Dexter White. (A Gay Romance.)

Dexter White. (Part 9.)

     Oh wow his lips were rough and delicious...

     My hand searched for something to hold on to, deciding on his shirt. I gripped it tightly as his lips moved against mine. I felt the heat of his body, he was so close. I tried pulling closer.

     Within seconds of the beginning of that kiss, it ended and I wanted to pull him back into it. "M-Mister Peterson..." My chest was going up and down faster than before. "Wh-What was that for?"

     A gorgeous smirk came across his lips as he leaned over, whispering in my ear in a voice that sent chills down my spine. "I think I'll have fun tutoring you..." His hands slid down and gave my rear a gentle squeeze.

     My face flushed as he pushed me from his room, giving me on last peck before we stood in front of the door. "Bye Dexter, hope you have a great day." He waved casually and I held a hand over my mouth as I walked off.

     As I walked home, I still felt the tingling sensation on my lips, the warmth of his body, and my heart still rapidly pounding in my chest. I got inside, sat down and started working on U.S. history. Though, I kept pausing and stared at my paper for a few minutes or more. "His lips are better than they look." I muttered under my breath.

     After I finished my homework, I put it back in my bag and bit my lip... I wasn't at all prepared for that. I'm going to take extra care of my mouth from now on. Brush my teeth three to four times a day, gum, breath mints, spray, chap stick...

     His hand that held me was warm, warmer than me at least. And I'm sure I was the closet I could get to being as red faced as possible... But I didn't care about that until now. I walked upstairs and examined my face.

     I glared at myself for having zits. I hated them. Almost every teenager had them at one point or another, and my point was currently all of high school. I sighed and grabbed some of my 'Vanishing Cream.' Works in four hours? Bullshit... I sighed and, despite my thoughts, applied it to where I needed it. Under my bangs, the little dips on the sides of my nose, whatever they're called, and a bit on my chin and cheeks... Not too bad on my chin and cheeks, but under my bangs it was kind of a mess. "Ew." I pouted.

     I hated my skin. Everything about it was dumb. I got it covered and let it sit for a little before washing my face off. It left a cool feeling on my face and I liked it. I made sure to get everywhere. Maybe I should start sleeping with a band or something to push my hair off my forehead. Stupid oils and sweat, all that crap.

     I shook my head a little as I looked for all my face wash products. I lined them up along the counter and read each one. I put them in order of best to worst. I only had a few, but I was obsessed with keeping myself clean... Physically.

     I sighed and reached into my shower, turning it on and letting it heat up as I stripped. I sighed and looked down my body. I don't want to work out, it's too cold for swimming... Running? I wanted to get a better looking body now... Okay, wow Dexter, calm down. It's was only a single kiss... It's not like he shoved his tongue down your throat and spread your legs! I hit myself on the forehead.

     I tested the water, warm enough... I stepped inside and stood under the water, closing my eyes and getting my hair completely soaked before shampooing. I sighed and rinsed off, looking around the shower at a few different body soaps. The one my dad bought me, some my mom had in there for if we ever had guests, though we never do, and mini ones I may or may not have taken from a hotel a while back...

     I bit my lip and chose the small bottle. I'd shower with the Old Spice one in the morning. I washed up and then conditioned my hair, rinsing completely and turning the water off... Only for a few moments.

     I bit my lip as I turned it back on and slid down the shower wall...

     I finished my shower, washing my body once more for the obvious reason, and dried off, getting my hair blown dry. I tried to find a headband of some sorts to use when I went to bed. I found a black rubber band style one and went back to my room. I set it on my nightstand and tossed my towel in the hamper before pulling on sweatpants and a grey t-shirt. Comfy once again.

     I grabbed my phone and started texting Brandi. Halfway done with my long rant about what happened, I stopped and smirked. I erased it all and started over. This one was shorter.

     'Had an amazing kiss today with a mystery guy.' I laid back and closed my eyes, relaxing into my bed. I've never felt more relaxed in the first week of school...

     I started remembering the feeling of his lips. Rough, but the kiss was gentle... His lips tasted of cotton candy. Or maybe that was just me hoping they did. I smiled a bit and brought my fingers to my lips, placing my index and middle finger on my bottom lip... The way he kind of pushed me back against the desk was so, dare I say, arousing. I loved it, but in my fantasy, we did so much more on a desk than kiss...

     I got a text back from Brandi, 'OMFG. EXPLAIN?'

     I laughed and rolled my eyes, 'A gentleman does not kiss and tell. Sorry doll.' I smirked. Oh, her curiosity pleases me.

     'YOU DICK. DON'T TELL ME AND THEN NOT GIVE ME INFORMATION.' Her text came not even a minute after.

     'Too bad, so sad.' I giggled to myself and sighed. 'I can tell you one thing.' I sent after a few minutes.

     'NOW.' She responded. I could just see her sitting on the bed, gripping her phone with white knuckles.

     I bit my lip, thinking how I would explain. 'His lips were chapped, rough but he kissed me gently.' I thought it sounded bad, but I had already sent the text. I hugged myself and smiled, i've never wanted tutoring so much...

     'DAMMIT TELL ME WHO.' I smiled at her text and sighed.

     'Maybe I'll tell you...' I sent. 'But not now.' I waited three minutes to send that one. Oh ho ho, when I had juicy secrets, I know how to make people beg for information.

     I got a call from my mom at 7:22, picking up.

     "Hello, Dex?" Her voice was so soothing.

     "Hey mom. Late night?" I asked her, a bit annoyed. We always ate together. It was once a month they didn't come home early enough.

     "Yes, I ordered pizza though. I got the Pizza Hut Dinner Box, so you can have some tomorrow when you get home from school and whenever you're hungry. It has chicken Alfredo in it, too." I could hear her frown through the phone.

     "It's okay, momma." She smiled when I called her that, so I decided to make her smile through the phone. "Thanks though. Pepperoni on one and the other just cheese, light sauce and extra cheese and pepperoni?" I asked excitedly.

     "My baby's favorite. There is some money in the safe jar next to the microwave." She sighed a bit. "I love you. I'll see you tomorrow."

     "Okay... I love you, too. Goodnight." She hung up and I went downstairs, grabbing money from the jar and counting out twenty-five. I placed myself on the couch and sighed, waiting.