Losing All Control

Chapter 7

I walked into my house and all I really wanted to do was go collapse on my bed, but my mom had different plans. “Carson, come here please!” I threw my bag down and sulked into the kitchen where she was waiting for me. She wasn’t alone though, there was another woman there. “Carson, this is Hilary Caniff, I met her at my yoga class today!” Since when did she have friends that were girls?

“Caniff? As in Taylor Caniff?” I questioned.

She nodded and laughed, “Yeah, I’m his mom. Why, are you a friend of his?”

“Uhh… Not quite, we’re just in the same art class.” I replied.

Mom beamed, “Well, you two will have the perfect opportunity to get to know each other better tonight!”

“What?” I asked, not really wanting to know.

“We’re going over to the Caniff’s house for dinner tonight!” She clapped with enthusiasm.

Oh man, I really didn’t want to do that. “Mom, I don’t think I can, I’ve got a lot of work to do…” I started to back out of the kitchen, trying to make an escape.

“Nonsense!” She said, “You just started school, how much work could you possibly have?”

I really didn’t have a lot, but she didn’t need to know that. “Well-“

She cut me off and turned to Hilary, “We will both be there tonight!”

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I stood on the front porch of the Caniff’s house next to my mom filled with dread. Taylor would probably try to lure me to his bedroom and have his way with me. I wanted to throw up at that thought.

Hilary opened the door and welcomed us in. Her and my mom instantly left and went in the kitchen to go gossip, so I was left in the living room with Taylor.

“Hey…” I said awkwardly, feeling out of place. I crossed my arms over my chest and tried to look casual, it didn’t work all that well.

All of the sudden Taylor stood up and grabbed my hand, and pulled me into a room. I started backing up from him when he closed the door, “Taylor… I don’t want to have sex with you.” I stated.

Taylor laughed, “I just want to show you something. But, after I show you it, I’m pretty sure you’ll reconsider the whole no sex thing.”  He grabbed me roughly by the arm and smashed our lips together. I tried to push him off, but he was way stronger than me and wouldn’t have it.

He pushed me up against the wall and started moving his hands all over me. Without even realizing it I had started to kiss him back. He tongue begged for entrance, and I let it. He was and amazing kisser. Everything he was doing felt so good.

He put his hand on my ass and lifted me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist and tried to pull him closer.

Where the hell did this side of me come from?

I hastily unwrapped my legs and pushed him off of me. We were both breathing extremely heavily.

“What was that?” I asked, still out of breath.

Taylor chuckled, “I think you know what that was.”

“That’s not what I mean, dickhead.” I glared at him.

He came over and whispered into my ear, “That was a taste of what’s to come.” His warm breath tickled my ear and made me want more.  Before I lost all myself control and grabbed him, he spun on his heal and walked out of the room.

I got my breathing under control and then looked in the mirror and tried to fix the mess that my hair had become.

The rest of dinner went by pretty quickly. We ate. I avoided Taylor. And then we left.