Saintwood: Homecoming ✔️(Wattpad version)

Last Christmas

We skipped any formal dances this year since every dance ends with someone's wearing punch and us leaving early. We had started into our second semester while trying to figure out who exactly the girl was. We all kept a lookout for anyone that would catch our attention but didn't have any luck.

Christmas break finally arrived, and we were on break for two whole weeks, which I was excited for because it meant sleeping in every single day.

I was sleeping cozily in my blanket as snow fell outside, making me stand even more until I felt something move under my covers. I opened an eye to find a big lump under them. I lifted the blankets slightly to see Ryan smirking at me. I looked at the clock on the nightstand to see it was 6:00 in the morning.

"Not even on Christmas break, you'll let me sleep in." I closed my eyes again, groaning. He hurried up, giving me a quick peck. "Okay, you win. I'll let you sleep while I play."

"Huh," I said, opening one eye, but he was already under the blankets. I felt him yank down my bottoms until they were completely off, including my panties and tossed from out of the sheets.

"Ryan, what are you doing?" I asked him.

"Nothing," I heard his voice muffled by the blankets, "just close your eyes and go back to sleep."

"We are not doing that!" I exclaimed.

"Did I say we were? No, now, you need to be quiet and go back to sleep," a muffled voice said again. I closed my eyes, drifting off to sleep until I felt a wet tongue on me. I felt his arms wrap around my upper thighs, holding me still as I squirmed from the movement of his tongue. Then I felt his tongue slide up and down as the moisture between my legs build.

As he licked, my body moved to the rhythm of his tongue, and I let out a groan, then I felt it push inside of me, sending my body into a tizzy. I grabbed the sheets, feeling my muscles tightened. His grip tightened around my legs, and he moved faster with each lick until I couldn't hold it anymore, then I exploded into a loud groan.

As my body came down from the ecstasy of pleasure, I felt him starting again, making me groan again and again until it spent me. He moved his way until he was facing me. "Nine times, that's a record." He grinned, and I let out a giggle.

"Now, can I go back to sleep?" I asked him.

"Sure," he said, giving me a quick peck, then leaving me to my cocoon of blankets. I did eventually wake up, dressing, and making my way down to the kitchen. He handed me a cup of coffee, kissing me as he was making breakfast.

"Seriously, nine times," Frazier asked, grinning.

"That's a record," Jordan said, taking a bite out of his toast.

I gave them a look.

"Well, at least he can make her go nine times, Mr. Minute man," Marissa stuck her tongue out at him.

"Hey, I can match him, if not better," he wagged his eyebrows.

"Sure, you can. Prove it," Marissa said, taking a sip out of her coffee cup.

He got up and picked her up. "Time to break a record," he grinned, carrying her up to their room.

"There goes the neighborhood," Jordan said, taking the last bite of his toast.

"Since idiot one is busy trying to break an asinine record, how about we go tree shopping?" Elena asked.

"I'm down," said Jordan.

I looked at Ryan, "Sounds good to me," he said, shoveling breakfast on my plate. After we ate, we put on our coats and all left to get a Christmas tree. Yes, even Frazier and Marissa came. Let's say; he got hazed badly for not breaking Ryan's record. I seriously thought he would hurt the guys by the death glares he shot their way.