Ivy and Enya

~ Chapter 1 ~

Author's Note:
Both characters are 18 but Enya is 5 months older.
They're also both switches but Enya is a little more dom than Ivy. I hope you enjoy!
(Also I'm bad with tense so if half of it's in past tense and the other half is in present, dont come after me)

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Ivy's POV:
I stood excitedly by the door as I waited for her to pick me up.

Finally, I saw her car pull into the driveway and my heart started to beat faster. We had been dating for a month now but she still made me nervous in a good way.

I opened the door to my house and stepped outside just as she was putting the car in park, and turning to smile at me as I opened the car door.

"Hey baby," she said, "I missed you!"

"I missed you too!" I replied, as I sat down in the passenger seat.

We stared into each other's eyes for a moment, then I glanced down at her lips and said, "Can I have a kiss?"

Without even nodding, she leans toward me as I close the rest of the distance between us.

Her hand makes its way to pull me in closer by my waist, which she knows I love. Our lips meet and it feels even better than I had remembered.  Hers soft and smooth, tasting faintly of the lavender chapstick she always wears. We break apart but our faces are still just inches apart.

"How about we go to my house and do more of this?" she whispered, leaving me flustered.

"Mm... yeah that- that sounds nice" I mumbled in response.

With a smirk, she leans back over to the driver's side and puts the car in reverse to back out of the driveway.

Its only been a couple days since I saw her, but I had forgot how hot she is when she drives, and I can't help but look at her the entire time. She glances at me and puts her hand on my leg, sending tingles through my body every time she moves farther up my inner thigh.

We get to her house, go up to her room, and lock the door.  "Come here baby." she says as she hops on the queen-sized bed and lifts the covers.

She wraps her arms around me as I lay my head on her chest, our legs intertwined under the covers.  I nestle my head into her shirt and rest my hand on her stomach feeling warm and safe, as she starts playing with my hair.

After a few minutes, I feel her tenderly kiss my forehead. Then her hand moves to my chin, guiding me to look up at her.

"I really want to kiss you again," she says glancing at my lips and smiling.

"Oh yeah? Me too," I whisper.

She holds my face in her hand as our lips meet again, and I let my hand pull her in by the waist. She takes my lower lip in between her own and lightly tugs at it, sending tingles down my spine. She turns her head so our noses brush together, and she kisses me a few more times.

"How do you feel about making out with me on top?"  She asks.

"Yeah- yeah I'd really like that..." I answer, blushing.

She shifts her weight, bringing her leg over to straddle my hips, then sits back on her feet, and I inhale sharply out of gay panic.

"Oh fuck..." I whisper under my breath as she leans over me and braces her hands into the matress on either side of me.

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Uh i hope you liked it might write chapter 2 soon