More Than Friends

Chapter 20 - Saucy

"I am so sick of this."

I was at Johnathan's house actually doing my homework for once. My papers sprawled across his bed while he sat on the floor playing on his PlayStation.

"Sorry, is this too loud?" He reached for the remote to turn down the volume.

"Yes, but it's not really bothering me. It's these notes. Every night I have to write like 10 pages, I just- I just can't do it anymore." I laid back taking a pillow and placing it over my face. I let out a muffled sigh.

I heard Johnathan pause his game and made his way over to the bed, taking the pillow off my face.

"What?" I pouted.

"You need a break."

"No, I need to finish these notes." I pointed in the direction of my notebook and laptop.

He lowered his lips to mine placing a soft kiss on them. Then another on my cheek, then my neck.

I mumbled "Never mind" pulling him closer. He was trying to distract me and it was working. I really needed a break but I couldn't take it. It took everything I had to stop myself. I gently pushed him so that he was hovering above me.

"What?"

I whined. "Notes."

"Do you really need to do them?" He said tugging at my sweater to place more soft kisses along my neck and collarbone.

"Sadly. I would much rather be doing this, though." I giggled as I gave him a quick kiss and slipped out from under him.

"Sorry."

He dropped himself on the spot that I was and sighed into his pillow and let out an over exaggerated groan into his sheets. He adjusted his position so that he was leaning on his elbow. "You know you're a tease right?"

"Am I really?"

I pulled my mess of curls into a very sloppy bun on the top of my head.

"Yes, you are." His voice was getting closer and closer to me. I felt his bed shift, he was inching his way up to me. His lips hovered above the crook of my neck.

"I have an idea," he said slowly pulling my sweater off my shoulder, placing a soft kiss on the exposed skin.

I lost my train of thought. I tried not to be bothered by him and kept my eyes on my notes. He kissed me, again and again working his way up to my jaw. He hit one of my weak spots causing me to bit my lip to keep the whimper from slipping out of my mouth. I refuse to give into his temptations.

Johnathan climbed off the bed and walked in front of me. He took the notebook of my lap and put my laptop on the dresser behind him. I felt my heart rate quicken. There was a devilish smirk plastered on his face that sent a shiver through my entire body. He stepped closer and closer to the bed.

"John..." I backed up as he placed his hands on both sides of me.

"Cam..."

I let out a small giggle, something I did when I was nervous. I gasped as I hit the headboard of his bed. He caught up to me and ran his hands up my legs.

"Seriously..." I tried to sound serious but I ended up giggling.

"I'm being completely serious."

He wrapped his hands around my ankles and jerked me down so that I was laying flat on my back. A little squeal escaped from my lips. He took my hair out of the bun and started to play with my hair.

"God, you. Are. Beautiful." He bit his lip and ran his hands down my body. He started playing with the elastic in my leggings, his knuckles brushing against my stomach. All I could do was close my eyes enjoying the light brushes against my skin.

He grabbed the back of my head and kissed me. My notes can wait. I wrapped my legs around his waist bringing it closer to mine. I ran my fingers through his hair and on his back as the kisses made their way back to my jaw.

"God," I sighed. He chuckled in my response to his actions. I could tell he was enjoying what he was doing to me.

"I really, really have to..."

"I don't think you do."

He sat up and I pulled the black shirt he was wearing over his head and threw it on the floor.

"Holy..." I said a little louder than I planned. He chuckled again. I forgot his body looked like this. Wow, he should be shirtless more often.

I pulled the sweater over my head and heard John let out a deep sigh. "You- you really want to-?"

I slid my leggings down my legs and threw them in the same direction as Johnathan's shirt, leaving me in my gray bra and pink boyshorts. I raised an eyebrow and he grinned as he admired me.

"Ok then." We went back to kissing and touching when we heard a door open. We both froze, staring at each other in shock. My hands were latched to the drawstring of his joggers.

"Hey! I'm home!" Johnathan's mom's voice echoed through the house. I heard her keys hit what I assumed to be the kitchen counter. I hit John's hard stomach repeatedly.

"She's coming upstairs!" I whispered in a panic.

"Shit!" He pushed himself up and pulled his shirt back on. He threw my leggings at me, hitting me in the face as I grabbed my sweater.

"Fix your comforter." I slipped into the adjoining bathroom seconds before his mom walked into his bedroom.

"Hey, hon, who's car is in the driveway?"

"Uh, Cameron's."

"Where is she? I want to meet this girl."

"The bathroom, but can you leave, please?" There was a long pause before I heard a muffled gasp. I guess he didn't fix the comforter. I covered my face my hand.

"I'm sorry you two were 'hanging out', I'll go to the study."

"Mom! We weren't-!" I heard the door close and Johnathan sigh. "You can come out now."

Fully clothed, I opened the door. Johnathan was laying his bed with his hands over his face. "That was a disaster."

I climbed onto the bed. "Aw...it kind of was."

He groaned as took his hands off his face. He was looking up at me hovering over him. "But it's ok! It was bound to happen sooner or later. We got our awkward 'parents walking in on us' thing out of the way early."

I kissed his forehead and crawled back off the bed and started getting my stuff together. "I should go, though. I don't think I should meet your mom again after being basically naked in her house."

Still sitting on the bed, he pulled me between his legs by my hands. "What if I get you....completely naked? Would that better?"

He kissed my hands and then began kissing me up my arm. I blushed at his seductive comment and put my knee on the bed. I lowered my lips enough to brush his ear, a trick I learned from him.

"...Maybe." I slipped out of his grasp and backed towards the door grinning with "sin" basically written on my forehead.

He fell back onto his bed and groaned.

"Such. A. Tease!"