Impatient Dave prints his key in the front door of his apartment. After a few failed attempts we are finally in and I'm happy when I notice that the temperature is a lot more enjoyable than the outdoors. I got scared of his two strong hands that push me into the hall against the wall. With his foot, Dave is closing the door.
A pair of lips press with a lot of force on mine. Dave's hands are everywhere I feel somthing hard against my lower abdomen, leading to that i can tell Dave is as excited as i am. After an intense kiss scene, Dave lets me go so I can pull out. He grabs my hand and pulls me into the hallway towards his modernly decorated living room.
"Get me some drinks," says my English voice as he fades through a door, which apparently is the kitchen. I step down on a small, leather two-seater sofa and look around the room. Next to the opening of the hall and the door to the kitchen, two doors are visible. I assume that one leads to the bathroom and the other goes to the bedroom. And appart from the leather sofa, the room is filled with a small glass coffee table - which is also tidy cleaned - a flatscreen is hanging opposite from me, a few side tables with well-kept plants and a large old-fashioned closet. Curious, I get up and walk in the bathroom. Instead of seeing a big mountain of wash and stinking socks, everything looks recently cleaned.
Most male students who brought me to their place, whether a room on the campus, a studio or an appartment in the city, had lived there in a garbage bell.
I take a quick look in the bathroom mirror. My lipstick is almost thrown away by the fiery kisses and my long dark hair is a mess. I bite my lip when I find a pair of hickey's on the side of my neck. "Sorry, that's my job." I jump as Dave enters, leaning in the doorway nonchalantly. We both broke out in laughing through my weak motion.
"How is this place so clean?" I ask Dave when we sit in the living room again. I gestured to the room around me. "Don't laugh," Dave murmures as he takes a sip of his beer. "My mother comes here every three days or so to clean". I almost spit out my beer of laughter. "are you joking?" Dave's cheeks heat up, but afterwards he laughs with me.
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Teen FictionLilly is a nineteen-year-old student and is studying at one of the most prestigious universities in England. Like most other students, Lilly's life consists mainly of school, working, partying, eating, partying, sleeping and ... parties. Lilly, howe...
