Grant let out a smirk as he drew his hand up my spine. Tracing on my bare back, I could feel him gently scratch my skin as his breath grew hot on my neck. Bringing his other hand to my neck, he slid it into my hair and gently pulled my head into his palm as he took my neck hostage. I could feel my temperature rise and bit my bottom lip in attempt to keep my moans inside my mouth as he chuckled. Having worn my uniform directly when going to see him, he began pulling the buttons open before my hand grabbed hold of his wrist.
"We don't have to do anything..." He said out of breath as his long hair fell perfectly over his eyes-enough to make him seem mysterious and seductive. His lips hung slightly ajar over me, and his cologne forced me to pull him down to me. With the connection of our lips, I could feel something grow between us and I suddenly realized it had been him. At this development, he smirked before pulling back.
"I only have more evidence to prove you have not been with anyone."
"Why is it such a fascination of yours?" I asked as he swept my hair from my neck and began sucking on my skin. With his palm, he pulled the back of my neck closer to him as he spoke between kisses.
"Maybe I find it arousing on how innocent you are..." He said so sultry-like that I felt weak in his embrace.
"Maybe you would be surprised on just how not innocent I am." I shot back as his brow arched.
"Prove it." He challenged.
Taking his smirk as fuel for my adolescent fire, I firmed my legs on either side of him before pulling him towards me. Hurriedly, I brushed my fingers through his hair to ease as a massage, but desire in the form of sex. Remembering Rae talk about teasing a guy, I began to grind my hips against him as he groaned. He set his head back on the couch, now resting his hands on my legs as my lips were against his ear. Had only seen it in a movie, I bit the bottom of his lobe, then sucked on it before moving to his neck. Each action I did, caused him to grow more and more enticed between my legs. It was with this action, that I realized, he had his ear pierced. Pulling away at this, he chuckled.
"Surprised?"
"Just something I hadn't noticed..."
He pulled me back against him, now, motioning my hips to please him. Sliding his hands up my thighs, he reached between my legs before I immediately jumped back.
"Sorry..."
"It's okay...are you okay?" He asked as I nearly fell on my rear in order to stop him from going any steps further. For a moment, he hadn't seemed to mind, but then he rose from the couch and turned on the television-not bringing his gaze to me. For the remainder of the afternoon, we watched an after-school special on drugs and driving after drinking before he went to drive me home. The thought of being home in general was a prison in itself, but I knew there was nowhere else I could go. My dad had relaxed with his anger-and in fact, was hardly home at all. It was a nice relaxing vacation-especially because he took Adaline.
"Do you know how crazy you make me?" He said as the engine stopped. I turned my gaze to him before he pulled me towards him. Before I could comment, his lips were pressed against mine-hard enough to break them. He then slid his tongue deep in my mouth before sliding his seat back and pulling me completely over his lap.
"I have never desired anything or anyone so much in my life..." He said as his hand rested on my leg. "I don't want you to feel inclined to do anything...I just...God...I want you. I just want you to know that."
I couldn't help but smile. I have never been the object of anyone's affection and to be so to such an attractive and hypnotizing man was almost too much to handle. He pulled me in for a sweeter kiss as I lingered on his lap.
"Have I proven to you yet that I am not innocent?"
"Maybe I just like the actions you perform when I say that you are."
"Oh...so you have been playing me...I see how it is." I teased as he pulled me back in. Releasing me this time, he let out a growl as I copied his notorious smirk.
"You are the one playing me."
"How so?"
"Wearing that damn skirt...those eyes..."
"My eyes?"
"The way they beg for me to take you...but then you push me away."
I was filling up with heat that I didn't know how to handle.
"You have no idea of your effect on me."
"I have a small inkling on it-"
"Small?" He cocked a brow. Before I could pull away-not that I tried to, he unbuckled and unzipped his pants before placing my hand over him. With only a thin layer of fabric between me and him, I saw the joy in his eyes of my hand on him. I could feel a strange confidence in me as I decided to tease him, just enough before pulling away.
"You are my weakness..." He said as he pulled me for a deep kiss and then allowed me to leave the car. Half way up the drive, he whistled at me before pulling away in his car.
Arriving back inside, I found Rae crying on my bed, in the fetal position. I sat next to her and rubbed her back as she quickly rose up and wrapped her arms around me.
"I don't know what to do...."
"Is it Bucky? Was he with Courtney again?"
"No...It was me...I was with Bucky again..." She said shaking her head, sobbing-and becoming difficult to understand.
"Huh?"
"I slept with him! Jane, I'm pregnant!"
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Basorexia
Romance"Plain Jane", they call her...that is until she meets Grant Malcolm. A dangerous outcast with haunting eyes and a sinful raspy voice that sweeps her off her feet. But he is also a new type of danger that she has never encountered before...