George's pov
Me and clay walk to the backdoor and quickly slip out without anyone noticing.
We both laugh running into the gardens then we climb over a fence and run into the feilds.
There's a staple nearby, "can you ride a horse?" I ask, "yes but three is just no way I'm doing that george" clay says as we walk into the stables.
Mum used to take me riding.
"Please" I say patting one horses nose.
"Fine" clay says.
He opens the gate and grabs a leash.
He preps the horse then leads it out of the stables, clay holds my waist and lifts me on top of the horse.
It's higher then I thought, clay lifts himself on the horse infront of me and begins to make the horse slowly trot.
I hold clays waist, "ok hold on" he says as the speed picks up.
The horse now running through the feild.
I hug clays waist tightly as it does, I close my eyes and let the wind blow my hair.
We slow down after a while.
Clay gets off and holds his hands out to help me down.
I reach down grabbing hold of his shoulders and he eats my waist and lifts me down.
When my feet are on the ground I look up at clay.
Our faces are inches apart.
I study the features on his face with the moonlight shining on his skin.
I wrap my arms around his neck and rest my head on his chest.
He hugs me tightly back.
I let go of him after a while and walk through the feild.
Clay ties the horse to a fence then we lay down in the grass.
I stare up at the stares in the night sky.
"Look, it's a hat" clay points to the stars.
I try to find what he's looking at but instead I see a shooting stare, flying across what seems like the whole sky.
Clay sees it too and we both cheer stupidly.
"Make a wish" clay whispers.
"I have to many to decide" I whisper.
"Come on, theres gotta be one" he says looking at me.
I look at him staring back at me, "ok you wish too then" I say, "ok ready we'll do it in our heads at the same time, 3..2...1"
I wish that someone will take me away from this horrible place to live a normal life.
I stare at him, he stares back at me, I feel a tension growing.
Clay sits up slightly and leans over to me, next thing I know our lips are no longer separated.
The kiss is passionate.
He leans away and stares into my eyes, I cup his cheek and lean up, pressing our lips together in a more rough and sloppy kiss.
He kisses back holding my and he pulls me on top of him.
My knees kneeling on either of his body, I place my hand on his chestas we kiss.
Clay holds my hips and adjusts me to sit more on his dick.
I lean away and place a kiss on his jawline then I unbutton the couple buttons on his suit jacket, he sits up a little and I slip the jacket off.
He presses our lips together as he flips us over so I'm under him.
I wrap my leg around his waist as he kisses my neck roughly.
I run my hand through his hair slowly, he hits my soft spot on my neck and I grip his hair and let out a small moan.
I feel clay smirk into my neck as he continue to kiss the same spot.
I feel his hands reach for my jacket, he undoes the buttons then unbuttons my blouse, moving his lip to my bare chest as he slowly and painfully trails his lips down my body with everything button.
He rwachs the last one then moves up my body and kisses my lips again.
I feel his hand trails down my chest to my pants as he unbuttons my pants button then unzips my pants.
His hand slips into my pants and he rubs my dick.
I breath heavily and he pulls away from the kiss, I roll my head back and pull his hand out ten reach for his pants.
I undo them then slightly pull them down a little
Then I unbutton his blouse and slip it off.
Clay slips my boxers down halfway same with my pants, I lean up and kiss his chest.
"I don't have lube George" he whispers, "no shit" I whisper, "you know it's gonna hurt?" He whispers, "it always does at first" I whisper.
He kisses my lips and I run my hand over his hard dick under his boxers.
His breath hitches, he leans away and pulls his boxers down, he positions himself then he dick pushes into me.
I let out a loud moan, he pushes it in all the way and I whimper holding my breath, he pulls out of me the teusts back in hard.
"Clay~" I moan, he smirks and then continues to thrust into me.
He let's his head fall on my shoulder as he groans and locks our fingers, pinning my hand above my head, he runs his other hand through my hair and places a kiss on my neck.
I moan loudly as he hits my soft spot and grip his fingers.
He picks up his speed and hits the same spot.
When I feel clays warm liquid fill my body he pulls out of me and pulls my boxers and pants up then his own.
He rolls next to me in the grass and we both pant.
Our fingers still locked.
