Never giving up on you - Completed.

33.

Austin

Stanford

October 2010

I hadn't planned on spending an entire weekend at Caity's; I was only supposed to hang out with her on Friday night. But being around her made me feel good, so I stayed the night. And another. It was Sunday today, and we hadn't been out of the house for two whole days. The only other person both of us had seen was each other but I didn't mind. Neither did she.

I had lost track of how many times we had been intimate this weekend; it was like we just couldn't keep our hands off each other. She was driving me insane on the inside and I liked it. I had never been this crazy about a girl, nor had I ever been this doubtful about her at the same time. Because although I loved hanging out and doing things with Caity, especially doing her, I was also afraid of the feeling she gave me. But I ignored that for now, because I was enjoying myself and she was obviously too. We had no worries whatsoever, we had lost track of time and the only thing that existed right now was just us on the couch in her tiny apartment.

'Do you wanna order Chinese tonight?,' she breathed in my ear while I was kissing her jawline.

'Again?,' I asked with a little laugh. I leaned on my elbows and looked down on her. She bit her lip.

'I love Chinese,' she said. I played with her hair a little and rolled my eyes.

'I know. But we had leftover Chinese from Friday night last night.' Caity pouted and I pressed a kiss on her lips, which made her smile. I kissed her again and let one of my hands roam over her skin under her shirt. We hadn't even bothered to get dressed today; Caity was still in my shirt and her pyjama shorts, and I was only wearing my sweatpants.

Her smile vanished when my hand found the curve of her breast and softly stroke it. She sighed a little when I let my thumb run over her nipple and my grip on her tightened when she suddenly deepened our kiss. It surprised me that we both still seemed to have enough energy and lust to go for another round of making out and have sex and it didn't take us long before I had taken Caity's shirt off and she pulled my sweatpants down.

'What about we eat pizza tonight?,' she muttered.

'Stop talking about eating,' I told her, kissing her neck.

'But I love eating.'

'And I love eating you, now sush,' I said as I went down on her. Her fingers entangled in my hair as soon as I reached her soft spot and she let out a small moan. I smiled and went on, driving her crazy until she suddenly pulled away from me and pushed herself up on her arms a little.

'What's wro-,' I started before she put her hand over my mouth and looked over the back of the couch at the front door. I heard the twisting of the lock and Caity's eyes went wide.

'Shit,' she muttered.

'Caity? Darling?,' someone asked while the front door opened. 'Where are you?' Caity sank down into the couch, pulling her panties back up.

'Hi mom,' she let out, shaking her head. I stared at her with wide eyes and put both my hands over my mouth to keep from laughing. Caity sat up and pressed my shirt against her chest while facing her mother. 'Why are you here?' The front door closed and someone walked up to the couch.

'I haven't heard from you in days, honey. Are you o- Oh my God!,' her mother let out. 'What is this?!'

'Ehm...' Caity stared from her mother to me and back, obviously just as shocked as her mother seemed to be.