Alone (On Hold!)

Chapter 7

Chapter 7

It was about four o'clock, and Dustin just texted me that he was on his way home from his game ten minutes ago.  After calculating how long it would take for him to get back to his house, I found myself stripped down in my bra and thong and laying on his bed, forty minutes later, still waiting for him to arrive.  His parents weren't home and according to a note they left on his bed, they weren't going to be for another two days; thank god Dustin told me where the spare keys were, or I would have been stuck outside for forever.

My dad was at a business trip and I was supposed to be at home with Arielle but she was with her parents, so I had the whole rest of the day as well as tomorrow morning to myself, or more accurately, with Dustin.  

As I flipped another page of some sports magazine I had found on Dustin's nightstand, I heard the front door open.  "Hope?" Dustin called out into the house.  

I stayed silent as I heard him make his way into his room.  He opened to door and his face instantly lit up.  "Hey boyfriend," I greeted, throwing his magazine aside.  He looked so sexy wearing his baseball shirt and a pair of low slung jeans.  

"Hi girlfriend," he said, walking towards the bed and closing the door behind him.  

"I like that sound of that." I got off the bed and strode towards him.  

"I do too," he smiled.  He pulled me by my waist into his muscular body for a hug.  

I wrapped my arms around his neck and started playing with his hair.  "So are you ready to take your sexy baseball uniform off?" I moved my hands and rested them on his chest,  playing with the collar of his baseball shirt.  

"Absolutely." He slung me over his shoulder with no warning and threw me onto his bed.  "Don't you dare try and sneak out on me this time." 

He lowered himself over me, locking eyes with me, and with his hands on either side of my head, he gave me a soft kiss.  I closed my eyes and let myself go.  He moved a hand behind my head and down my back to my waist, lifting me up slightly to move me all the way on the the bed.  He trailed gentle kisses along my jaw and down to my neck, settling at the nape of my neck, sucking at a sensitive spot as my head rolled back.  I pulled his baseball uniform off, leaving his nicely sculpted torso bare, ran my hands over his pecs, and trailed my fingers over the flat panes of his stomach.  I traced the lines of his six pack before he claimed my lips.  

His kisses were different from how they used to be.  They were loving and more passionate compared to our usual hungry and urgent kisses.  I wrapped my arms around his neck and played with his hair.  I wrapped my legs around his waist, pushing his waist down on mine, but he resisted, trailing his mouth down my neck and to my cleavage.  He wrapped his arms around my back and undid my bra, throwing it on the ground next to his bed, and suckled my nipples.  I let a soft moan out and he chuckled before leaving a trail of kisses down my stomach and to my thong.  I pulled my knees into my chest and placed my feet on his pecs, pushing him up, and undid the buckle of his pants.  He slid his jeans off and kicked them aside before running his hands over my arms, tracing the scars of my past.  He planted a soft kiss on each scar, up my right arm, across my chest, and down my left arm before trailing his hands up my legs and to my inner thigh to push my legs apart.  He began rubbing at the thin, lacy material covering me, his thumb grazing over the sensitive nub, causing a moan to escape from my throat.  He kept teasing me for a bit before pulling my thong off and slipping his finger into me.  

It was something completely new to me.  We had never explored each other this much, we had aways just had sex, in fact the only time I ever experienced this was with Jason.  As I felt myself bucking at his fingers, wanting more, but he removed his hands and rubbed at my sensitive nub before giving me a short and fleeting kiss.  My head rolled back and I tried to spreading my legs further apart to give him an easier entrance when his fingers slipped in me again as my breathing became quick with satisfaction.  I felt myself floating away in ecstasy when I felt a completely new feeling.  Dustin had disappeared between my legs and began pleasuring me in an entirely new way.  I let out a long moan of ecstasy, feeling myself climax even before we had sex, when suddenly it stopped.