Dirty Mouth

Chapter 3

- Annabelle Maxfield –

We were cuddling on the couch while watching Sinister. I wasn’t really paying attention because I was thinking about what Monica said about “taking it to the next level” which is, sex.

*Flashback*

Finally. Two hours of CIP done, only 98 hours more left but who cares it’s movie night! I can finally spend time with him.

“All this gardening makes me itch!!” Monica complained as she stepped in her pearl white Porsche.

“Will you hurry up?? I have to bathe!” She gestured her whole body and shivered in disgust. She stepped on the pedal and began speeding even before I was able to buckle my seat belt. It was dangerous for me since it was a convertible. The car came to a halt and I literally jerked forward when the traffic light changed to red.

“So how are things going between you and Max?”

“Good.” She nodded and drove off once the light changed to green.

“How was the sex?” She asked excitedly, still keeping her eyes on the road. I shifted in discomfort knowing the fact that we had never been there. Suddenly I was thrown forward but luckily I had my seat belt on and it held me back. She had stopped the car in the middle of the road.

“What was that for?!” I furrowed my eyebrows.

“You guys… haven’t had sex?” Her eyes widened revealing more of her brown eyes. I took in a deep breath and shook my head, embarrassed at the fact. She turned her head back to the road and started driving, slower.

 “But you guys have dated for quite a long time- You’re still a virgin? “ I adjusted my position in such a way where my whole body was facing her.

“I’m not a virgin, I’ve done it with some boys I met at parties but I’ve never done it with someone whom I’m in a relationship with. I feel so nervous around Max.” She stopped the car in front of my gate.

“If you have done it you should take your relationship to the next level. He’ll love you even more trust me.” A smirk formed on her pretty little doll face as she looked behind me. I turned around to see Max leaning on the gate with bags of food.

*End of Flashback*

I got off the couch and went to close the drapes of the windows, just in case. I stood there by the drapes thinking about it. My parents weren't home so I gave the maids a day off. So there’s no one at home unless some random person showed up, but the possibility of that is extremely minimal.

“You ok babe?” His voice snapped me out of my thoughts. I didn’t want to wait any longer so I went up to him, switched off the TV and crashed my lips onto his. I kissed him so hard that I was forcing his head down as I tugged his shirt closer to me. Our kiss became more passionate. He began to slide down from the side of the couch and we ended up in a position where I was on top of him. I desperately searched for the hem of his shirt, taking it off him. His hand travelled into my oversized shirt. He began unclasping my bra and pulled it off me together with the shirt. At this time we were both shirtless and I was ready for it, until he pulled back from the kiss.

“Max… Wh- what’s wrong?” I asked worriedly.

“I’m… I’m just not ready for it.” He replied quickly before switching on the TV.

I felt so disappointed because I was ready for it. I didn’t want to end it; I thought we were going somewhere.

- Diana Alline –