The Patron Saint of Monsters

Chapter Nine Part Four

Oleander parted her lips and arched her back, she desired nothing more than to feel his tongue move against hers as her body moved against his. He groaned as he lifted one of the arms that was holding him above her, using his now free hand to lightly trace her sides while he worked his fingers up under her shirt. She ran her fingers through his brown waves pulling his face closer to hers, she wrapped a leg around his waist and with a swift movement she flipped him onto his back. She straddled him grinding down into his lap.

Oleander found that everything felt different with Trent. She was not overwhelmed with insecurities and inconvenient thoughts of “Am I doing this correctly?”, she was merely overwhelmed with the feeling of his surprisingly warm hands roaming across her body with the excitement of a tourist visiting a foreign land and with the comfortable ease of a strolling local. She broke their kiss with a sigh and quickly discarded her shirt reaching forward to aid him in revealing his torso.  She ran her fingers against the planes of his chest and let her eyes linger on his defined biceps. Oleander wiggled her bottom lip between her teeth, she was hesitant about what to do next, she had thought about having Trent like this in her bed on so many different occasions that she was unsure which fantasy to cross off of her list.

To give herself more time to think she slipped her fingers beneath the waistband of the sweatpants he had stolen from Rebecca’s father. He lifted his hips and let her pull them down Oleander blushed when her fingers accidentally grazed the bulge of his boxers, by the time his pants were littering her bedroom floor he rolled them over once more. His fingers flew to the button fly of her jeans and quickly undid them, sliding the denim down her legs with ease. She opened her legs and he placed a cupped hand the center of her wet underwear, she gasped against his mouth and pressed her hips harder, wordlessly begging for more contact. Trent slipped a finger inside the leg of her underwear and slid it over her.

“Please.” Oleander said with a sigh.