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The Project

George's POV

The next day at school was pretty normal.. I talked to Clay, Talked to Alex, and we worked on our projects that were due soon. We were a little behind since we had all been goofing off the past couple days. This was a good group of friends. Well, friend plus boyfriend.
As first hour ends, Clay keeps staring at me as if indicating he wanted to tell me something. I ignore it, and go in with my day. When I get to second hour, I get a text from Clay.

Clay

Hey, can I come over so
we can work in our project? I've noticed were super behind.

Sure!, let me ask my
mom first though.

She said yes. Until 7pm:)

Cool. were gonna have
so much funnn

Oh, are we? Lol

Yep, see you at 4.

Alrighttt

I was pumped to have Clay over. It would be the first time we actually got to hang out together, more privately. My mom would be leaving at 4:30 to go to a couple different stores to shop for some more food, and things like that. We would be together by ourselves.
Waiting for Clay was the longest hour if my life. Once he got here, he greeted my mom, and we went to my room to start working on the project.

"Fess up, Clay." I demand

"What?" He asks

"You are not the type of person to care about stupid school projects. I know you at least that well."

"Well, uh.. I'm in the mood."

"You just so happen to be in the mood to do a school project?"

"No, George." Clay laughed

"Then wha-"

I stop mid sentence when I realize what he means. I feel my face get dark red.

"Clay- are you serious?"

"Yeah.. Sorry I know it's weird I should leave."

"NO-" I protest

"Oh? Sooo... Is it a yes or a no?"

"I- uhm.."

"Oh, come on now. You've made it obvious you want it. So just say yes." He says in a certain tone that makes my face grow even more red.

"Y- Yes." I finally say.

"Is your mom gone?"

"I heard her leave about 5 minutes ago." I respond

"Go check and see if she's out of the drive way yet. I'm gonna get ready."

I walk out to see my mother's car gone, and a feeling of relief hits me. My heart and mind race, I can hear my own heartbeat, and I wonder if Clay could hear it, too. I walk back into my room, and Clay has his shirt off. I stare in awe.

"Like what you see?" Clays chuckles

"I-"

He was basically ripped. He had sexy, toned abs, and muscular arms- this sight made me even more in the mood.

"I'll just give you a sec to take it all in," Clay laughs. "Are you ready?"

"I- Y- Yes."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

Clay walks over to me and pins me against the wall with his right arm. I groan from the pain in my back. He uses his free hand and strokes through my soft, black hair. I feel his hot breathe on my face, our bodies getting closer every second.
He finally breaks the distance and his soft lips meet mine- our kisses are sloppy, and I love it. He eventually picks me up, wraps my legs around his waist, and takes me to the bed, still kissing me.
He puts me one the bed; kissing me more- he was starting to grind on me. I can tell he was getting more into this now. Deep inside of me I felt we were moving too fast, but at the same time, it didn't bother me, so I didn't say anything.
Clay looks at me as if to ask for consent. I nod, and he takes off his pants. We both undress quickly, not wanting to stop the collision between our bodies. Once Clay has his boxers off, I stare again, and don't notice until Clay lifts my chin up with his index finger, making me look at him.

"From now on, your eyes are on me."