Not Just Fucking (a Shane Mccutcheon Love Story)

Not Getting Attached

"I'm guessing you recognize this place.." Shane says.
"Yeah" I chuckle.
She takes my hand and pulls me close to her...Our noses barely touching.
She kisses me, but different than she did the first time, it's not lust and it isn't love either. I don't know what it is.
She kisses me hard and deep, almost like she's hungry for something..it's still not lust though.
We make out on and off until we get to her room. She swiftly tore off my blazer and tye, and then easily unbuttoned my shirt, with only one hand as if she had done this a thousand times before. She then lightly pushed me down onto her bed grasping my hips. She kisses my neck and then my collar bone, after that as he went down to my breasts, then my stomach. She pulls off my pants and kisses my inner thighs while she caresses my hips. She really loves teasing...
She playfully messed with my panties, running her fingers over them and sloping them down slowly.
I was naked and horny as fuck.
She made her way back up so we were face to face.
I chuckled.
I then rolled over so she was under me, I kissed her and slid off her shirt.

She chuckled and rolled over so she was back in control. She pinned me down.
She nibbled my neck and teased me with her fingers more, and took off her own pants.
Who ate me out..ugh circles are my weakness. "Fuck" I gasp.
Once I had climaxed she crawled up to eye level with me and sofly kisses me. "Is ..is it okay if I touch you..?" I ask shyly. I didn't know if she was like a touch me not or something. She didn't give me the chance to touch her last time..
Shane paused for a moment.
"Y...Yeah" she says.
I reach down and I tease her clit, and then I slide down to her crotch area and eat her out too, by the small noises she makes I'm guessing I did fairly well.

We repeated and fucked for a good couple of hours. We just lay next to each other in her bed.

I start to get up. "I'm guessing this time isn't any different from the last. Not the kind to do sleep overs" I say.
She grabs my arm.
"No, Stay." She says.
"O-okay" I'm shocked. I just lay back down facing her.
"Tell me more about you. I want to know." she says. Curiosity in her eyes.
"Well what else do yo want to know?" I ask.
"Family? Pets? What kind of paintings do you do? Anything I don't already know" she says. Shane sounds genuine when she says this, and she's smiling.
"Well..okay. Just let me know when I've made you bored" I say.
"I don't think I'll have to"
"I have a loving mom who lives in central Alabama. She lives there with 3 dogs. One of them being mine. I've had her since I was 14 and she's really old. My father passed away when I was 7, he was an alcoholic and did things like cocaine etc to the point where is killed him"
I say. Basically my life story.
"Im sorry to hear about your dad" she says, rubbing my arm as it trying to comfort me.
" its okay.. He was a good man, he was just vulnerable and sad" I say.
"I see, let's change the subject, what about your paintings?" Shane asks.
" It depends on the day. I have a picture in my head, or at least a basic concept and then boom I paint it" I say.
"You'll have to show me sometime" Shane says, smiling.
"So what about you? What about your past?" I ask.
"I guess I can tell you a bit" she says.

"I don't know my mom very well, I don't know her at all really, despite that I do love her." she explained.
"I see" I listen.
"I have a dad.. Somewhere? I'm not sure. I spent most of my life in the system. I was fostered a lot, childhood wasn't exactly amazing. I turned to drugs but got off of that shit after my teens and now here I am some how. I'm a hair dresser at wax and do some freelancing work on the side too. Hobbies? Sex is of course a thing and I've been getting into photography a lot lately. I have a Polaroid and a fancy-shamancy one that Jenny got me for my birthday a while back"
Shane says.
"Oh!! That's so cool, you'll have to show me some of your photos and maybe sometimes I'll let you cut my hair" I say. She's so interesting. I really like this girl..
Shane suddenly gets closer to me. Our noses almost touching.
"Do me a small favor, and try not to get too attached to me" she says. She looks very sad, or maybe a bit remorseful..
"I think I might need to leave.." I say, as I start to get up again. She doesn't say anything, so I grab my pants and put them on. I continue to dress myself and then walk out of the room.
"Don't be a stranger, call me when ever" she says as I leave the room.