Rebel

Chapter 4

Huey's POV

  "Jazmine, why am I always stuck in these situation when you're involved.", I told Jazmine as we were stuck closely together in a small janitors closet.

  It was after school and no one was going to come get us out. The closet was about as big as a regular clothes closet , but maybe a yard or two wider and longer. Here I was with Jazmine, at night, and she was basically sitting on my lap.

  "Jazmine, get of of me!", I told her sternly trying to push her since she was clinging so tightly to me.

  "No! It's scary! Don't leave me!", she said grabbing me even tighter and even closer, if it was possible.

  "How could I even leave you the door is  locked. So there is no possible way of getting out when I have already tried.", I informed her when she said something so unreasonably idiotic.

Thunder struck down and felt like it shook the ground, it basically did. Jazmine squeaked and started crying. It got louder and louder until I couldn't drown it out much longer. There was only one thing I could do to keep her quiet.

  I picked her up and sat her in my lap, hugging her patting her back. She grabbed me and pulled at my hair, moving her hands through my curls. I didn't stop her since it calmed her down, but it was still aggravating not making her quit.

  She wrapped her legs around my torso squeezing me tight. Jazmine looked up her face inches from mine, making her look so so tempting. I smirked pushing her closer to me hoping to make her squirm.

  Surprisingly, she shoves her lips onto mine, going fast and not at all slow like I would have guessed. It took me a few seconds, maybe less, to kiss back.  She pulled back, looking questionably. Before she could move back all the way I grabbed her shoving her against my chest kissing her hard.

  She put her hands up my shirt scratching at my back, cutting my back. It stung, but it wasn't a bad hurt. I pushed her against the floor attacking her, nipping and sucking at the tender parts of her neck.

  Jazmine, once again, wrapped her legs around my torso, but this time she pushed her hips against mine moving hungrily. I smirked against her lips, hiding a groan. I took off bra, using my one hand while holding the side of her face.

  I took her bra, moving it onto the floor, out of the way. I moved away from her mouth, Jazmine groaning with distaste. I look up at her, while I slowly went lower and lower down her body till I got to the top of her shorts.

  I ignored that and stuck my head into her shirt. Her breasts had gotten way bigger since we were kids and noticeably. She always had a flock of horny little pubescents.  Well, she did.

I blew on her breasts, making her nipples get harder by the second. I took my mouth put it on her and she moaned, shuttering against my body. I nipped and prodded each one them equalling to her squealing and grasping my head.

  This went on until she was calling my name. I stuck my head out of her shirt and her face was better than I imagined. Her cheeks were red, eyes were glazed over, and clinging to me calling my name.

  She then pushed me down hard, well, as hard as she could, sticking her hands down my pants. "Jazzy," I said pushing myself up, "Don't you think we should, you know wait to do something, like this."

  I took her hands out of out my pants nd put them in her lap. "What, you don't want to do it with me. Do you like someone else? Am I ugly?", she said blinking down tears looking he a heartbroken.

  "No, Jazmine. You're beautiful. The only person I like is you. I really, I mean really really want to do it with you, but here? Jazmine, thing about it would you want us to wait to do this somewhere more romantic. You've always said you want you're first time by the ocean."

  "You remembered that.", she said looking quite surprised.

  "How could I forget. I always remember to never let you go to the beach for I . . . . didn't want to lose you."

  She rushed to me kissing me, not like our previous kissing full of lust and hunger, but full of love and happiness.

  "The beach."