his pierced ear, I wonder when he got it pierced. His brown hair wasn't curled today so it stopped below his ears it must have grown. He was smiling at something, because his cheek showed his dimple, and he was showing his teeth. I wonder if something funny happened in the movie, and slowly I met his blue eyes...
Jerking a little, he was staring at me, and I glanced to the TV to see the credits rolling up. It's over... When did that happen, and how long have he been watching me watch him. Man this was so embarrassed, but I still met his eyes again. He had a smirk on his face, and I was waiting for his cocky comment that I knew was coming, but he just stared. Biting my lower lip, I could feel my cheeks turning red, and he moved setting the popcorn on the floor. Turning his body toward me, he moved a hand, and ran it through my hair, before cuffing the back of my neck bringing my face closer to his.
"Did you have fun undressing me with your eyes."
I could smell the butter from the popcorn, and I stared at his pink lips that wore his cocky grin, before I met his eyes again.
"I wasn't."
"Oh you weren't."
Raising an eyebrow, I nibbled on my lower lip, before he chuckled.
"Then what were you doing?"
"I..."
Lost for words at the moment, I let out a defeated sigh, placing my hands on his chest. I was debating if I should push him away and change the subject or pull him into a kiss. He however, chose for me leaning in lightly kissing me. I could taste the butter on his lips, before he leaned back staring at me with the same smirk as before.
"So if you weren't undressing me with your eyes, how did you like the movie?"
"It was good."
"Yeah... I can't believe Tom died."
"Me either..."
Wait... I may not have been watching the movie, but I don't think anyone name was Tom. Staring at him, he had a big ass grin on his face, shit I just fell into his trap.
"Melissa."
"Yeah?"
"There was no one name Tom."
Hanging my head down in defeat, he laughed, and I pouted pushing his away. Like a reflex, he grabbed my arms pulling me so I was laying on top of him as he laid back. Letting out a huff, I stared down at him. He gave me a smile, before gripping my hips, and I jolted at the touch. Moving my hands, I pinched his cheeks, and he shook his head from side to side. A giggle fell from my lips, and I slowly brushed my fingers over his lips.
"You taste like butter."
"Hmm."
Stroking his cheek, I leaned down giving him a kiss. As soft and gentle as he was being, I sort of wanted more. Pressing down a little harder, he responded to the way I was kissing, and one hand slipped from my hips, and pushed him up into a sitting position. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I ran my hands through his hair as I was sitting in his lap now. Pulling away, he pressed his forehead against mine, and stared into my eyes. Gripping his hair, I pulled his mouth back to mine, and deepened the kiss. He soon took control of the kiss, and I closed my eyes. Soon he pulled away again, and I opened my eyes staring at him. He smirked hugging me closer to him, before he kissed my neck.
"Someone is frustrated."
Moving my face, I pressed it into his neck, before I nipped it. I felt him buck forward, and I lifted my head back staring at him. His eyes were darker, and I smirked pressing a kiss back on his lips.
"Melissa..."
"Hmm?"
"Do you know what you doing?"
"Huh?"
He motioned with his eyes down, and I looked down to see I had been grinding down on him. Stopping my hips, I stared back at from under my eyelashes, and he let out a little sigh.
"We should stop."
"Why?"
"Because..."
He glanced away, and I suddenly felt irritated. Getting off him, I sat down on the couch looking the other way.
"Melissa?"
When I didn't answer him, he moved closer. Why was I irritated, he didn't do anything wrong. I'm starting to not understand myself.
"Melissa are you mad?"
"No."
"You sure?"
"Yeah..."
"What's wrong then?"
"I... don't know."
I really did wish I knew where this feeling of irritation came from.
"Melissa."
"Huh?"
"Can I ask you something?"
Turning my attention back to him, his eyes were still dark.
"What?"
"Do you want me?"
My eyes widen, and I opened my mouth to answer, but no words came out. What did he mean did I want him, if I didn't I wouldn't be dating him.
"Of course."
Frowning, he leaned his arm behind my head, before leaning closer to my face.
"Do you understand what I mean?"
"Um..."
"Melissa I don't mean do you want to be with me I mean do you want me."
