Not Quite Sure Yet

Chapter 22

Dear Joey,

His lips were soft and warm, and I responded immediately. I was going to forget, and this was a fucking enjoyable way to do it. Duke opened his mouth, and I traced the outline of his bottom lip with my tongue, enjoying the way he shivered. I kissed him passionately, grabbing his hips, his back, anything I could get my hands on. Dukes hands roamed my hair, tugging slightly. Fuck me, this guy could kiss. I pushed him backwards so he was lying down on the bench, disconnecting our lips to do so. I smirked when I saw his swollen lips and flushed cheeks. I watched his expression when I placed my knees either side of his hips, enjoying the dilation of his pupils, and his gasps. I bent down to re-attatch our lips, resting on my elbows as I hovered over his body. Our lips moved in sync, body's pushing against each other, and I felt the familiar tug in my pants. On instinct, I grabbed his bottom lip inbetween my teeth and tugged, feeling his erection grow against my own as he moaned. "Fuck." He whispered, and I smirked. Slowly, I started to press my lips down his jaw and neck, tongue darting out to wet his flaming skin. I lost count of his moans and gasps, noticing how he swore when I nibbled at his skin, leaving a trail of red marks down his neck and collar bone. I reached the start of his t-shirt, and paused. Quickly, I sat up, pressing against the bulge in his pants. Duke moaned and swore again.

"Why," He panted, "Have you fucking stopped?" I ground my hips down, and he groaned again, throwing his head back. I smirked.

"Because, I'm not going to sleep with you." I bent down to whisper in his ear, letting my breath fan across his flushed skin. He groaned.

"Why the fuck not?" Duke demanded. I chuckled and pressed my hips down on him, loving the sounds he made.

"Because you haven't done anything like that before."

He moaned. "You say it like I'm some sort of fucking virgin." Duke protested. I chuckled. I'm sure he had slept with Nicole many times, but sleeping with a girl is very different from having sex with a guy. Less painful, at first. But also less intense.

"You are to that sort if thing. It's different, Duke. And I don't feel like being the reason you regret it." I said truthfully, worried about ruining the moment. Having him resent me forever more just because I did that with him would not be good.

"If you tell me to go and have a cold fucking shower," He growled. "I will fucking kill you." I laughed, throwing my head back. Duke was different when he was worked up, less careful. It was really fucking hot.

"You swear a lot when you're horny, young man." I tutted, teasing him. He groaned.

"Cole..." He warned and I laughed. I leant down and kissed him hard, getting him worked up again. He was getting me worked up too, hearing him moan my name over and over was doing wicked things to me.

"I said I wouldn't sleep with you," I whispered into his ear. "I didn't say I wouldn't do anything else."

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I joined Duke sitting against the headboard of my bed. He had his head thrown back, cheeks red and lips bleeding from biting them. His flushed chest was rising and falling rapidly, and I pulled the sheet up to his hips, covering him. I felt strangely satisfied as I watched his body come down from his high, proud that I had made him so... flustered. It was extremely pleasing making someone feel so good. Dukes head fell onto my shoulder, and he slowly opened his bright eyes. He was grinning at me, and I reached around to put my arm around his waist and pull his body against mine. Dukes fair skin was hot, covered in a thin layer of sweat, making it glisten in the most amazing way.

"Cole." Duke breathed, sounding content. "That was fucking amazing." I chuckled and drew circles on his thighs with my finger.

"Well, I'm glad you enjoyed it." I said softly.

"Thank God your Mom went to work." He chuckled, and twisted his body to look at me. I found myself enjoying the warmth his body gave to my own, resting my forehead against his. Duke reached up and grabbed my swollen bottom lip between his two fingers, tugging ever so slightly. It was a sweet gesture, considering most people wouldn't want to go anywhere near my mouth after what I just did.

"Do you have any idea how hot you look right now?" He murmured, letting my lip go, but holding my gaze. Duke pulled himself up so he was sitting on my lap, knees either side of my hips. I smiled at him, happy. Happy that I didn't think of you, happy that Duke was making me feel so much like me again. Just happy.

I shook my head and bit my lip teasing him. "Tell me." I whispered.

Duke began to kiss down my jaw, speaking inbetween kisses. "You look so hot right now. You looked so hot with your lips around me, so hot when you kissed my body." He had reached my neck now, and I felt my body awakening at his words. "You - kiss - are - kiss - so - kiss - fucking - kiss - hot." I smiled at him and pulled him up to meet my gaze. Duke looked back at me with bright eyes.

"Cole?" He said timidly, looking away from my gaze. "Can I ask you something?"

I nodded, deciding now wasn't the time for the old 'you just did' joke. "Sure."

Duke sighed, speaking in a rush. "What are we exactly?" I laughed and pushed his hair back from his face. He was that worried about that? God, who needs a fucking label? This isn't some teenage movie, being in a relationship isn't such a big deal. Gently, I cupped his chin and pulled his face up to meet his beautiful eyes.

"Not quite sure yet," I said, smiling. "But that doesn't matter. Do you want a label?" Duke shook his head. "God no, it's easier without one." He sounded relieved.

"Good," I said, kissing his cheek.

"Good." He replied, happily.

“In a perfect world, you could fuck people without giving them a piece of your heart. And every glittering kiss and every touch of flesh is another shard of heart you’ll never see again.”

Cole

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I'm so sorry this is so shitty and pointless. I don't write smut (I only read it, aha!) so this is as close as I will get for now, and even then I don't think it's very good. I don't want to write sex scenes and stuff that are shitty for the sake of it, and I have no confidence that I would do it well. So, sorry! But do feel free to write your own and send it to me/ dedicate it to me, if anyone is even reading this, aha! Sorry for babbling, I'll shut up now.