Have We Met? (Remington Leith)

Thinking of Him

Damn, I'm updating like crazy this weekend. Hope you guys are enjoying it.

I sat on my bed, my cheeks flushed from the embarrassing things Rem and Nati brought up from my diary. Not only did they bring that up, but Rem just had to start flirting.

Rem was currently in the shower, in the bathroom that was conjoined to my bedroom. Hopefully he locked the other two doors. Everyone else was either asleep, or just chilling out in their rooms.

I sighed as I stared at the ceiling of my old room. I have such a need for him currently and all I can think about is him. Why do you do this to me brain?

Warning, gets a little sexual here. With herself... then Rem

I shut my eyes as memories flooded into my mind of the first time we had sex and I internally moaned. Soon the second time started playing through my head, the way he made me feel was just so....ugh.

I let my hands travel up and down my sides, squeezing my breasts every now and then. My memory reminded me of the feeling of his lips on my body. I bit my lip softly and let one hand slide down my stomach and slip into my soft, blue, pajama pants. I rubbed myself through the thin, lacy, fabric with the thought of all the shirtless pics he sent me that one day.

I moaned softly from the pressure I put on my clit while rubing it in circular motions, the wetness growing as I did.

Growing tired of having the fabric in my way I pushed my pants and and panties off before slipping a finger into myself. I bit my lip hard while moving my finger in and out of me. My breathing had sped up quite a bit from the start, and my moans were harder to hold in.

I felt a hand on my stomach and I opened my eyes in surprise, pulling my finger out of myself. I was releived to see it was just Remington though.

He was biting his lip, trying to hide a smirk. His dark hair was messy and wet and his eyes were filled with lust. "Who were you thinking about," he asked, crawling onto the bed.

I felt my voice get stuck in my throat, making me unable to answer.

He raised an eyebrow at me, sliding his hand up my shirt. His hand carressed my cheek, his arm resting between my boobs. "Do I get an answer?"

I gulped before whispering, "you."

He smirked, pulling his arm out of my shirt. "You have to be very quiet," he said and I nodded.

He slid his hand down my stomach and started to rub my clit in circular motions. He smiled before leaning down and kissing me.

As much as I was enjoying his touch I couldn't help but to feel a bit of guilt, knowing that he had just broken up with his now ex. I wrapped my finger in his hair and kissed him back harder, trying to push the small amount of guilt away.

He pushed one of his fingers into me and thrusted it in and out. He pulled his finger out of me after a minute and pulled away from the kiss. "Why do you do this to me," he whispered, runing his hand over my stomach.

His voice echoed in my head and I savored his touch, pushing the small amount of guilt away. I opened my eyes to watch his roam my body. They finally met my eyes and he smirked, biting his lip a bit. God damn, I wish I could just tell him how I really feel, but now I got my mom threatening me and I can't get kicked out now because of my sister.

Okay, so the sexy stuff is practically over now

I sat up and stood on my knees, just like he was doing. I placed my hand on his cheek and admired his eyes. "What am I doing to you," I whispered and he sighed.

"You confuse me," he said. "You call me your friend then you turn around and do stuff like this."

I smirked, chuckling a bit, "you know what you signed up for when you said yes to best friends with benefits."

"But it doesn't feel like that, the way you kiss me, the way you make me feel, the way I make you feel," he said, looking at me seriously.

"Don't worry about that for now, we'll talk about it later," I said, placing a kiss on the side of his mouth. I then crawled off the bed and put my panties and pants back on.

I walked out of the room to see all the lights off. I heard slight snoring coming from my aunt's room and loud snoring coming from my mom's, letting me know they were asleep. I poked my head in Allison's room to see she was asleep as well, before I walked into Natalie's room.

Natalie was sitting on the floor against the wall, hugging her knees. She was shaking like crazy and chewing on her lip.

"Did you take the tests," I questioned and she nodded.

"I'm just waiting for the results," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

I closed her bedroom door behind me and walked over to sit next to her. I wrapped an arm over her shoulder and she layed her head on my chest.

"Ronnie," she whispered questioningly.

"Yeah," I answered, staring at at the dresser on the opposite side of the room.

"What's going to happen if I am pregnant," she questioned on the brink of tears.

"I don't know, Nati," I answered truthfully. "I don't know."