The Last Virgin

Chapter Ten

*Sorry sorry sorry for not updating in yonks*

"Ohmigod, how hot is your brother?!" Emma squealed down the microphone. I winced, turning the sound down on my laptop.

"Step-brother," I corrected her, "And he's okay I guess..." I replied, shrugging my shoulders as if it were no big deal. I'm pretty sure Gio had been oblivious to the girls around school ogling him all day, but I certainly wasn't. Freddie certainly didn't like him, judging my the way he was glaring at him throughout the day.

"Are you blind woman?! There have been girls drooling all over him all day like a piece of bacon, and you're saying he's 'okay'" She squealed again, thankfully not as painful due to the quiet volume.

"No I'm not blind, and I can see he's attractive but it's just...I don't know, it's just just." I furrowed my eyebrows at my strange ramblings, hoping she'll understand.

"He's 'just just'? Do you know how little sense you're making? What's 'just just' supposed to mean?!"

"Will you stop squealing you're hurting my eardrums! And I don't know what to think, it's all confusing and gosh, I just don't know anymore."

"You should get some sleep, think it through okay, and then talk to me tomorrow, night." She logged off before I could even reply.

But there was a problem. I simply didn't know what to do. I was attracted to Gio, but also maybe possibly Freddie...I think...

Slipping on my slippers, I made my way down to the kitchen.

"Do you want some?" 

I spun around, only to see Gio standing in the living room doorway, holding a bottle of Smirnoff by the neck.

"It's a school night and you're drinking?" I grimaced.

"And? Drop the good girl attitude for once and join the dark side." He winked, tempting me to join him.

"I'm not always a good girl!" I cringed at my words, gosh I sound pathetic. "Anyway, we still have school tomorrow."

"Think about it, you only live once, school isn't that crazy, so live for once before you get trapped in a cycle of mediocre living. Just come out with me once, I won't ask again."

Sighing, I shrugged; silently agreeing.

"So, when did you become such a bad ass anyway?" I asked as we slipped out onto the road in Gio's car.

"I've always been a bad ass, you just don't know me that well."

"Oh...I guess you have a point there..." I looked over at him, grinning as he looked out of the window, his arm muscles tensing every now and again as they gripped the steering wheel.

The rest of the drive was in silence, only speaking to Gio as to where we were going, which he didn't tell.

Pulling up into a car park, I looked around to realise it was a beach that Gio had driven to.

"A beach? Really? You couldn't just tell me that? We live on the coast you know, this is really nothing special." I stated as we both clambered out of the car.

"You may have been to a beach before, but have you ever been drunk on a beach?" Gio questioned as we walked down the relatively steep slope towards the beach. Thinking about it, I haven't really done anything reckless in my life. Maybe this could be a good change, well, a more exciting one anyway. 

I didn't give him the satisfaction of an answer which he blatantly already knew, and instead pulled the thin cardigan I had thrown on further across my chest in a poor attempt to keep the chill of the wind out.

Suddenly Gio came to a halt about ten metres from the waters edge; wrapping his arms around my waist he pulled me down in between his legs as we sat on the cold, damp sand.

"What are you thinking?" He asked as he nuzzled my neck.

"Nothing in particular, you?"

"Mostly about how hot fucking you would be." He replied casually.

I felt my face burn up as I centered as much attention as possible on the waves that rolled onto the beach slowly, attempting not to notice how close he was. He held the bottle of vodka in front of me, I took it and lifted it to my lips, the strong smell already burning my nose and making me wince.

"Come on, show me you're not a good girl." Gio whispered down my ear, his hot breath warming my neck.

I tipped the bottle fully, trying to ignore the burning sensation as I downed as much as possible before my taste buds realised that what I was consuming tasted like nail varnish remover.

"Oh wow, okay, slow down." he said, taking the bottle from my hands and drinking some himself without flinching.

"If I was a 'good girl' I'd do what you told me, but I'm not, am I?" I winked at his surprised face. I didn't know what I was doing, but I really didn't care about anything in that moment in time. Crawling out of his arms, I stood slowly, trying not to show that I was dizzy as hell. The wind didn't seem to effect me as much as before. I slipped off my cardigan, dropping it to the floor in front of Gio as he stared up at me in confusion. His eyes grew darker as I slipped off my shorts and vest. With my shoes already off, I ran towards the water, and didn't stop until I was shoulder length deep.

I watched as Gio tugged his sweater over his head and dropped it onto the sand beside him, along with his jeans before joining me in the water.

Honestly, I had no idea what brought this on, but once again, I didn't care. Even in the freezing water, my skin burned where Gio touched, craving more of him, I wrapped my arms around his neck, pressing myself against him as much as possible.

"You're driving me mad Kimmy, you know that right?" He growled as I planted short kisses along his jaw. I looked up at him, lust clear in his eyes. Smirking, I ran my hand down his chest, tracing every muscle before he grabbed my hand and wrapped it around his waist.

His expression frustrated, he dipped his head down to mine, his lips pausing millimeters from mine, he appeared to contemplate what he was doing before crushing his wet lips against mine. The slight taste of vodka left on his lips tasted sweet as our mouths rubbed together frantically. I gasped as I felt his hand roam my chest, taking the chance given, he dipped his tongue into my mouth and met mine, emitting a moan as he searched my mouth with his tongue.

Suddenly, I screamed, wrapping my legs around Gio; I searched the water cautiously. 

"What is it?!" Gio yelled.

"Something touched my leg!" I squealed, hating myself for sounding like such a girl...well, fuck it, I was.

"Are you sure it was an animal and not just my...um, problem?" I turned to face him, even in the night sky I could see his cheeks burning red.

"What problem?" I asked. Slowly, I felt him unwrap my legs from his waist until I was once again pressed up against him. Only then did I realise what he meant by 'problem', I felt my face burn up.

"Oh..." Was all I could say. Sighing, he picked me up bridal style, and carried me towards the shore.

We didn't bother getting back into our clothes, they would have just got wet. Shivering in the cold wind, we jogged towards the car and turned the heating on once inside. Only then did I realise what could have happened on that beach if it didn't stop when it did.

Once again, sorry for the wait :(