Dirty Girl || 5sos

4. A Good Time

His hands were on the small of her back gently pulling her closer to him. Her mouth opened for a split second and he quickly took the opportunity to slide his tongue into her mouth. He didn't want it to come off as aggressive he simply just wanted them to get intimate. His body screamed for hers and he wanted to feel her. It wasn't like the others it was something else.

Calum loved one-night stands and cheap thrills, which was also part of the reason why he loved the fraternity lifestyle. But seeing Lia and resting his eyes upon her made him yearn for something more. His mind scared him and the fact that he was practically falling in love with this stranger was absurd. Lia. The named rolled of his tongue. She carried herself differently and the fact that she was sharing this moment with him right now was amazing. He felt honored that she had chosen him.

Normally it was always a bit awkward hooking up with someone new. You never really knew if they were as into it as you were. However, this time Calum got the feeling that they were both very pleased with the whole situation.

In a swoop motion, he managed to lay her down gracefully. Their bodies lined up perfectly almost like a match made in heaven. Friction was created as he grinded himself on her making a moan escape her lips. Calum's mind was celebrating the fact that she was turned on by him. He placed wet kisses down her neck trying eagerly to control himself. He didn't want to give her hickeys, leaving huge purple blotches on her perfect skin.

He could feel her hands unzipping his jeans and tucking on them to go down. Calum took this as a sign but actually had other intentions. He began fiddling with the bottom of her dress which made her sit up straight waiting for him to undress her. He removed the one small article of clothing that had hugged her body oh so perfectly.

She was left in matching black underwear. He pulled away from her wanting to admire the vision in front of him. Calum couldn't help but think about how lucky he was. Amazing it was a sight for the gods.

Calum was overthinking it because underneath him laid a young girl desperately wanting him to fill her up, not because of the amazing attraction but simply because of her horniness. So she thanked the gods above when he finally managed to slip down his boxers revealing himself.

For most teens, the thought of sex scared them almost to death but it was different for Lia. She liked being intimate and exploring others, not to say she was easy. She chose wisely, whom she would lay with. Many associated sex with being vulnerable but Lia was comfortable in her skin and comfortable with being touched. This wasn't her first time it was maybe her third. She hadn't counted but she knew if she had to hold up fingers as to how many times she had done it, there would only be one hand in the air. The first time it had hurt and had only supplied her with a little fraction of pleasure. This time around, she knew she was going to get more enjoyment out of it.

He slipped on the rubber effortlessly, aligning them once again. The feeling of her warm skin attaching to his made it rush through his entire body. You could compare it to seeing an old fling, the one where it just ended and not on bad terms. The exact moment your eyes locked with the fling electricity shot through your veins and it left you breathless.

When he inserted himself into her he immediately felt the dampness vibrating off her. She was wet and knowing that it was him who had made her wet got him excited. Her skin was unbelievably soft and he wanted to kiss every inch of it.

Calum was known to be rough. He didn't like it soft and would give it all he got. With Lia, something was off and he wanted her to be pleasured at all costs. He kept it vanilla and was certainly not planning on pounding her from behind since she didn't seem like that type of girl at all.

"Faster Calum." She whispered her voice sounding frustrated. He could feel her nails clawing into his back. He obeyed her request and picked up the pace. He was sticky from the sweat that laid upon his skin. Going faster and deeper making him exhausted. He lasted long but he wasn't used to such tight walls. "Fuck" he panted aloud at the feeling of her tightness. She chuckled lightly pulling him down kissing him passionately. She was close to hitting the big o and when she finally reached it, her hand dragged down the poor boy's back and with her nails still in his skin she left a long scratch.

Like a trip to heaven. When he ejaculated, he swore that a sound of an angelic choir had song for him. Lia was amazed at the fact that he had made her come not once but twice. Calum had groaned loudly before laying down on top of her catching his breath. When he rolled over to one side she sat up and began looking for her dress.

"Where do you think you're going? Lay with me." It wasn't a request it was an order. She got back in the bed not knowing how to finish it off. Should she fake an emergency? Her phone wasn't anywhere near her. She didn't have time to think of another thing before an arm wrapped around her and pulled her in. Calum had turned her around to face him. He kissed her cheek and she wondered what the clock might had been. She didn't want to snuggle up next to him. The feeling of waking up in the middle of the night and having his arm around her made her sick. She didn't want any of the yucky romantic bullshit. If she wanted that, she would've been in a relationship.

"Oh shit Zoe is probably freaking out. I should get going." She said after seven uncomfortable minutes of pretending to enjoy the cuddle sesh.

"Mike is probably taking care of her right now don't worry." The dark-haired boy tried rubbing her back when she sat up straight. Please don't leave me was all he could think about.
He didn't want her to leave he wanted her to stay. Stay with him and cuddle all night. He wanted to wake up the next morning with their legs wrapped together and her hand on his chest. But most of all he wanted to keep her to himself. The thought of someone else being with her killed him. He knew how selfish he was being but he didn't care.

"No I should find her we promised to leave together but you can just call me." No why did she say that? She didn't want to be phoned down by another horny boy she already had Luke for that.

She slipped on her dress and put on her shoes. Quickly she grabbed her purse and headed out the door. Calum had laid in the bed contemplating whether he should keep on insisting on her to stay. The only thing stopping him was the thought of calling her again. He didn't want to come off as clingy because then she would never answer the phone. As he thought about all of these things one important thing popped up. He didn't even have her number.

"You don't have my number." He said but he didn't even finish the sentence before the door was shut. She had left him an emotional wreck.