Rebel At Heart

Chapter 17: Pleasant, Yet Unexpected

I stood in the bedroom doorway, watching, amazed as Blake jacked off to a video of me he took over the summer when we all went to the beach for a week. I quietly closed the door. He had his earbuds in, unable to hear me. I walked towards him and knelt on the floor. I prepped myself and spun him around. I wrapped my lips around his cock as he jumped.

"What the...! Holy shit! Boston!"

He was so big. I pulled him out of my mouth, swirling my tongue around the slit. He groaned and his hands went to my hair. He pushed my mouth to his dick when I slid my tongue along the underside, giving his balls a quick kiss. He was close already, my blowjob just raising his arousal. When he came, his hips jerked up. I had never tasted cum but it wasn't pleasant. I knew what I had to do though. I swallowed and Blake groaned with satisfaction. I tried to stand up but he pulled me towards him, shoving his tongue down my throat in a kiss. He pulled his earbuds out of his ears, lifting me up.

"I can't get enough of you."

I tried to unbutton my pants, with his help. He pulled them off, not allowing my panties to leave my body. I found a solution to that. I rubbed myself against him until I came. I kept doing it because, hey, it felt good. He finally gave in, ripping my panties off me, shoving himself inside me. I have three words for that. Oh. Hot. Damn.

I curled closer to him, resting my head against his bare chest.

"Are you sure you're good?"

"Yes Blake. I told you, I'm on the pill. I'm not going to risk it."

He smiled and kissed my forehead.

"Even though that felt amazing, I won't be doing that again. I'm too young to be a father."

I bit his nipple, causing him to shriek.

"I think you'd be a great father."

"You really think?"

I nodded. He was trying to distract me from the satanic sacrifice and Raini being pregnant but it wasn't working. I could tell he was also angry and worried. For me. I snuggled closer to him. I felt oddly safe next to him. I ran my hand over his chest and he chuckled.

"No more for today. I don't want to hurt you."

I started to pout and he shook his head.

"That lip isn't going to work. We have classes on Monday. I'm not going to leave you sore."

"Fine. I'm going to do laundry tomorrow if you need me."

"Where?"

"I go to my parent's house. It's quicker. They have two washers and two dryers."

"Two?"

"My siblings and I were very messy when we were younger."

He nodded and I kissed his red nipple before drifting to sleep against his chest.

"Do you have any underwear I could borrow?"

"What did you say about my underwear?"

Boy. Deaf and stupid.

"Do you have any I could borrow?"

"Why?"

"Because you tore my last clean pair last night why else!"

"I have plans! No underwear for you!"

"Fuck you Blake!"

"Maybe later!"

"What time?"

"The minute I have you alone! That's when!"

I continued to rifle through the drawer, failing to find shorts or pants. Great. They were all dirty too. I only had a skirt that was way too short to be wearing in front of my mother but I had to. I slid that on with a t-shirt and walked out into the living room where Blake was.

"Ready?"

He looked over at me and sucked in a breath.

"Are you trying to kill me? I'm meeting your parents today and you need to wear a short skirt and no underwear?"

I stuck my tongue out at him, smiling.

"You'll get over it."

"Sure I will."

Sarcasm was evident in his voice. We climbed into my car, starting the hour drive back to my home town of Herrick Center.