Forty Two | Caught red-handed

509 23 4
                                    

Dylan's View

"Do you want to come inside?"

Charlie asks as we stop in front of her house. Today, like I always do, I walk Charlie home. Usually, we don't go inside because of her parents. And I admit, this "my parents don't know about us yet" is tiring. Given the missed opportunity to meet her grandfather last time kind of get to me. I'm not like this, but I look forward to meeting her parents. I get it, she doesn't want to introduce me yet so it's fine, I respect that.

"But, isn't your parents home?"
"They're out of town since this Friday for a business trip. They'll be here next week. Besides, we're just having a drink."
"Right, okay, let's do it."

She smiles and we both go inside the house. We walk straight to the kitchen, putting down all of our stuff in the living room. Once we're in the kitchen, I let myself sit on one of the stools while she opens the fridge to grab some juice and other things.

"So, I got lasagna from last night, do you want some?"

I nod and she starts to prepare the food for use opening the microwave to reheat the food. And I just watch her do her thing, looking around as I wait for her to finish.

"Where do they keep the plate in this house?"
"You don't know where your tableware is?"

She looks at me in between looking at the cupboards.

"Well, usually the helpers take care of most of the things in the house, so I got no idea where it is."
"Wow, you guys are indeed rich."

She scoffed, and I laugh slightly, then she continues finding the utensils.

"Need help?"
"Nah, I think I got it. It's on the dishwasher."

I nod and let her do her thing. Watching her. She bends over, reaching the plates on the dishwasher, that's when I started to notice her behind.

Her body got slimmer and beautiful somehow. The skirt is giving it away. It took me a good minute before I realize that I'm looking at nothing but her ass because I felt something underneath my pants go up.

"Hey, Dylan, are you done with that paper we have to pass tomorrow? Do you need help?"

She asked looking back at me, so I immediately cover my crotch with both my hands, suddenly getting nervous.

"Uh, y-yeah! haha, Ms. Patterson sure did give me a hard time!"
"Dylan, the paper in an essay Mr. Thompson had as do, Ms. Patterson is our biology teacher."

She explains frowning at me. I did not move an inch, I felt like I was caught red-handed, so I did not speak a word. She puts down the plates, walking towards me, noticing that my hands are on my crotch. She smirked, and I swear I felt my soul left my body.

"We're you looking at my ass?"

I look up at her, already defeated, and she can already tell that I'm confessing just by looking straight into my eyes.

"Aww, you naughty little bitch."

She laughs, then she kissed me, feeling me a little bit. Then she stopped when the microwave dinged.

"Food is ready."

She was about to go get the food, but I grabbed her and started kissing her as if my life depended on it. She was surprised, so I stopped for a moment, then looked her in the dead in the eyes.

"I don't like getting blue balled."

I said and I rashly picked her up to the counter and started kissing her again. Of course, I started gentle, but as every minute pass our kiss intensified.

"You're right, food is ready, allow me to enjoy it."

I teased using my voice, and a mischievous smile, then I watch her nod as she agreed. I smiled once more before continuing.

Our body getting close, no inches left between us, touch getting hot each time we lay our fingers on each other's skin. When I felt the need for the air I stopped kissing her but shifted my way to her jaw, then down to her collar bone, bitting it in between kisses, later on feeling her pulling my hair as a reaction to it. This is when I started hearing little moans from her which made me more excited.

"Don'-don't stop.."

I stopped for a moment, then I smirked at her when I see so flustered. She is panting, catching every breath she can, looking into my eyes, pleasure visible from her eyes.

She grabbed my head and shove my face onto her chest, me starting to like the aggression she's yet to reveal.

I started feeling her breasts, kissing each for a minute before shifting back to her lips, kissing as passionately as I can. Both of us grinding at each other as if we don't want to be inches away from each other.

I was about to take her shirt off between kisses when ae got interrupted.

"Charlie!"

We immediately stopped as we heard the voice of an angry woman, both looking in the direction where it came from.

Then there is the moment where I genuinely, truthfully, honestly, wished for the land to eat me alive.

Falling For A Hot NerdWhere stories live. Discover now