Chapter 3 (Bailey)

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Fuck Buddy

Caiden's hand travels higher up my dress where his hand meets my bra. The taste of his tongue down my throat was like heaven to me. But why is he doing this? Does he actually like me? The thought of it slipped my mind as he moves me over to the basin. He picks me up to place me on my back on top of it as he leans in to kiss my neck once more before the voices of other students alert us.

I quickly jump off the sink and into one of the toilet stalls when two boys walk in, chattering about Pokemon or something.

"Hey Caiden."

"Uh hey guys." When they eventually leave, I walk back out, Caiden chewing on his lip.

"Wanna get out of here?" He asks while placing his hand out, signalling me to take it. I nod then grab is wrist.

When we're in the parking lot, my eyes dart around looking for his car when I eventually spot it.

"Let's go." After jumping in, we take off, headed for his house. Wagging English with the boy you're in love with felt like a dream. "Here we are."

He parks in the garage next to his house, his parents aren't home which is good.

"Where are your parents?" I ask as he slams the car door.

"Does it matter?" Caiden says angrily. He looks really mad.

When I'm in his bedroom he unbuckles his belt, allowing his skinny jeans to fall to the floor.

"Are you ready?" He asks, pulling the duvet back.

"What?" What is he doing? What does he want from me? I shake the negative thoughts from my head and release my arms from my dress strap, letting it fall around my ankles before jumping in bed with him.

Before I know it, he's on top of me, rocking back and forth. We still have our underwear on but he was still making me moan. When his lips finally found mine, he shoves his tongue as far as it goes, not letting me breathe when he hops off of me to pull his underwear down.

My mind goes blank for a bit but when I shake myself back into reality he's pulling the strap from my g string across for an entrance.

My virginity, he took it and now that we're finished, he leaves me sitting on his floor to question who I've become.

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