ever since (gxg)

Chapter 6 - The Midwood Gazette

The days after Tatum and my date flew by like a storm. Before I even realized it, Wednesday had arrived. In that time, she and I tried to let our undefined relationship, or as they say these days: Situationship - be ours for the most part. This meant that we lived from the moments in the restroom when we literally fell over each other and the short occasions when we were alone in the locker room. But even those times became less and less frequent, so we ended up in the car yesterday. It was thanks to Tatum's powers of conviction that we didn't have sex in the back seat yesterday. I would have wanted it. My body would have wanted it. It was almost unbearable for me to kiss her and know that there was a point where sense had to rule and we had to stop whatever we were doing. I wish that this sense would no longer exist between us. I then walked with quick steps to our usual meeting place: the school restroom. Right next to the art classes. I opened the door. Tatum used to stand right by the pillar. Just like now. But unlike usual, she didn't kiss me in the middle of the room. No. She impatiently pulled me into one of the cabins and closed the door, pushing me against it roughly but kind of hot. I felt the knob of the door against my back as it pressed against me. But at that moment, I couldn't have cared less. My attention was focused on those goddamn deep blue eyes, burning with longing and lust. They looked at me. Scrutinized me. And after what felt like an eternity of Tatum watching me with her eyes, she pressed her lips eagerly against mine. She took less time to use her tongue and we continued to make out. I could feel my heart beating faster and faster and our mouths were moving in the same rhythm, in perfect harmony with each other. Then I noticed how her hand slipped under my T-shirt and slowly fought its way to my bra. Good thing I chose a loose T-shirt today.

"Damn, you're so sexy," she moaned softly as we parted our lips for a brief moment. But my desire groaned for more. I took her head and pressed our mouths together again as I felt more and more of her hand touching my body. It triggered a feeling between my thighs that I knew Tatum wouldn't release in this kind of place. Much to my disappointment.

"We should stop," I gasped in between kisses.

"We should", but she did the opposite. Because instead of pulling away from me, she lifted me by both of my legs, leaving me no choice but to throw my legs around her.

"How the hell can we stop now?"

"We don't."

A slight moan escaped my mouth as I felt Tatum now exploring my body with both of her hands. She used one to undo my bra and the other to massage my breasts with pressure. It was the perfect touch, without being too forceful or too soft. I could feel the heat that continued to flare up, especially between my legs. Tatum's touch was the main trigger. As we continued to make out passionately in that cabin, her touching me on my breasts, the door to the toilet suddenly opened. The laughter of two strangers could be heard behind me, which automatically interrupted the kiss between me and Tatum. And as panic spread through me, I noticed Tatum grinning evilly. That couldn't mean anything good. And I was proved right, because she slowly lifted up my T-shirt so that I was standing topless in front of her with my legs still wrapped around her. She slowly turned her head towards my breasts and I noticed the growing panic.

"What are you doing?" I wordlessly formed with my lips as she just grinned and got closer to the sensitive part of my breasts that I thought she wouldn't. I heard the voices behind the door, but their words blurred in my mind. Instead, I registered Tatum's warm breath on my nipple and, all at once, her tongue touching that exact spot. A moan was about to escape my mouth, but at the last moment I caught Tatum's hand on my mouth as she increased the movements of her tongue. Faster and faster, so that the heat between my legs became impossible to ignore.