Florence
After letting me decide what he's wearing tonight, Elija takes me to the shed in his family's car. Before we left, I made sure to play with the twins for a good thirty minutes though, making us the last ones to arrive at Liam's. Sue me, I want Elija's siblings to like me.
As we get out of the car, I walk behind Elija to take in his outfit once more. Black cargo pants with two chains at the side and a black, fitted shirt. It might be basic but he looks sinfully handsome, those tattooed arms of his showing off.
"Done staring at me?" he asks teasingly before we enter the shed.
"I wonder why you guys are late," Jamie says, wiggling his eyebrows. Elija flips him off, taking a seat on the couch. Benji's right beside him so I just stand there with no idea where to go. Luckily, Elija notices and pats his lap for me. I walk over shily, aware of the other's attention, and sit down, trying not to squash him with my weight. I hate sitting on people's laps simply because I'm scared I'm either too heavy or my bones too pointy.
Elija doesn't share my sentiment and pulls me down all the way against him so my feet are off the ground and my back is against his front. I notice Liam eying us before he diverts his attention and starts talking to Jamie.
It doesn't take long until Benji offers me a beer and I start sipping it. Everyone apart from Elija is drinking and I'm guessing it's because he'll drive us home.
"Do you want me to drive today? You did it the last time," I offer. I haven't even finished half of my beer so if I stop drinking now, I'll be good by the time we leave.
"Nah, it's fine but thanks," he tells me, making me shudder slightly. The way his breath fans against my neck has my blood humming. "Are you cold?" Elija asks. I shake my head and clench my legs, trying to stop my body from reacting any further. The movement has the guy behind me chuckling though.
"Are you turned on?" he whispers against my skin. My heart skips a beat and I scan the room, trying to see if anyone is looking at us. We're not doing anything but somehow, it feels like we are. When everyone seems to be busy some other way, I shake my head again.
"I see. So if my hand moved up, I wouldn't find you wet for me?" he asks softly, teasingly letting his hand slide further up my inner thigh. I lock my legs together, biting back a moan at the friction the move provides. Honestly, what is wrong with me? I can read smut at school without being affected but a few whispered words from Elija and I'm nearly a moaning mess?
I shake my head one more time, answering his last question and he chuckles behind me. Then he softly kisses my neck before pulling back and placing his hand above my knee again.
"If you say so." I release a breath and slump against him, finishing my beer in the minutes to come.
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"I think we're going now," Jamie announces at around ten pm.
"Already?" I ask. My words are a little slurred but I don't think I'm that affected by the beers I've had. I feel fuzzy, not dizzy.
"Yeah, I'm a bit tired," my friend replies, making Benji laugh.
"Mhm, tired of not having Orion's tongue down your throat," he says.
"Or elsewhere," Elija adds.
"Okay, enough! Bye, guys," Orion says before dragging Jamie outside. No idea how they're getting home but I'm sure they'll be fine.
"Do you want to leave?" I ask Elija over my shoulder, readjusting myself a little. Perhaps I accidentally and totally coincidentally rubbed myself against him a little. I'm pretty sure he's been hard all evening and I might have teased him a bit. Let's call it payback since I've been sitting in my wet panties all evening.
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Sommerstall Academy
RomanceOld version Just a modern-day love story between a quiet boy with obnoxious friends and a girl that likes flowers Sommerstall Academy is a contemporary teen romance novel filled to the brim with cute, funny, and occasionally heartbreaking moments...
