chapter 7 💋

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A/N: Please tell me what you think about this story so far 💗

Also I made this chapter extra saucy

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     A short drive later and we arrive at his house. It's different from what I expected but I don't really know what I was expecting. It's pretty much a mansion and looks way to big for just 2 people to be living there.
 
     We walk inside and I'm in awe of how big the living room is.

     I walk over and sit on his couch

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     I walk over and sit on his couch. Anthony disappears into the kitchen and I'm left with my thoughts. I open my purse and pull out my weed and start breaking it down.

     "What are you doing?" He startles me and I look up to see him with liquor bottles in each hand. "No no no, not in here, follow me." I do as I'm told and follow him upstairs. He turns the door knob to what I assume is a bedroom. He walks in first and I follow closing the door behind me. His room is huge. He has his own bathroom and balcony.

     We walk out onto the balcony and he dims the lits and hands me a tray to roll my weed on

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     We walk out onto the balcony and he dims the lits and hands me a tray to roll my weed on. He walks over to a cabinet and pulls out two glasses. Then he pours the liquor into each glass, and hands me one as I finish rolling a blunt.

    "I have to say, your probably one of the most chill girls I've ever hung out with. I like you." He smiles at me and I return the smile back.

     "Thanks, same to you, except your a guy." I say awkwardly. He laughs.

Damn it Becca hold it together..

Don't get all weird

     I light the blunt bringing it up to my lips. Inhaling and exhaling. I repeat this a couple more times.

      "Music?" He asks. I nod. He walks over to a speaker and connects his phone turning on some RHCP.

     "Oh my gosh, this is one of my favorite bands." I gasp.

     "Yeah, I saw them in concert one time. It was one of the best moments of my life." He responds.

     I pass the blunt to him. "You're so lucky." I whine.

     We sit there on his balcony for what seems like hours. Just talking about life, getting cross faded and listening.

     He moves closer and closer to me. I feel him start rubbing the inside of my thigh and I can feel my insides starting to turn to mush.

     He passes my a joint and I inhaled three times and then exhale. I pass it back looking him in the eyes as I do. He puts it out. I feel him staring into my soul. Taking in my every move, flinch, and my looks.

    "Becca I want you to know that I truly like you, I don't want you to think it's because I just want to get into your pants. I enjoy every second of every minute with you. I've wanted to tell you this ever since I met you but I didn't wanna seem like a weir-" I cut him off by kissing him.

     I'm not one to catch feelings and I feel like it's a little too early for that but my heart's telling me different.

    I straddle his lap. He let's out a deep groan. I lean more into the kiss, adding my tounge explore every inch of his mouth. I let out a moan when I feel his hands grip my ass.

     Next thing I know he picks me up leading me towards his bed with my legs wrapped around him. He lays me down on the bed, and removes his shirt. I waste no time removing my dress exposing my red lace bra and panties.

     "Mhmmm" I look up to see him glaring at me with that famous devious smile. That I adore so much. I kiss his tattoos that turn me on just by looking at him.

     He unclips my bra. Exposing my perky breasts. "Oh fuckk" I let out a moan when I feel his lips wrap around my nipple, sucking and nibbling slightly.

     He kisses my neck leaving sloppy kisses down my chest and stomach leading to my wet aching core.

     "Yessss" I moan again when I feel his tounge sliding up and down my wet folds. He teases my clit, and slips two fingers inside of me.

     "Ant please" I beg wishing he'd just cut right to the chase.

     "That's my new favorite sound, hearing you moan my name and beg at the same" He gasps.

     "Ughh I just want to feel you inside of me so stop teasing me." I say breathlessly wishing he'd stop playing with me.

     "Someone's demanding" he chuckles. I hear him start to unbuckle his pants, removing them and his boxers. I feel a wave of relief glad we're finally getting somewhere. "Ya know you're hot when your annoyed or mad. That's one of the many things I love about you." Right when he said that I felt him slam every inch of him into me. I screamed when he did cause I wasn't expecting it at that moment.

     He thrusts in and out slowly picking up the speed every time he does. He circled my clit. I feel the familiar sensation building up in the pit of stomach. I know I'm close. He picks up his speed moving faster in and out of me.

     "Fuckkk, Anthony" I moan his name and I look into his eyes to see pure lust in that very moment. His final thrusts get weaker and weaker. My legs began to shake rapidly.

     Our orgasms are synced. We lay wrapped in each other's arms, cuddling. As we lay in bed coming down from our highs I receive a text from my dad.

12:45 am
Dad: Hey sweetheart, I just got home. Where r u?

Me: Hey sorry I forgot to text you I'm at Marcia's house we stayed up studying. Is it ok if I stay the night?

Dad: Yeah that's fine but just make sure your home tomorrow.. I get off at 7.

Me: Sure thing, love you lots 💋

Dad: love you too hunny, sweet dreams

     "Hey Anthony, let's skip school tomorrow." I broke the silence between us.

     "Sounds like a great plan." He replied and began leaving kisses all over my body. Giving me hints he's ready for Round two.

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