*Stevie's POV*
"Is the door locked?" Ally asked me, her voice filled with pure seduction.
I have to be completely honest right now, I'm pretty confused as to what she could possibly be hinting at. Then suddenly, it hit me like a brick wall. How could I have been so naive?
Playing along, I tried my hardest to use the most seductive voice I could. "Yeah, it is..." Nailed it.
Nothing could've prepared me for what she said next.
"Good, I don't want anyone walking in."
Holy. Fucking. Shit.
All I want right now is for Ally to keep saying words, I don't even care what those words are at this point. Just as long as she keeps saying things in that voice and she keeps looking at me with those eyes that are clouded with pure lust.
Nothing stops me from lunging forward and capturing her lips in searing kiss. Soon enough, we were back in the same positions we were in last week, only this time, something was different.
Since we were both wearing dresses, any kind of friction, even the smallest little brush of fabric, sends shock waves through me. If this is doing this to me, I can only imagine what it's doing to Ally.
I get my answer soon enough when I hear a tiny whimper escape her mouth when I kissed a rather sensitive spot on the base of her neck by her pulse point. This makes her hips buck up just enough to make the moan caught in the back of my throat jump out.
Fuck this. I'm not about to let that happen and then be expected not have any sort of reaction to it. I pull back and take both of her hands and place them on my hips as I start my movements on her lap.
I'm slow at first, but when I get a glance at the look on her face, it sends a whole new wave of pleasure through me, and I pick up my speed.
We're both breathing quite heavily and me grinding on her is really starting to get to me, which means it definitely has to be getting to Ally.
I lean down to capture her lips in a bruising kiss. I feel her tongue slide across my bottom lip. Knowing what she's trying to ask for I immediately let out a small moan and open my mouth enough to accommodate her tongue into my mouth.
When she pulls away, it's almost a shame. I soon understand why she did when I glanced at the time. We had about 4 minutes until students started arriving to school.
Quickly I got off of her and straightened myself out and Ally did the same.
"So..." Ally said with a laugh. "that was-"
"Erotic." I finished.
She blushed and looked down to her feet.
"Hey, did you wanna go out somewhere some time?" I asked, already knowing the answer.
"Of course I do! But..." she hesitated. Oh no, the dreaded 'but...' . "But, everyone in this town knows who I am and they probably know who you are at this point too..." she said with a bit of dread in her voice.
What Ally said was completely true. Everyone did know her. She's a really popular girl. Me, however, I've been living here in LA for about a month and still no one knows who I am.
I have a better idea, though.
"Why don't you come over to my place? We could watch shitty movies and eat junk food."
"That sound amazing! Let's do that!" She exclaimed excitedly.
Ally then took out a notebook tore out a piece of paper, and wrote her cell number on it. Handing it to me, she smiled and said, "Here, dis is for you."
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Miss Boebi
Teen FictionAlly Hills is just your average 18 year old high school student, but in her senior year, she gets a little more than she asked for when the new english teacher, 23 year old Stevie Boebi, strolls into her life. This forbidden love may cause some trou...