The Calling

Weston

Kennedy looked stunning. My breath was taken away just like every time I saw her, but this time I was more nervous than ever.

The past week I have been looking up date ideas and figuring out how to make the perfect night.

And now, everything was set, and I was leading a beautiful girl to the backyard. My hand covered her eyes while she walked before me, my other hand on her waist. Her pink dress fit her perfectly, it made her icy blue eyes pop fiercely.

When we made it to the backyard, I was ready to unveil my masterpiece. I uncovered her eyes, and there was silence. She took in the backyard and honestly, I was too. I did a good job.

When it was time to open her present, I could tell how much she liked it because she was once again speechless. Her eyes danced around the frames, I could see she was tearing up, and I got worried for a second but I knew it was because she was happy.

She deserved this, she was a part of our baseball house and was one of us. These past few weeks have been the happiest I've ever been since living here. She somehow makes all the stress of everything go away.

I mean throughout the whole date we did nothing but laugh and talk, everything is perfect when I'm around her. We told embarrassing stories and my eyes cried from laughter.

But from the moment we finally kissed it felt like I could breathe again. I couldn't stop thinking about how badly I wanted to kiss her this week and when I did think about it I held my breath. But as soon as our lips met I was able to let go of that air.

Her hands were in my hair as soon as I flipped us over on the blanket. The sun was setting and for the first time in a while, it showed colors of pink, purple, and orange. The light danced on her skin in beautiful ways, and when I caught her eyes in the sun, they were glowing.

Our tongues were fighting each other until she let mine win, a dirty whine escaping her throat as I tasted her sweet mouth. My hands were at her sides and still hers were pulling at my roots.

She is like a drug, she kept me hooked on her but when I kissed her it only left me wanting more.

Before I could process, I was on my back again, her on top. She was hungry as she kissed me hard, my hand crawling up her spine. But I couldn't let her be on top of me, I needed to be in control now.

I flipped us back, a gasp left her mouth as I smiled. She grabbed the back of my neck, pulling me back down to her parted lips. Our mouths were moving fast as my hand gently went down her waist to the front of her dress. In deep breaths, I asked, "Is this okay?" She kissed me in between her response, "What about the boys, will they come out here?" I chuckled into our kiss.

"I might have paid them-" Her tongue lapped over mine, "To stay out of the house the rest of the night."

"Then please touch me, Weston,  I've been patient," Her words made my mind go crazy. I applied more pressure cupping her pussy over her dress. Her back arched in hunger as my mouth attached to her soft neck. Her one hand goes to my cheek carrying it softly like an angel on the brink of my death would.

Everything about her is so innocent and kind.

Soft sounds poured from her mouth as my hand crept to her thigh, resting under her dress. I licked a stripe down her neck to the base of her throat and then down her between her tits. Her dress was so thin that I could feel how hot her skin was as my lips pecked down her stomach.

Her hands left the back of my hair, sliding to the top of my head as I kept working my way down. When I reached the end of her dress, I slid my hand under, moving the dress up her soft thighs.