Fruity

III

Jeromy spun the bottle and it landed on me.

June is magic.

He just looked at me and laughed, "does this cause for a redo or do I have to do seven minutes in heaven with my best friend?" He asked her.

She looked him in the eyes, "Get your ass in that closet!" She said shoving him. "NATHAN! You too! Let's go, let's go!" She said as she shoved us in.

She slammed the door shut and screamed from the other side "Have fun you two!" She walked away but kept screaming, "MANY! Come listen to the door and make sure they're doing what they need to be doing, REBEKKA WITH THE K'S! You're next!"

I looked at Jeromy, "what the actual fuck is happening?" He asked but he didn't sound angry.

I looked at him, "we can fake the noises," I whispered to him and he looked almost disappointed at that statement.

"Nathan, you're my best friend. This is okay. Let's just do it..." he said as he moved closer to me.

"Are you serious?" I asked, my voice catching in my throat.

"I'm serious." He said as his lips moved closer to mine.

I shut my eyes waiting for his lips to reach mine but I never felt anything. When I opened my eyes all he was doing was looking at me, " you really thought I was going to kiss you?" He asked laughing and my face heated up even more than it already was.

I punched him in his arm and he looked at me with a dumbfounded expression, "What was tha-?" He tried asked me but I grabbed his shoulders and spun him so he'd be against the door. "I hate you." I said to him as I closed the gaps between our lips and kissed him.

I was expecting him to push me away but he didn't. He didn't do anything. He just stood there until I pulled away.

"What the fuck was that?" He asked touching his lips.

He moved so he wasn't between me and the door. "Nathan?" He questioned, "what was that?"

I looked at the floor. "Th- That was what we were told to do..." I said to him

"Nathan. Don't lie to me. What was that?" He asked again.

"That was what I've been wanting for a while" I admitted to him.

He pushed me against the door but didn't pretend like he was going to kiss me, he actually did it.

It was a mess. Our tongues dancing together in a sloppy, drunk manner but all I could feel was pure joy. Pure bliss radiating off of my body. He wrapped his hands around my waist and pulled me into him. I ran my fingers through his perfectly soft hair making it into a mess.

He parted from my lips and made his way down my jawline and neck to my collarbone. He knew it was my weakness cause we talked about shit like that after we made out with girls. Now he's pleasuring me like no one ever has because he knows almost every weak spot I have on my body. He focused on the lowest parts of my neck leaving behind small marks.

Next thing I know he's tugging at my shirt and it's off. He looks at me and smiles. "We're gonna lie about this okay?" He said as his thumb stroked my V line. "We faked these noises." He told me.

"Anything you want," I nearly moaned out as he trailed kisses down my body. "A-anything."

He started to undo my pants because my growing erection was becoming more and more noticeable.

He got the button undone when there was a knock on the door and he shot up. He fixed his hair and handed me my shirt.

I buttoned up my pants and was about to walk out when he grabbed my hand to pull me back.

"Nathan, were finishing this at my house tonight." He said to me as he ran his finger through my hair to fix it, "Let your parents know you won't be coming home." And with a kiss on the lips, he opened the door and walked out.