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        I'm not sure when or how it all began. Was it the first time I saw him? My nervous eyes met his... oh lord. He knew how to hold eye contact. He knew to throw in a little half smile. He knew he was gorgeous. Was it his voice? Deep, soft yet strong at the same time. Like silk on my eardrums. Then there's his muscles. Can't ignore those. Granted, he's not ripped. Perfectly toned, you can see the muscles, but not overpoweringly muscled. I got to see those at his friend's pool party. That's when I really got to know him. Overall he's kind of a douchebag. I mean, he fronts a big attitude and an even larger ego, with some vanity on the side. But I really got to know him. He's secretly the whole package. Smart. Funny. Charming. And extremely sexy.

        Then there is the time he gave me a ride to work. We both work at the same restaurant, but I had gotten my car privileges revoked. He picked me up early, and we drove around for an hour or two. We talked about anything and everything. It was like I knew him forever. He usually throws in a compliment at work daily, but that day he was über flattering. We parked outside of work and just chatted for a while. I couldn't look away from his eyes. They are a perfect blend of blue and green. The topic drifted off in a more sexual direction eventually. Neither of us minded. He then abruptly cupped my face and kissed me. It was a little awkward since he is a bottom lip kisser, as am I, but it was amazing. I couldn't believe it; I was kissing a god. He grabbed my leg and ran his fingertips up to the edge of my skirt. I grabbed his shirt and lightly bit his lip. I was way past the point of horny. But I know him and I know his type. I broke away before things got a little too heated and got out of the car. I wanted him to want me as much as I wanted him. I wanted to play the tease as well.

        Two days later, and I cant stop thinking about him. The things he did to my neck, the way my body burned and longed for him. I want him. I feel like I need him. Before, I thought I had a crush on him. Now I'm not so sure. I think it might be lust.

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 15, 2014 ⏰

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