While The Rose Falls (SEQUEL)

Eight.

Anthony's POV

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Her lips were soft and moist. My kissing became stronger and passionate. I picked her up as our lips were still connected carrying her to my bed. Her arms were wrapped around my neck kissing me.

Laying her on my bed, I started unzipping my pants. I pulled myself away from her lips as I wanted to kiss her neck.

She moaned slightly...

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Rose's POV

Never feeling like this before, everything happened so fast.

My hormones were raging as I thought of him underneath his clothes. I didn't know if I was ready to loose my virginity yet.

He started kissing my neck and I let out a soft moan..

"Anthony.." I spoke softly as I caught my breath.

I put my hands on his hard, muscular biceps trying to push him off.

"Anthony.." I said again softly.

He lifted his head licking his lips.. "what?"

"I can't." I Said trying to sitting up.

"You can't what?" He asked twisting his face.

"I can't do this.." I said sitting up fully in disappointment.

"It's cool, I understand." He said standing up.

"Sorry.."

"It's fine. I get it." He said pulling down his shirt.

I pulled out my phone checking the time...
11:44 pm.

At the bottom I had at least 5 messages from my mom.

Not even bothering to read them, I clicked off my phone. My mom was annoying me. I'm nearly an adult and I can do just about anything I want.

"What's wrong?" Anthony asked grabbing a black hoodie.

"Nothing." I sighed. My face was contorted with slight anger.

"Nah just tell me." He Said putting the hoodie on over his head.

"It's my mom! She's annoying me." I whined folding my arms together.

He chuckled.

"That's about normal. Let's go." He said nodding his head towards to door.

I followed behind him.

"Hey, I might need you to drive me home...if you don't mind.." I stated as we walked down the hallway.

"Why is that?" Asking as he turned into the kitchen.

"Because I bet she got drunk with Mario."

He opened the fridge searching for food.
"Damn, I want some Mexican food.." he sighed.

"Ugh why?" I groaned..

"Because it's good as fuck."

I laughed. "Well you and my mom would be best friends.." as I rolled my eyes.

He pulled out a bottle of apple juice. "Why?"

"Because she's Mexican..duh." I stated talking with my hands.

"I thought you were Puerto Rican.." he said grabbing a glass. "You want some?"