Shameful Hearts (BOOK 2)

I Protect, I Attack, and That's a Fact

May 17th, 2013

Christopher Landon Andrews was so fucking hot. Like the sun was two centimeters away hot. The number of fantasies I've had about this guy was impeccable. He'd press me against the wall and leave love bites on my neck, then throw me on the bed and rip my clothes off. Just thinking about it, I'd find a quiet room in the school to masturbate. If there was anyone I knew who could beat Hendrix's penetration game, it'd be Chris. Like goddamn!

But he wasn't at all like the fantasies I had. Chris was a lover, however, still dominant in a sense. The kind that'd spend hours on foreplay and take his precious time teasing you when you wanna cum so badly. My whole body trembled by just the touch of his fingertips, and was already at my peak when he inserted them inside me. He had the magic touch. And by that, I meant he was VERY good with his hands. I didn't think I could orgasm that many times. 

But it wasn just his hands. It was everything. From the way he stared deeply into my eyes, to the way his breath grazed against my skin. His parents would be home most of the time but my loud self was never able to keep quiet. But then Chris would kiss me so passionately to shut me up.

"What?" He giggled. After zoning out for a moment, I smiled. His green eyes peered into mine as if they were like an exhibition. I mean, I appreciated how much he adores me, but it kind of made feel some type of way. A way that I've never felt before. I couldn't look away. This attractive motherfucker knew my every weakness.

"I don't know. Something about you just laying here next to me is so fucking hot." 

"Well, thank you. You don't look too bad yourself for a person with bed head. It's actually turning me on." He teased.

"Yeah? How about I fix that?" Pulling him closer to me, I climbed on top of him and kissed his neck. His hands immediately found their way to my ass and squeezed them firmly. I let out a moan that unexpectedly got his third leg a little too excited. And just as I was about to go down on him, my phone vibrated. It was a message sent from Ellie that read: heading over to yours in 10.

"Shit!"

"What?" Chris asked confused.

"Ellie's on her way to mine."

"Of course." He said, rolling his eyes irritated.

"Chris, don't be a dick. Okay? I'm not even supposed to be here. If she found out about us, she'll hate me forever."

"Then we can hate her together. Becky, Ellie's not your friend. She's just using you to hurt me. I should know. She's been doing it since we were ten."

"Don't say shit like that, Chris. She's your sister. Why the fuck would she even do something like that?"

"Because I'm falling in love with you and she knows it. And this is just another opportunity for her to fuck things up between us." 

Woah. Did he actually just say that? We've only been dating for three months. And 'love' was a strong word. Were we supposed to say shit like that this early? Shocked by the sudden confession, I didn't know what else to say. Hell. I didn't even know what 'love' was so I couldn't say it back.

I cared about Chris. A lot. But I was fine with how things were going between us. I didn't expect anything exclusive to be a part of it. I just wanted to have fun.