(two days later)i lay in bed, on my phone, at about half eleven at night, when it buzzed, signalling a text.
blake: can i come in?
me: yeah
a moment later, he walked into my room, and closed the door behind him.
"hi." he smiled, and sat on my bed next to me.
i lifted the covers up, allowing him to get into my bed, and he did, laying on his side next to me on my front, as i propped myself up on my elbows, and his arm rested on my bare back.
i was just in underwear, and he was just in boxers, and he pulled me closer to him, moving onto his back as i lay on my side, having plugged my phone into charge.
"goodnight." blake said softly with a smile.
"g'night." i mumbled, closing my eyes, my head resting on his chest.
i wasn't bothered about either my dad, or his mum, coming in in the morning, as mine and blake's rooms are on the third floor, and their room is on the second floor, and they never really come into our rooms if the doors are closed, they just call if they need us.
i stretched my arms, hitting someone, and opened my eyes to see it was blake, and i put my hands over my mouth to muffle my giggling.
it didn't look like he was awake, so i got out of bed quietly, going into my large walk-in-wardrobe, grabbing a hoody, pulling that on, along with comfy shorts.
when i turned back around, blake was watching me, a small smile on his lips.
"morning." i said.
"did you hit me, earlier?" he chuckled.
"yeah, i'm sorry." i giggled, "i was stretching, and forgot you were with me."
"make it up to me."
"how?"
"i want a blowjob."
"or..?"
"cuddle with me."
"alright." i smiled, going back over to my bed and sitting next to him, his arms wrapping around my waist.
"come under the covers." blake mumbled.
"but i've got a hoody on." i whined, his hands immediately going to the hem of it, as he pulled it over my head.
he held my bare waist, pulling me to lie on his front, and he then wrapped his arms around me, as i put my arms under his back and buried my face into his neck and placed a kiss there.
his hand trailed down my stomach and a shiver ran down my spine as his hand went under the waistband of my shorts and pants.
i moaned quietly, blake mumbling, "shh." so that our parents wouldn't hear us.
i pressed my lips to his and gently moved my hips against his fingers, moaning into his mouth.
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secretly yours || blake richardson
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