Richman High

Chapter 16 - He Said Well Deserved Sabbatical

"I can't believe we did that." That is all I can manage to say out of breathless panting.

She softly murmurs through the bed sheets, still draping her hand passively over me, "You were the one who suggested spending the whole day in bed."

"It's a good suggestion. I mean- you went along with it." I nudge her hip, pressing my lips to her smooth and supple skin.

Just picturing Kenna's long legs spread across the bed, allowing me to do whatever I please made last night feel even better than anything I've ever experienced. Her hands slowing circling my shoulders, connecting her warmth as she ignited the electricity between us. Pure and raw sex felt so good - just thinking about it makes me hard.

The way I cupped her breasts and the instinctive lean in when she knew just how much she wanted it as I did. The tightness of her sex when I slid my fingers in between just to find her sweet spot made it all worthwhile. My primal animalistic growl in comparison her lax moans - it all seemed to have us in sync with one another. Her head throwing back as we both reached the peak and our bodies' sprawled across each other as we left the lovemaking aside and began what felt like a normal adult conversation.

The fact that our school retreat is the very next day gave me a stronger drive to try and get my own room next to hers. I should feel some type of regret towards my boys but honestly can anyone blame me? After days and weeks of trying to get the woman of my dreams, she willingly gave herself to me and me, her.

"Do you think we'll get any time to ourselves over there?" Kenna knew what I was talking about.

"Oh no, don't think that just because we did this here - we'll be doing it over there." She begins to shift her body away from me, her warmth away from me.

"But -" I quickly shuffle towards her again in protest.

"It's too much of a risk." She concludes almost as if she knows I'll abide.

But I know I will because I would do anything for this woman. Anything if she'd ask me. I'd go down on my knees and forget about ever eating again if she commanded. It was only a few weeks ago that I thought I'd do this for Mia, I suppose she wasn't as serious in our relationship as I was. Now I know for sure, that I would definitely do just that for Kenna.

Kenna whispers, "What are you thinking about?"

"I was thinking about Mia actually."

"What about her?" Pure curiosity strained through the curve of Kenna's lips to the slight frown of eyebrows.

I amazed me that through all of that - I knew that Kenna was not jealous. Even the inflection of her question came from interest and not envy. A trait like this only came from maturity and experience, one of which I admire about her.

"Just about the effort, I put into, what I thought was a relationship." I couldn't help but look straight into Kenna's eyes, "Thinking back on it, she never met me halfway."

"What makes you think that?" Kenna lifts herself forward by her elbows, exposing parts of her gorgeous breast.

I'm too weak to resist, so instead I stare to by hearts content, "It was always me calling her, planning with her, meeting up with her."

Kenna didn't need to ask for an elaboration because she may have felt she didn't need too but I needed to. And as much as I loathe Mia - I can't put a bad name on her let alone a scornful reputation.

"I guess it just became a pattern that I got used to it." My eyes stay on hers, "Breaking a pattern is harder than it sounds. But I guess cheating seemed like a better solution to her than to try it my way for a while."