I always wake up at the slightest disturbance. It's no surprise then that the sound of the 2 am text woke me up.
"RU up? I know it's late but I need a ride. Nobody is picking up."
I wasn't exactly mad that Ryan would text me at this hour. OK, I was secretly squeeing at the idea that he thought of me after a night of drinking. Did he really want a ride or did he want more, I wondered.
He could have me, if he wants to. Oh, he can definitely get it. I've seen him at the lake enough times with his shirt off that I could draw a map of his torso with my eyes closed. He's caught me gawking, I'm sure, but it's not like I'm the only girl who has admired his taut body.
It was then that I remembered. Ryan was forbidden. Completely off limits. He's Jessica's. Well, he used to be, at least. And Jessica was my friend so you know how that goes. There was just no way I could hook up with Ryan.
I still want him to get home safely, don't I? He's still my friend, right? I should be a good friend. . .
I grab my phone, "on my way. text me address."
Sitting up in bed, I looked at myself in the floor length mirror. Not bad for 3 am, I think. My hair has an insouciant, carefree quality that normally takes me twenty minutes to get right if I try. My t-shirt clings to my shapely breasts, inviting any onlooker to inspect them closer. My black panties are also adorable but they sit on the floor where I always remove them before bed.
I stand up and walk into the bathroom. Turning the faucet on, I wash my face and brush my teeth. Again, I review myself in the mirror, this time scanning my full body. Everything looks presentable until I notice my three day bush peeking out from underneath my t-shirt. I pat the soft bush and wonder if Ryan likes a girl who is shaven or trimmed.
As I ponder the question, I find myself absent-mindedly sliding a finger inside. Fuck, just the thought of him already has me wet. I sniff and then lick myself off my index and middle fingers. Mmmmm. I don't think Ryan would mind having a taste of this. I don't think he would mind it one bit.
Don't let you mind wander, girl. Let's just pick him up and drop him off at his place. Jessica would never forgive you if you ever did anything with Ryan so just put it out of your head right now.
I slide on my tights that make my ass look amazing (no panties). I put a hoodie over my braless tee but I don't zip it up. Hey, I said I wasn't going to hook up with him. I didn't say I wasn't going to make him want me.
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Teen FictionRyan is everything she wants in a boy but he's forbidden. He's dated Jessica and Jessica is a kinda, sorta friend. She can't break the girl code by going after him. Or can she? FOLLOW ME! I HAVE LOTS MORE COMING OUT! If you like longer stories, p...