Tutor

Twenty Four

Odell

"You okay? I didn't hurt you, did I?" Demi lifted her head off my chest and rolled slightly to face me.

"I ache a little, but I feel good" I leant to press a kiss to her lips. She giggled as she pulled away from me and then nuzzled her face into my neck. "Thank you."

"For what?"

"For making my first time feel good" I stroked my fingers through her hair. "I always worried that I'd feel pressured but I didn't and I have you to thank for that" the smile on my face widened. "I..." she stopped herself as she pulled her face from my neck, staring intently into my eyes. She began to stroke her fingers through my curls as her gorgeous brown irises held me captive. I could feel myself just falling harder for her by the second. "I love you" the corners of my lips twitched into a wide smile and I suddenly felt alive.

"I love you too" she giggled as she leant to press her lips to mine. How have I managed to get Demi Lovato to fall for me? "I've wanted to say it for a while but I didn't want to scare you off."

"You wouldn't scare me off" she pressed a peck to my lips before she cuddled herself back into me. I kept my arm tight around her, tracing patterns delicately along her spine.

"So, back to prom. What colour is my tie again?" she lightly giggled. I pressed a gentle kiss to the top of her head.

"Were you not listening?" her left eyebrow quirked up as her lips twitched up into a smirk.

"I was. I just got distracted by your beauty" she shook her head and I smiled widely as she blushed. I ran my hand along her cheek, my thumb lightly brushing along her lower lip.

"It's a dark blue so you don't need to start panicking that I'm going to make you wear pink."

"I wouldn't mind wearing pink. I just wanted to imagine you wearing the colour" her lips twitched into a wide smile. "I don't have to wait until prom to see your dress, do I?" she nodded, giggling as I rolled my eyes and groaned.

"I'm sorry, but yes you do."

"I'm going to have to go out and buy a tux."

"Yes, Baby, you are" baby. Hearing her say that feels so good. She pressed her forehead to mine, giggling as she brushed her nose with mine. I ran my hand along her thigh as she brought it over my waist and then moved to straddle me. I moaned against her lips as she pressed herself into me, able to feel myself stirring slightly below the waist. I ran my hands to her ass and she giggled as she pulled her lips from mine. "I'm hungry" she sat up in all her naked glory and the sight had me salivating. I've never seen anyone quite so gorgeous. She's a goddess. A literal goddess.

"You're so gorgeous" she giggled as I ran my hands up her front.

"Are you going to feed me?" she took my hands off her before I could cup her breasts in them. She linked our fingers together and stared down at me with her best puppy eyes.

"What do you want?"

"Surprise me" she leant down and pressed her forehead to mine, her lips brushing against mine as she spoke.

"I don't think you'd want that, Baby. I'm not a chef" she lightly giggled as she pulled away from me.

"You've got to be better than I am."

"I don't think so, Beautiful" her smile widened and a warmth filled me at the light pink tint to her cheeks.

"Okay. I'll cook, but I can only make grilled cheese."

"That's fine. It's more than what I can do" I leant to press a peck to her lips. She giggled, her arms wrapping around my neck, her fingers running into my hair. We sat like that for a moment before she climbed off my lap. I leant back against the pillows of my bed and watched as she pulled on my shirt. "If my mom walks in and you're just wearing my shirt, she'll lose her shit" Demi lightly giggled as she glanced back at me. "Not that I'm not enjoying the view" she lightly hit me on the arm causing me to laugh. "At least put on some bottoms."

"I only have jeans, and they're uncomfortable" I rolled my eyes at her pout. I moved myself to the edge of the bed, smiling as she stepped towards me. My hands ran up the backs of her thighs and under my shirt, to her ass.

"I'm sure I have some sweatpants you can wear."

"But you're huge, they'll be like double my size, if not triple" I loudly laughed as she giggled, stroking her fingers through my curls.

"It's either my sweatpants or your jeans."

"Fine" she sighed and leant down to peck my lips. "I'll take the sweatpants" she moved away from me as I pushed myself up from the bed. I headed into my closet, grabbing out two pairs of sweatpants. I threw a pair at Demi and she lightly giggled. I changed too and then turned to Demi who twirled.

"You look good, Baby. The sweats look huge though" she rolled her eyes and giggled. "Think my mom will know what happened?" her hands ran up my chest.

"I'm wearing your sweats, Babe, she'll know" I leant to press a delicate kiss to her forehead. "You think she'll care?"

"She was a teenager once, Baby. Anyway, she had me when she was only 17" Demi's eyebrows raised slightly and her eyes filled with curiosity.

"Really?"

"Yeah, she struggled, like any teen mom would. My dad was around for a year before he left. She's been a good mom though; she's been the best."

"I didn't know that."

"I hadn't told you" she leant up and pressed a peck to my lips. "Come on, let's go and get some food" she nodded, sliding her hand into mine. She flashed me a smile before she pulled me from the room. The smile was firmly plastered on my face and that's where it stayed all night.

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