This boy next to my room

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Connor

Am i dreaming ? Is she really crying right now ? I was right when I said she was acting like a bipolar person.

But hey, no more jokes, I might have done it wrong.

"June, did I hurt you ?"

She shakes her head negatively then withdraws her arms that encircled my neck to wipe her cheeks.

"Connor.. Please, continue."

I frown in incomprehension. She wants me to continue what? To suck her?

"But tell me why you are crying ?"

"Continue, I beg you. I want you to come inside me."

Then she lost me completely...

Ravaged between excitement and incomprehension, I decide to do what she says, obviously I did not hurt her and seeing how she asks me, it would not be very well to refuse.

So as requested, I take off my jogging suit and my underwear. I don't know if she's a virgin or not but in any case I want her to have a memorable time with me.

Without those tears.

"I won't go inside you if you cry June."

She takes a slight breath then swallows her tears with difficulty. She smiles at me and wraps her hands around the back of my neck again, pushing me further into her.

"Go in." She bellows as she gives me the signal.

Instead of doing as she asks, I slide my finger until I reach the opening of her already wet vagina. I don't intend to enter her without a condom and even less in a place like this. However, I can offer her what she asks with my hands.

Without taking my eyes off her, I insert my finger inside her. I barely have time to feel her heat when she lets out a moan that literally dies in her mouth. Her hands caressing my hair unconsciously pull them.

I prowl my second finger into those walls and insert it as well, she ends our kiss to get as much oxygen as possible to moan, but I kiss her long before she has had time to push it in.

But alienated from the situation, I end up withdrawing my fingers. She sighs then gives me a look pulsing with frustration, she wants more but giving her too much could be lacerating.

"Connor, that was amazing, but please I want more, I want you to come inside me with your penis."

A cocky smile plays on my lips. Who would have thought that June Evans had very inappropriate language? She who judges everything I do...

"I don't have any condoms on me, and I don't want it done in a crappy room.."

Her face breaks down but she just nods.

"You want me to help you cum with my fingers ?"

"No, it's okay don't worry about it. Get dressed." She replies as she releases herself from my grip.

I watch her putting on her clothes with a puzzled look. She seemed to like it though? Why is she so indifferent.

"Is everything okay?" I ask her.

She just nods her head. I hate her attitude right now, we just had a great time, we haven't even finished yet and now she's pouting.

"It's always a vicious circle with you, I'm sick of it." I plead in abandonment.

A short moment of blankness lurks in the atmosphere before she formulates the answer that was most unexpected to me.

And also the sharpest.

"In two days you won't be sick of it, don't worry. Because I won't be here anymore."