I had no phone or money so I had to walk back home. Thankfully Charles was nice enough to buy me clothes so I was wearing shoes and joggers. Maybe I should visit him sometime, to see how he's doing. I mean it's not his fault he has a mental condition...he can't control it. He just needs help.
My pace picked up and I started to run. Good thing I do cardio every week. My paced kept picking up and I was fully sprinting now.
After like thirty minutes I was out of breath and bunches over in front of the house. I took like one minute to catch my breath. It was midnight by now so all the lights were off. I laughed in disbelief...I couldn't believe I was here again. I walked up to the door and I didn't want to wake anyone up so I took a bobby pin from my hair and picked the lock.
I don't know how I forgot about the alarm but it went off. I put in the code before it could get louder. Because I lived with three boys, the password was fart.
I walked up the stairs as quietly as I could and opened Sean's door but closed it silently after. I wanted to surprise him.
I climbed on top of him and straddled him with my legs. He still didn't wake up so I slapped him and yelled, "I'm a ghost bitch!"
Unconsciously, he pushed me off of him and leaned over to turn on his lamp. He rubbed his eyes before they landed on me.
He gasped and his eyes automatically watered. I stood up and he pulled me into his embrace. He pulled away slowly and he stroked my cheek before crushing his lips on mine. I tasted his salty tears and I pulled away.
"Why are you crying?"
"You were gone for weeks. Where did you go? What happened?"
I pulled him towards me and I just kissed him. "I'll tell you everything in the morning. Let's just enjoy each other's company right now okay."
He nodded and raised me up, laying me on the bed. He took his jersey off and threw it across the room before lowering himself on me. He left like four hickeys on my neck before he threw my top off and unblocked my jeans. He pulled them down my legs and threw it with our other clothes.
He thrusted his hips into mine and I let a moan escape my lips. He unhooked my bra and his lips moved to my breasts. My back arched, my toes curled and oh my gosh.
When he was finished he raised up a bit and looked into my eyes, "Are we gonna..."
I shook my head, smiling, "Yeah."
His eyes bulged out of their sockets, "Are...are you sure?"
I let out a breathy laugh, "Yes."
"But it's not special."
I put my hand on his cheek and whispered, "As long as it's with you...then it's very special."
He smiled and walked over to his dresser and pulled a condom out of his draw. He turned around and raised his eyebrows while wiggling the packet in his hand, "Are you sure?"
"Yes!" I laughed.
He walked up to me, put his hands on either side of me and leaned down, his nose touching mine, "Are you-"
"Sean!"
He laughed and kissed my nose, "I'm just making sure. Don't want you to make a mistake or anything."
I held his face, "I love you."
He gave me a short kiss before pulling away, "I love you too."
I hooked my thumbs in his boxers and slowly pulled them down. I ripped the pack open and slowly I rolled the rubber onto his dick. He bit his lip and threw his head back, grunting.
He looked at me but his eyes weren't filled with lust...they were filled with love and that made me smile like an idiot.
He pulled off my underwear and climbed on top of me, holding his weight up with his arms. "Baby...are you positive you wanna do this?"
I just nodded my head and smiled. He gave me a kiss before saying, "This is gonna hurt."
He lowered himself into me and I gripped the sheets as tears fell from the corners of my eyes. He must have seen me because he asked, "Does it hurt to much? Do you want me to stop?"
I just shook my head no and he nodded, "I'm gonna go deeper okay?"
I felt goosebumps cover me and he spoke again, "I'm gonna flip us over so you're on top...it wouldn't hurt as much."
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"So how does it feel to not be a virgin?"
I laid my head on his chest and smiled, "Great I guess."
"Was it...okay?"
I looked up to see him blushing, "It was perfect."
I climbed on top of him and he grabbed my ass, "Do you wanna do it again?"
He didn't even answer me, instead he flipped me over and did his thing.
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Teen FictionNone of this would have happened, if she just believed him. Rank #93 in assassin