𝐾 𝐴 𝐿 𝐸 𝑁

Chapter |5| Face To Face

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Come on. Come on.

I screw my eyes shut, trying to block out the evident slurping noises and focus on the sensation down below. He shifts to the right.

Fuck, no! What do guys not understand about keep going?

I let out an audible sigh, and everything suddenly stops all together. He lifts his head up. The light pouring in illuminates his sandy hair, almost causing it to glisten.

I wish guys acted the way they looked. Luke is supposed to be the cream of the crop. The perfect jock with good grades and actually treats girls with respect. Yet in the bedroom, his skills were lacking in every way.

"Is it not good?" Whenever he asks me this question, I'm forced to lie. His puppy dog eyes come out to play, and he's so good to me that it hurts to see him disappointed in any way.

"No it's great, just maybe shift a little to the centre."

"Like this?" His tongue circles my clit and instantly I let out a moan.

"Yes," This spurs him on and he repeats it again and again and that's it.

My orgasm teeters away again, and I'm left deflated whilst Luke tries to shove his tongue inside of my vagina. Again.

I'm all good for experimenting but after 5 months of being in a full committed sexual relationship, I would have hoped he knew what I liked. What my body responded to without having spell everything out.

We've slept together admittedly. I was drunk. We'd just been out on our eighth date and he asked if I wanted to have sex. That bluntly. No foreplay, a little stroking I guess and there was a finger or two involved before he shoved it inside of me.

I was so shocked that I didn't even realise when the whole thing was over. It lasted three minutes. Then he rolled off me, panting hard and heavy and told me how good I was. I guess the compliment was enough to win me back  because I carried on dating him.

Part of me knows Luke would only just be a rebound. Yet, I'm scared to let go of him, knowing it would opportunity for Kalen to come crawling back in.

20 months later and I'm still hung over a guy who would only ever break my heart.

"Tessa, Tessa!"

"Yeah, sorry what?" He sighs, and rolls over. I'm kinda glad because he eats me out like I'm the last popsicle on Earth...and he hates fucking popsicles.

"You didn't like it." I shake my head. "Fuck, why does it never work? You go down on me and I cum within two minutes."

"Maybe with guys it's just easier? Every girl is different. Maybe it's just harder with me?"

"Yeah maybe." Of course the problem is me. Luke isn't just popular because he looks like a walking Calvin Klein ad. He has a reputation for being this extraordinary lover.

Kiara doesn't believe it. She says he spread the rumours himself because no guy had talent like that at our age. Yet, he tells me all these stories of his sexual conquests and I have nothing to add because there was only ever Kalen before him.

I get a sense he likes I lack experience. I'm the perfect image girlfriend for him. Not too smart, not too dumb, blonde and pretty, virginal.

"Hey Luke?"

"Yeah babe." I cringe inwardly, hating the pet name.

"Have you thought about college yet?"

"A scout is coming to my next game. He's from Arizona and if I manage to impress him then i might get a whole scholarship."