Flannel Shirts and Tangled Hair

Different From Mine

WARNING: EXPLICIT CONTENT

As we get out of my car in front of my house, I felt a little nervous. Why did I suggest this? I can barely breathe. My room is clean right? Yeah it is.

      I fumbled with the keys as we walked up the steps to the door. I exhaled and turned to look at Olivia. She was looking at me and had a dreamy smile on her face. I smiled back and opened the door.

      I quickly walked through the house, pulling Olivia along as we went. I didn't want to stay here that long. My house isn't exactly my favorite place in the entire world. Bad memories.

      I opened the door to my room and pulled Olivia inside. Walking over to my wardrobe, I grabbed a bag and started stuffing clothes in it, not really looking to see what I was packing. Olivia gasped, making me look in the direction she was.

      My room's walls were decorated with sketches of people, plants, anything really. My bed's headboard had fairy lights wrapped around it, and they were twinkling a bright white that lit the room. My sheets were white with a white-pink duvet. The walls were painted with a white color and there are a few cracks in the wall but I had covered them up with pictures. The desk I had was a snowy white, papers littering the surface, all of which had some sort of doodle on them. Along with the papers, there was a bunch of journals, sketchbooks, and planners. I try to be organized. The only other thing in my room was a big brown bookcase. On it, a large some of books were shoved into it. I like to read.

      "It's beautiful in here." She said, looking all around. I blushed at her compliment and muttered a thanks. My eyes scanned up and down her body. The light in here somehow made her look even more beautiful, as if that was even possible. I reached out, unable to stop myself, and turned her around to face me.

      Olivia looked at me confused and before I could even get the thought in my head, she leaned in a kissed me. I couldn't even think. It was perfect. I kissed back tentatively, in case she changed her mind. Her hands went to the back of my neck and mine at her waist. Soon, too soon, it all ended.

      She pulled away from me with a stare I couldn't read. Olivia pushed the hair out of my face and pulled me to my bed. My legs clumsily followed, almost falling. She turned me around and pushed me on the bed.

      Her lips found my neck and she started laying kisses down everywhere. What is happening? Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god.

      We locked eyes and as I opened my mouth to say something she held a finger to my lips.

      "Don't talk. Let me do this." Olivia said with, by far the sexiest face I've ever seen. I moaned and her hands went up my shirt, impatiently waiting for my answer. I can't take this.

      "Okay." I said. What am I doing? What the hell am I doing?

      She grinned and pulled me in for another kiss, this one hungrier than the one before. As if she needed to kiss me to breathe. To live.

      Her focus went back to my shirt as she started unbuttoning it, kissing my skin as she made her way down. My breath hitched in my throat and she kissed me just below my navel. I tried my hardest not to make any noises but Olivia seemed to be trying to get them out of me.

      I finally moaned after she took off my bra. I sat up, causing her to almost slam me back down. I tugged at the bottom of her shirt, hoping she would get the hint. By the knowing look on her face, she got the hint.

      Olivia pulled off her shirt, exposing her stomach and sports bra. I looked over her body and tried to get to her but she pushed me back down. What was she, forbidden fruit or something? Oh god, I just made a bible reference.

      I kicked off my shoes and tried to take off my pants, only to have Olivia do it for me. She hovered above my underwear, as if contemplating what to do first.

      She went back to my chest and started licking and biting my nipples. I whined and moaned, making some of the most embarrassing noises ever.

      Olivia's other hand, the one that wasn't fondly my breast, slid in my underwear and started rubbing. I gasped so loudly and squeezed my legs together, heat radiating off my private area. She smirked at me. All of my dignity was gone. There was nothing left.

      The friction she made kept getting faster and faster. Plus, with her mouth on my breasts, I couldn't handle it. What is happening to me?

      Then she stopped.

      What the hell? I looked up to see her start pulling my underwear down. Oh no. She isn't. Is she? She is!

      I closed my legs in an attempt to stop her, not really wanting her to stop, but couldn't face the humiliation of her eating me.

      She pushed my legs to the side aggressively, looked right into my eyes, and winked. The next thing I know, the most amazing sensation ran over my body.

      It was weird. I'm being honest. But a good weird.

      I moaned and tangled my fingers through Olivia's hair as she continued to feast on me. I couldn't take it. It was amazing.

      Her hands pressed hard on my hip, as if she was afraid I'd disappear. I breathed in, out, in, and out. My glasses were askew and I could barely see straight. I was melting in her hands.

      "Olivia," I said, as if it was the last thing I would say in my life. I arched my back up and ripped at my bed sheets. This is amazing.

      Then I felt it. It was the best feeling I've ever gotten. Her tongue went faster and her nails trailed from my breasts, down my stomach, and back to my hips. I tried to catch my breath, but was not able with how fast everything was happening. It was like we had a time limit.

      It was lightning quick. The last thing I saw was Olivia's eyes, then all I saw was stars. It was perfect.

      I opened my eyes to see Olivia wipe her mouth on her wrist and make her way towards me. Blushing, I accepted the kiss she offered me and wrapped my hands around her neck. I couldn't even get my thoughts through my head. So I just kissed her instead. Then an idea came to my mind.

      I pulled away and looked at Olivia in the eyes. Her hazel eyes seemed darker somehow. She looked so beautiful. I wanted to repay her.

      "Do you want me to do you?" I asked, my face getting hot and my hands running through her hair. Olivia smiled but shook her head.

      "No, I just wanted to make you feel good," She said. "Another time. I'm tired and you're tired. Let's just take a nap." She slipped her bra and underwear off and climbed under the covers beside me.

      We just laid there. Staring at each other, our eyes wondering down the other ones body. I was so happy.

      As sleep overtook me, I couldn't help but think about all the other things we could do together. All the things we could share, all the adventures we could have, all the times like this we could have in the future.

      Sadly, she did not share my ideas and thoughts. Her perspective was much different from mine