The Magnetic Attraction

Luke

I wanted to have sex with her; I wanted to give her my all but all these thoughts came back to me. I had known this girl for 3 weeks. She said she didn't want anything to do with me. She said I would condom her and she called herself a whore.

That sounded so messed up. I kissed her, so passionately and my hands were traveling for her bra clasp, I resisted bringing them back to her waist. She was grinding on me and my hands grabbed her bum while we rolled over. I was on top of her. I nibbled on the curve in her neck, my hands on her boobs, in her shorts fondling with the lace material and down her legs. Her hands were travelling too, she had them playing with my baby hairs, then on the v of my lower abdomen before she left them to stroke my arms. She seriously wanted sex and I did too but I was thinking of the bet: it would be the perfect time to finish the bet, I didn't want to have sex with her for a bet, I wanted her to feel it and me. I rolled off her, "I'm sorry I can't..." I got up to go to the bathroom to sort out (jack off) my dick. I washed my hands and went back to the room. She was really calm about it all; I knew she was disappointed but she didn't seem to honestly care. My hand travelled up to her bra and my hand rested under the red and white bra. I legit played with her nipples. I loved her. I kissed her on the cheek. I fell asleep before her I think because I didn't  know if it was a dream or not but her hand was on my dick! I woke up and looked under the covers, her hand was there, her eyes were closed but she smiled. I wrapped her leg in mine and she moved her hand to my face.

The next day was boring. I woke up earlier than her so I settled for some cereal on the porch. Fifteen minutes later, I felt two hands rest on my shoulders. Carter was wearing the jersey I brought for her yesterday! "Good morning Canderlina!" I kissed her, I went back in to the kitchen to make her some toast on a low heating with butter and jam. I had seen her in the school cafeteria in the mornings sometimes.

I couldn't help but stare at her toned, perfect body and wish I had sex with her the night before. She was on her phone of course but she enjoyed the brief breakfast I made her. When she finally finished, I grabbed her hand and dragged her down to the beach with me. I knew she wasn't wearing a swimming costume so I unbuttoned her top and pulled it off her head. It was still pretty early so nobody was there. She swam in her shirts and bra. I admired her back as I took a break. Shortly after, she rested beside me on the sand. I put my hand on her thigh but she sat up and moved it. I propped myself up on my elbow to face her. "Luke, I would have been a whore last night and at that moment I didn't care! I'm not a condom." I reassured, "your not and nobody would've had to know!" She said, "but I would have! Fuck, don't you understand?" She stood up dusting off her sexy ass. She walked away, "I need to go take a shower so we can leave." I turned her around to face me, "I'm sorry,  I won't condom you. We don't even have to have sex or do anything like last night." She untangled her arm from my hand and walked off. I should have told her I love her.