Spring Lies (On Hold)

S i x t e e n

READ WITH WARNING: VERY MATURE CHAPTER!!! LIKE VERY!!

GABRIEL

"I was diagnosed a little after my mom died. I didn't know what it would mean but I knew I was going to be with my mom soon. I was wrong. The medication, the hospitalization, all of it, it helped me survive. My mom once told me that one day I'll find someone that loves me and that one day I'll be surrounded by people. She didn't know I was sick like her at the time, neither did my dad or brother. Honestly, I was actually happy I would die until I met you." She sighs as she sits cross legged on the bed. I sat across from her and listened.

"You weren't happy then, with dying I mean." I say and hold her hand.

"Yeah, I wanted to get the chance to talk with you. You were interested in me, and I guess I wanted that from someone. I mean, I like you."

She likes you, don't mess it up. "Why don't you play something for me? Right now."

She looked away. "I can't. My brother is borrowing it so he can win over his girlfriend. Sorry."

I gently place my hands on her cheeks, and turn her face to look at me. "It's okay. Don't worry, you can play me something another time."

"Okay."

We were silent until Blake leaned in and kissed me.

It wasn't like any of our other kisses, forced and desperate, this one was passionate and hungry and angry.

This one was passionate. I'm passionate of Blake and her everything. I am in love with her.

Her hand were scratching at my shirt. My hands were in her hair. We both just wanted each other.

We broke the kiss for a second when I pulled my shirt over my head and threw it somewhere. She did the same and was left in nothing. Bare skin, bare chest.

Damn it, she's so beautiful no matter what.

We pulled each other and kissed. We both opened our mouths a bit, and our tongues danced together.

She slipped off her pajama shorts, which revealed navy panties. I laid down on the bed as she straddled my hips. Honestly, it felt wrong, somehow. We didn't stop, nevertheless.

I slid my hands around her hips. I broke the kiss because I didn't have a condom and now wasn't the time to have a kid.

"Blake, I don't have protection. Not on me. Unless you want to get pregnant, then we can't have sex." I groaned out.

"We don't want to be making unintentional kids. I get it. This is the farthest we've ever gotten with, thanks." She breathed out.

"Thanks? Wait-" I dug into my pocket and found the square package I've grown familiar into knowing. What a shame. I held the package in front of her. "I do have one."

"You just had to take it to the party? Planning on having sex last night then?"

"No, it's just in case. I mean, you wouldn't have had sex with me if I wasn't sober."

We began kissing again, and I- theoretically- ripped my jeans off along with my boxers. I fumbled with the condom while we still kissed and managed to get it on.

I flipped us over, and I was on top of her. We both pulled back. "Are you sure about this?" I asked her.

"Yes. I want to do this with you. Please." And she closed her eyes.

I tugged her panties off, and I slid into her. She moaned in both pain and pleasure. Her hands tightened around the sheet of the bed.

I slid in and out slowly, then picked up the pace. She wrapped her legs around my waist. I began to thrust in and out. My hand found its way to one of her breasts.

She gasped and moaned louder when I hit her G spot. Our breath hitched, and we were a mess. I kept thrusting, as our bodies collided. The headboard shook a bit and was hitting the wall.

She came on me, and I released into the condom. Luckily, it didn't get on the bed. I slid out of her and rolled onto my back, next to her. I rolled the condom off and dropped it in the wastebasket near her bed.

"How was I? Are you okay?" I asked her, looking over at her and hoping I didn't hurt her. Except for entering her.

"I'm better than okay. You were better than okay. That was amazing. I just lost my virginity to you with my dad and possibly my brother in the house!" She smiled, this big goofy grin.

"You were pretty loud." I smiled back.

"Listen, we're going for round two tomorrow. Your place, ten o'clock at night."

"Perfectly fine with that. I'll try to get my parents and sister out the house, so we could be as loud as you want. And I'll bang you on every piece of furniture in the house."

"I'm sore. I think you did me to hard or maybe it's just that it's my first time."

"It was your first time. Don't worry, the second time, it won't hurt as much."

We kissed for awhile until there was a knock on the door. Most likely her dad wondering what was all the noise. We made a lot of noise.

"Blake, what are you doing?" He said through the door. It was her dad.

"Uh, it's nothing. I just got mad and started groaning and hitting the wall." She lied.

A tiny lie, it never hurt anyone.

"Can you open up? Mrs. Matthews is here, she wants to talk to you. It's about Gabriel, he didn't come home last night."

At that moment, we both looked at each other. Wondering what to do.

I've always came home home after and it was always fine. I messed up.

How was I going to explain that I just took away they're daughter's virginity? How was I supposed to leave the room?

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whoa!!!! that nasty scene though. by the way, three more chapters left in this book. :)