Sanity Siphoned

Ch14: Misery Calmed

Chapter 14

Michael was going nuts. It was more then a whole week since they were together and just about that long since he had been over to her house for dinner. In the privacy of his own thoughts he admitted he missed her.

That Friday a stroke of luck finally came his way. Julienne's mother was leaving town for the weekend. She'd be home all alone. He knew that and what time Ellen was leaving because it was his mom giving her the ride to the airport. He waited half hour from when his mom left to go see Julienne.

His stoke of luck ended when she opened the door and behind her he was Nick Sheldon sitting around the coffee table. There were several books opened on top of it, his reason for being there was obvious but he asked anyway. "What is he doing here?"

"Nice to see you too Michael." Nick mocked. He wasn't surprised to see him there and that meant only one thing; Julienne told him something about their relationship.

They had been hanging out together all week, just how close were they now? Michael did his best to keep a lid on his temper. "Can we talk alone?" he asked Julienne. She nodded and led the way outside to the porch. "I was thinking somewhere more private like your bedroom."

"I bet." She crossed her arms and waited for him to get on with it.

"Are you mad at me again?"

"No." she didn't offer anything else she felt on the subject.

His frustration levels were taking a beating. He hated when she went the silent route. "You told Nick about us?"

She shook her head. "Not everything. He knows our moms hang out and you sometimes come over. He thinks you're a jerk for being my friend in secret and treating me like dirt in public. He doesn't know how far we've gone and I don't want him to."

"Why not? You think it'll change how he looks at you because let me tell you he's looking pretty hard." He said tightly.

"He's a friend and I'm allowed to have one. We've been doing this by your rules all month but I'm not letting you call the shots here too. Nick and I are working on a paper." She turned to open the door.

"Wait." He grabbed her hand and held it tight between his. "I don't want to fight especially not about him." Nick wasn't even a bleep on his radar. He knew what was happening between him and Julienne wasn't everyday, she couldn't walk away from it any easier then he could. "I want to see you and I'm willing to wait until you're done with your homework."

She nodded her approval and they stepped back inside. He didn't let go of her hand until he had to so she could sit back on the floor. He knew it was partly because he wanted Nick to see there was more between them then she let on. He sat back on the couch while they worked.

The TV was on and every so often he glanced at it but the way Nick looked at Julienne held his attention more. He really wanted to pound on this kid. He was a nervous twit and would only look at her when he was sure no one could catch him. Well, Michael thought, too bad dork you're caught. When Julienne wasn't around he was going to make sure Nick understood she was off limits.

After another half hour of torturous boredom Nick and Julienne called it a night. Michael got off the sofa while she walked him to the door and thanked him for his help.

"You're pretty chatty with him. You don't avoid it or stutter."

"He doesn't make me feel weird." she softly confessed.

"And I do? Is it a good weird?" he pulled her into his arms and focused his attention on her face.

"Sometimes."

"Look at me Julienne." he waited until she dragged her grey eyes away from the wall behind him and finally met his eyes to kiss her.

On the way to the bedroom he began to un-button the shirt she wore which like most of her wardrobe was too big for her size. They stopped at the foot of the bed and he made sure to get as many clothes off of her before lying down.

Her bra and panties matched again, this time they were a dark green with a polka dot pattern. It reminded him of a bikini set rather then plain underwear. He didn't really care what color they were, he loved how little they covered and loved them even more when they were off.

He noticed she shook with the more of her body he revealed. She was nervous again. He wondered if she'd ever be used to what was happening between them. He sure wasn't.

With an idea forming that would be good for the both of them he stopped shy of taking her bra off and instead pulled her up to sit with him in the middle of the bed. He pulled his shirt off and tossed it to the floor. "It's your turn; I want you to touch me."

IIII

Julienne hadn't expected that. She knew this had something to do with the fact she mentioned earlier he was calling all the shots and that seemed to bother him. In this aspect though she gladly let him call the shots, except now he masterfully turned the tables on her.

She tried to figure out his angle, did he think she'd chicken out and forget the whole thing? Was he trying to prove something? She really didn't know and didn't like any of the scenarios popping into her head. She didn't need to him to prove she was a wreck, they already knew that and if he thought he's get a rise out of her as some sort of payback for befriending Nick then he had another thing coming.

During her mental ranting Michael grabbed her hands and pulled her on top of him. "Why are you over thinking this? I don't want you thinking, I want you to follow your emotions and touch me." holding on to her forearms he sat her back up until she was straddling him. He was right, she was reading too much into the whole situation.

She wanted nothing more then to shed her nerves and touch him the way her fingers itched to. She wanted to please him and forget about everything outside that room.

Shut up! She screamed to her thoughts then leaned forward and kissed Michael. Unlike all the kisses he didn't make a move to take control and deepen it, this was her time to call the shots. Her hands moved down his bare chest slowly to savor every inch of warm hard skin. Her hands picked up their pace at his jeans, she ached to have what was inside them.

Because her hands shook it took a few tries but eventually she had his jeans open and halfway down his hips.

Michael didn't have a firm grasp on his control like he wanted to believe. He cupped the sides of her face and stared deeply into her eyes. "Say it," he begged. "Please."

Julienne knew what he meant; the way he always wanted her to talk was the same way he wanted her to admit she wanted him. Like the other times she stayed silent and unlike the other times she showed him by reaching inside his boxers and grabbing him.

"Shit." Michael moaned, his arm around her waist tightening while he buried his face against her breasts. "You're going to kill me."

She wanted him to feel the torture and the whirlwind of emotions slamming into him the same way he did to her in a similar fashion nearly two weeks ago in that very room.

"Not like this….Julienne stop." He grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand free. His breathing was erratic, his pupils fully dilated. "I want…" his words died off as he lowered her back onto the bed. With a quick jerk he had her panties off and in seconds he was inside of her.

Finally, she thought while her head rolled off to the side. This was what she had been fighting and wanting all at the same time. It was this human burst of pleasure that was going to get her into trouble. The more she was with Michael, her drug of choice, the higher the danger became to her heart.