The girl next door, - ᴛ.ᴋᴀᴜʟɪᴛᴢ

Chapter fifteen.

• CHERRY WAVES - DEFTONES

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My hands moved, touching every inch of Tom's body while he bounced me. I was straddling him with my arms around his torso, my nails clawing down his back with every pound and thrust. You could hear the faint slaps of skin and the quiet panting coming from us.

We had no choice. We couldn't be loud. One sound and Seb will wake up. I was paranoid, and Tom was quite irritated about that.

"Tom," I whimpered against his shoulder, letting out a soft groan as he sped up. My hips tilted, and my lips parted, grazing his jawline. I moaned with pure ecstasy, my gaze drifting down to his cock, pumping inside and out of me.

Tom panted, pulling my hips forward and gently pushing me onto my back. He was now on top of me, lips covering my neck in open-mouthed kisses while he continued to thrust into me with more force, more urgency.

My head tilted to the side, gazing out the window while he moved, my hands pressed firmly on his upper back. I was feeling so much. Pleasure, and the pure emotional streak of tears in my eyes. It was great, but I wanted more than sex. Even though I loved it. His mouth, his hands, his co--

Tom suddenly flipped me onto my stomach, his hand on my back as he slid back into me with a small grunt. I moaned slightly, showing him a slight confusion.

My noises were guttural and raw, and when my eyes closed, all I could hear were our moans and grunts. I came in that slow, intense way that takes away all of your control and slams into you again and again against the floor. I winced, feeling the pressure as Tom's fingers dug into my hips hard enough to leave marks. He was sweating, panting, and his head fell back. I could feel him aching.

My hand slid down his back, moving myself against him and feeling him grip my hips, his lips pursing and his eyes drifting to mine before his head rested on my shoulder, a soft groan leaving his lips and a warmth filling me.

Oh God, please tell me he didn't.

My breathing was heavy and ragged as I laid back, my movements stuttering as I rested on the floor, a panting and whimpering mess. I glanced back up at Tom, his chest heaving. He was on his knees, practically straddling me.

He'd already come. I'll deal with it in the morning.

I pulled him back down, my hands on his lower back as my lips crashed back against his, and my thighs squeezed his hips. Tom pulled at my leg, suggesting to wrap them around his waist. Once I did so, he guided himself back into me.

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My breathing was ragged while I smoked, my back against the wall and my boxers halfway down my thighs.

"I haven't been fucked like that since middle school." Mandy slurred, her head resting on my shoulder as I stared into the blank, still trying to catch my breath.

Mandy couldn't walk or stand, so her and I just sat against the wall in the dark, sharing a cigarette with her head resting on my shoulder, and her eyes half-lidded. I was exhausted, my dreads frizzy and messy on my shoulders. She was tired too, but I was pretty sure she was already passed out.

I slowly shifted, pulling my boxers up all the way and wrapping an arm around Mandy's waist. I lifted her with a grunt, her body pressed against mine as I kissed her shoulder softly, and lowered her onto her bed. My gaze drifted down to her underwear as I grabbed it, sliding them up her thighs and pulling the covers over her frame before turning to dress.

My jeans slipped up with ease, the belt sliding through the loops as I tightened it around my slim waist, and pulled on my shirt as small murmurs came from Mandy.

"Hey, hey, shh.. get some rest, sweetheart."
I looked down at her over my shoulder, hearing her let out a small, but long sigh as she rolled onto her belly, and buried her face into the pillow.

That's when she let out a small mumble. "Tom," she whimpered.

My heart thudded for a minute. So loudly I could hear it in my ears. Her voice was so soft, and there was pure need evident. I leaned down, kissing her head and splitting away as I grabbed my shoes, pulled them on, grabbed my cap, and pulled open her window to head out.

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I went up onto the porch, digging into my pockets to grab out my keys. I unlocked the door, heading in and closing it behind me with an exhausted sigh. I walked towards Bill's room, tucking my keys away and leaning against the doorframe.

He was still awake, of course, just sitting around and reading fashion magazines. But he ignored me and just said; "Fuck off-"

"--You need to grow the fuck up." I looked at him. "Instead of sitting on your ass all day, why don't you just make up with your best friend even though she did nothing wrong? And neither did I, Bill. So don't take your shit out on us just because we fucked. It was gonna happen anyway." I said while walking back, watching him go quiet.

I rubbed the corner of my mouth, closing my bedroom door and pulling off my shirt. I sat down on the edge of my bed, looking towards my window, and laying down with a sigh.