The Beginning

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Chapter 7: The Beginning

Song(s) for the chapter:

Revolution- Diplo ft, Faustix, Imanos, and Kai

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We stood in front of the racetrack and I could feel Amelia's eyes on me.

"Why'd you wanna come here? Do you know how to drive?" She asked curiously. I nodded.

"Yeah, I know how to drive. Some of my... uh friends back home taught me and we'd race a lot after school." She smiled to herself as she looked over the track.

Friends my ass.

"Can ya teach me?" I looked at her.

"What?"

"Can you teach me?" She repeated, slower this time. She was full on grinning at me. I shook my head and her smile fell. I don't want her getting hurt.

Amelia frowned. "Why not?"

I ran a hand through my hair. "You could get hurt and I wouldn't be -no, I couldn't live with that. I'm sorry, but no." I flinched afraid of what she would say as she turned towards me.

"Please," she whispered into my ear and I shivered. 'Be strong, Hunter', I thought to myself. I shook my head no, afraid of what my voice would do if I said something. Amelia smiled and hugged me, making sure to press herself against me. She pouted.

Holy Fuck.

"Pretty please," she asked. I swallowed and shook my head again. She put one hand on my shoulder and the other she used to pull at one of my front belt loops. Her soft wet lips went to my neck where she licked and sucked lightly, but hard enough to drive me crazy. Jesus Christ she had no idea what she was doing to me.

She continued her gentle assault and then she found my sensitive spot right under my jaw and I almost wet my pants. My breathing became more rugged and shaky. My heart was beating like a drum in my chest and Amelia smiled into my neck.

"Please, Hunter."

It took everything in me to shake my head, but only because I wanted her to keep going. She started walking forward and soon my legs hit the bumper of the car and I laid down on the hood. Amelia stood in between my legs as she worked her way over my collarbone and over my neck. She placed her cold hands under my shirt and traced incoherent shapes on my stomach.

"How about now?" She whispered as she sucked at the sensitive spot under my jaw. I wouldn't be surprised if there was a hickey there tomorrow.

"O-okay," I stuttered. I blushed profusely at this and Amelia laughed, climbing off of me.

"Jeez, I was wondering how long I was gonna have to do that," she giggled, winking at me and walking down the hill towards the track.

Ladies and gentleman, Amelia Grace officially has me under her spell.

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 27, 2015 ⏰

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