His words rung in my head, and I bit my lower lip. He meant want in that way, and I looked away feeling my face lit up.
"I'm kind of hungry."
Jumping up, I moved out the room into the kitchen for my arm to be grabbed. Being backed up against the wall, he trapped me, and moved a leg between mine. He had a serious expression on his face, and I glanced down. Gripping my chin, and lifting it so we were staring at each other.
"Do you want me, babe."
I felt a shiver go through me, and I bit my lower lip. His eyes flashed at my lips, before leaning in giving me a hard kiss. Moaning into the kiss, he pressed his leg against me, and I gripped him feeling a tremble go through me. Breaking the kiss, I pressed my face into his shoulder.
"Do you want me?"
He asked once again, and I slowly nodded into his shoulder, before he pulled back. Taking a step away, he said nothing, before grabbing my hand, and pulling me out the room. We went upstairs into his room, and he closed the door behind him, and he put me on his bed. Staring at him, I scooted back some, and he crawled over me,before leaning down kissing me hard. Opening my mouth, he sucked on my tongue, before grinding down on me. Gasping in surprise, he moved his mouth to my neck, sucking hard, and I felt this weird heat below.
Running my hands down his back, he ran his tongue up my neck, before nibbling on my earlobe. Letting out a soft moan, his hips grind down again, and I bucked up. It felt like that heat was building, and Zach lifted up staring at me. Smiling, he ran a hand up my stomach pushing my shirt up, before he leaned down kissing my stomach. I squirmed some, before he dipped his tongue in my belly button. Jerking at the feeling, he ran his hands up my side, before going to my back. He kissed me hard, and I felt him unhook my bra. I felt myself tense, and he stopped, before meeting my eyes.
"Is this ok?"
"I..."
I wasn't sure, I know we shouldn't, but I kind of want to know if he can stop this heat I've been feeling.
"We don't have to you know."
"I know."
Pulling him down for a kiss, he rubbed my sides. Lifting up, he pushed my shirt up, but never dropped eye contact, and gave him a little smile. He kissed up until he got to my unhooked bra, and he pushed it up some before kissing the bottom of my breast, and I gasp. The heat below increased, and I pressed my legs together trying to suppress the feeling. It didn't help at all, and I started to squirm, and he glanced at me, before pressing a leg between mine. Moaning at the pressure, he kissed the side of my face, before grinding his leg against me.
Bulking upward, he pulled my shirt down, before gripping my hips.
"I need friction."
I heard him mumble, before he pulled my legs apart, and leaned between them. Grinding against me, I closed my eyes at the unimaginable pleasure. He let out little grunt noises, before he leaned down by my ear.
"God I want you babe."
I shivered from how hoarse his voice was. One hand soon went to my back lifting me up some and he grind a little harder. Letting out breathless moans, the heat soon felt too much, and I gripped the back of Zach's shirt. He tsked before planting his lips on mine, and kissed me hard. My whole body soon felt hot, like I needed something more. A whine fell from my lips, and Zach broke the kiss.
"What do you want?"
"I need..."
"What do you need?"
"I don't know... I feel so hot Zach."
His hands moved so fast, I didn't realize he had unbuttoned my short, until he slipped a hand in them. I gasp at the almost direct touch between my legs, and he kissed my cheek.
"I'll make you feel good."
I could feel his fingers move in a circle motion, and arched my back. Gripping his arm, he rubbed harder, and my hips jerked up. A hot pulse went through me, as a loud moan came out my mouth. Breathing hard, Zach moved over me, and stared down at me with a smirk.
"What?"
I asked a breathless.
"I've taken another first it seems."
I wasn't really paying attention to what he was saying, but he leaned down kissing below my ear, before speaking.
"So tell me pretty girl, how did you like your first orgasm."
My eyes widen, and I opened my mouth, and closed it. He smirked leaning down giving me a kiss, and pulled away.
"That good huh."
My cheeks turned red, and he leaned up off me. Watching with him, I noticed the tent in his shorts, before I met his eyes. He looked away awkward, before turning toward the door.
"So when your ready come down stairs, I'm going to the bathroom real quick."
Walking toward the door, he stopped glancing back at me before smiling. Once he closed the door behind him, I pressed my face deep into the bed.
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