This boy next to my room

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Connor

As far as I remember, I never had a real discussion with June. At least not on the subject of love.

"Then why did you ask me that question ?" She asks.

"Cynthia told me she had feelings for me. Basically, we were just sex friends, but after thinking about it, we've gotten pretty close lately." I confess in an attempt to secretly get her to respond.

And indeed, she reacts. Or rather, her facial expression reacts. She is disappointed, her green eyes leave mine to look at the ground and a sudden disinterest takes her.

Something inside me turns on, not my cock this time, something else. I wish she felt the same way she makes me feel when she talks to me about Tyler, it's obviously a success.

"It's cool, you guys are good together." She sighs.

Liar.

A smirk appears on my lips, she doesn't see it because she still doesn't look at me. I have the confirmation that I really make her effect this time in spite of that she makes me understand the opposite, no matter what she will be able to say to me to defend her cause, I would not believe it, I would not believe it any more.

I take a quick look at the door, it's well and truly closed. I stand up slowly while my gaze is riveted on her face which does not pay me any attention, she avoids looking at me but she knows that I am approaching her.

Without her even realizing it, she had already moved further away in her bed to make room for me. So I don't take much time to get to her side.

"Do you remember why I hate you ?" I ask.

She looks up at me.

Those beautiful green eyes are raised to me.

Her mouth opens to answer me but no words come out, as if she understood what I was trying to make her understand.

She knows that I know she is lying.

She didn't mean what she said, she doesn't think I'm good with Cynthia.

"I hate you because you constantly lie to yourself by saying things that are completely opposite of what you really think." Those pupils dilate and my smile widens, I love the effect I am having on her.

The next second, my nose and part of my face is buried in her neck. Her smell is going to drive me crazy, and her goosebumps on her skin even more so.

She lets herself do it, even when I put a quick kiss on her. I can even hear her breath dangerously jerking.

I gently kiss her neck while positioning myself closer to her body. We are now stuck and lying on the bed, she is facing me. I hear her moaning quietly and it turns me on too much, I let my tongue come in contact with her epidermis so that she moans even louder.

Her breath is noisy but she still doesn't dare. My hand wanders slowly over her waist, tracing those curves.

"Don't hold your moan June." I whisper against her neck before putting my tongue back in, this time she lets out a moan. Not too loud but not silent, it's enough to make me get hard.

I pull my head away from her neck and my veins literally tingle as I notice that our faces and bodies are squarely pressed together.

Those eyes stare deeply into me with an intensity like no other.

"Why are we doing this ?" June whispers desperately. For answer I only shrug without taking my eyes off her burning gaze.

"You want me to stop ?" I ask.

"Especially not ! I mean, no." She stutters, which makes me giggle slightly.

"Then show me."

"Show you what ?"

"That you don't want me to stop. I feel like I'm the only one who wants you right now."