"I should probably go..." I sighed, climbing off of Isaac and standing beside the bed. "I'm gonna go to Hayley's. Could you give me a ride?" Isaac nodded, zipping up his jeans and leading me out of the apartment, out of the apartment block and to his car. We stayed silent until I spoke. "Maybe we should take things slow? It feels like I've known you forever so I.. I'm getting carried away." Isaac nodded as I spoke. Soon, we pulled up at Hayley apartment block. I gathered the shopping bags that I had left in Isaac's car earlier and began walking toward the block of apartments. "Where are you going?" Isaac called out from behind me. "To Hayley's." I stopped, turning back to Isaac. "Did you want to come?" I called. Isaac simply wiggled his finger at me, encouraging me to come back to him. I did so. With no warning, Isaac pinned be against the car, pressing into me with his crotch. I gasped when he tried to kiss me, pulling away and falling to the floor. Isaac was obviously confused. "I-i'm sorry. I didn't expect that."
"But you expected me to masturbate on you?"
"I only went along with it because I was super horny, too." Isaac chuckled, lifting me from the pavement. "You should've said. I could've helped you out." I tensed as Isaac moved closer, grasping my arm in his large hand. I couldn't hold in the gasp when I felt Isaac's hot breath on my neck. "You'll get used to me." He whispered. A voice interrupted us. "Hey! Liz! You slut! Get a room!" The voice shrieked. I turned to see Hayley hanging out of her window. "I'm fine, Hayley. How are you?" I yelled back at her in a sarcastic tone. Isaac gave me a peck on the cheek to say goodbye and left Hayley and I to gossip and do girly shit.
"Sooo.. Who's he? He's hot. How old is he? Is he the guy you were talking to in the club? Have you had sex yet?" Hayley bombarded me with a million questions as I sat on her sofa, turning on the TV. "Isaac. Yes. Twenty-one. Yes and no." I picked up a half-eaten chocolate bar and starting munching on it. I began digging around in the shopping bags that I'd brought into Hayley's apartment with me. I gave her the candle and deodorant. Hayley seemed uninterested in her gift and continued to ask questions about Isaac. "Well have you done anything sexual?"
"No." As much as I adored Hayley, I wanted to keep the whole wanking in a public area to myself. "Well why not?"
"He's above eighteen. I'm below eighteen." I explained, taking a bite of chocolate. "Can I stay here tonight?"
"Of course, babe! We can share my bed."
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Swamp
Teen FictionWhen the young and quirky Elizabeth Groom exchanges numbers with a mysterious boy at a club one night, they instantly hit it off. The boy, Isaac, can't seem to get enough of Elizabeth. The way she holds herself, the way she pauses ever so often, the...