**Danica**
I open my eyes and I’m in a dark room with posters on the walls that look like they are from the 80s. Cloths all over the floor a computer thrown on the floor. Then I roll over and see his face. He has a smile on his face with his mouth a little open, we are both still naked with are body’s wrapped round each outer. I have a tingling feeling in my entire body. That was the best sex that I have ever had in my entire life. I was a connection I have never felt with anyone in my life. I could lay here and watch him sleep forever. I over not becoming attached to him. It’s too late for that I’ve fallen for twitch and I’ve fallen hard. I run my hands through his messy hair that I have grown to love. Rub my figure down his face to his beautiful lips that were all over me not to long again. I stop there when his eyes open half way with a groggy voice he says
“ So that wasn’t a dream” I smile at him and kiss his forehead
“No it wasn’t”
“Good cause if I would have woken up alone that would have sucked”
“ Oops I was about to leave when you opened your eyes and caught me”
“ Fucken liar you’re not going anywhere” he says grabbing me and pinning me to the bed
“Someone’s ready to go again” I say as I feel his morning wood on my legs
“I’m always ready to go with you”
“ You weird me out when you’re so sweet” I laugh
“ Fine bitch go home than” he moves off of me
I grab him this time I’m on top of him in control and he looks like he’s enjoying it
“ Not just yet I say”
I begin to ride him I don’t know what’s came over me I never make the first move in bed and epically in the morning I’m usually worried about going to the gym and checking my phone but all I’m worried about now is fucking him like crazy and it seems to be working. I go up and down on him with both of us moaning. Until he scream out
“Oh fuck baby”
I get off of him and set up and look for a shirt to put on I grab one of his white t shirts and find my thong that ended up on the way other side of the room he comes behind me putting his boxers on and graves me by the waist hugging me with a cig hanging out of his mouth. I grab his had as we wake to the couch he lights up and I look at him
“Does it bother you I smoke”
“It’s not my favorite thing but I can get over it cause there other things I really like about you”
I grab his dick and shake it he smiles
“Wow someone’s broken out of there shell should have tapped that ass a while ago”
“ Your hysterical”
“Your beautiful baby”
When he calls me baby I can’t help but smile like a nerd he notices but just kisses me
“You taste up like an ashtray”
“You fucken love it”
“ You know what I love” I say
“Food I’m starving”
“Hell ya what time is it and where the fucks mickey the suns coming up”
“ I was a little busy last night to keep track of your buddy but I didn’t hear anyone come in” I look down at my phone
“Its 7 let’s get breakfast”
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Beverly Hills Outcast
Teen FictionBeverly hills outcast is a story of love loss and finding yourself at a young age. after twitch was never wanted by his family and sent to jail by the woman he loves for something he didn't do. he now lives with his best friend on the slum side of B...
