This boy next to my room

63

June

Connor seems to be mad at me for not answering, but that's just him because I'm not mad at him. At least not anymore.

Getting into a relationship with him is not going to get us anywhere, even though it's my dearest wish right now. I fell in love with him and I know better than anyone that it's wrong.

Just a few minutes ago I would have probably burst into tears except that after my talk with the policeman, I can't afford it anymore.

Because my adventure in this house is coming to an end soon.

In two days, my father is picking me up.

I leave the reformatory and my friends with it.

Connor with..

Thinking about it makes me sick to my stomach, the news literally turns it.

To think that I'll never see them again, that I'll go back to that rotten life with my stepmother. It's one of the most heartbreaking things I'm going through right now.

"What do you mean, when you say that It will get us nowhere June ?"

It's with difficulty that I come back to reality. My vision has blurred and I can barely see his face, I feel like I'm going to break down, and I know he's noticed because now his warm hand is resting on my thigh. I lower my eyes and try to swallow my tears, fortunately, I succeed.

"Well, I don't think it's going to work out if we get together, you know, with all the fights we've had, I'd rather we just leave it at that."

Of course that was an admittedly lame excuse, but one that gives me time to digest the bad news.

I just don't know how he might react if I told him I was leaving... Maybe he would be happy? After all, I still can't figure him out even if I keep a tiny hope that he has feelings for me too.

Connor's eyebrows furrow and I could swear I see disappointment in his dark eyes. He removes his hand from my thigh and I immediately feel like I'm missing out.

"How can you change your mind so quickly.." He sighs.

I was about to answer him, seeing his closed expression, but I suddenly cut myself off when the hand he had withdrawn comes back to lodge itself on my cheek. He then moves closer while my heart resumes an irregular rhythm.

"I love you too, so please don't ruin this moment by pushing me away."

I barely had time to realize what he had just said when his lips crashed into mine, catching me completely off guard. He starts kissing me while my eyes are so wide that I feel like they're going to pop out of their sockets and my heart is on the verge of exploding.

Did he say he loved me too ?

Connor loves me?

Why only now?

Why tell me at the worst possible time ?

Despite myself, I can't bring myself to push him away. His lips are so addictive it's literally impossible, so instead my arms go around his neck to push him closer. I don't want to let go, not after what I just heard.

His fingers go over every inch of my body, in a rather hurried motion. Normally, I would have burst out laughing at the tickling, but now my desire prevents me from doing so.

Finally, they stop once they have reached my thighs, grabbing me to put me on his knees. I stop kissing him to get some air, but our fiery eyes meet, he stares at me with all the feelings that envelop him. A marvelous smile is drawn on his lips.

"Repeat what you just said." I ask.

"Never."

After that, he engulfs his head in my neck and begins a series of kisses. I just close my eyes and focus on the bulge forming on my crotch, the pressure is literally smothering it and how fucking exciting it is. I don't think I can resist the temptation.

Out of all the other times I've let my desire get the better of me with him, this one is quite different, because he told me he loved me.

And he knows I love him.

But I know it will probably be the last time.

Before our story ends.

My back hits the mattress I was sitting on a few minutes ago. His body is on top of mine and our lips are still not unstuck. At the same time, I'm arching my back with my pelvis, refusing to get tired of his eagerly exciting swelling.

Without even realizing it, he had already taken off my top, here I am in my bra. I seized this opportunity to also remove the fabric that hides his chest.

The novelty of his emotions put me in total excitement, I even let out a few moans while his mouth begins a descent covered with kisses to my lower belly.

My heart is panicking when he delicately removes my jeans. His black eyes don't let me out of his sight, reassuring me and telling me to tell him if I want more.

Something that I am not ready to say to him.

Once removed, he goes up towards me.

"Do you want to go further ?"

Stunned by his request, I blush like I never have before. Too embarrassed to answer him, I prefer only to nod.

"Say it."

I bite my lower lip then nod again as I say:

"Yes, I want."