The Slut and The Dork |✓

Chapter 17: The Fight

It's been a few days since Justin and I have told each other that we loved each other and I gotta tell you I am on cloud freaking nine. I didn't know I was fully capable of feeling all the feelings I have for the beautiful dork of a boy. But, something is also scaring me, we still haven't had sex. I know sex isn't everything but, I want to with him, I want to experience sex that is actually filled with love. And it isn't like we haven't been alone long enough, as the Sunday after our dinner for example. Justin was hanging out at my house and my parents conveniently left for a long dinner. My mom isn't stupid, she knew what she was doing when she dragged my dad out of the house. Justin and I were sitting on my bed in my room and I decided that I just needed to go for it so, I basically jumped on top of him and kissed him slowly. He instantly reacted, deepening the kiss and even letting his hands roam my body. But, the second I reached to take my shirt off he halted everything. I didn't make a big deal about it and just went back to talking to him.

Then on Monday, we went to my place again, my parents were still at work so we were completely alone. I made the decision that this time I would let him come on to me, I thought that maybe the other night I was too forward and he got freaked out. Again, nothing, he didn't even try to kiss me. I have never had this happen and I want to have amazing sex with him but, I don't know how to get him to want to have sex with me.

Fast forward to right now, Justin and I are sitting at Paul's having a nice dinner. The absolute most amazing this with this kid is that we never, ever, run out of things to talk about, I'm never bored with him. I'm just entirely sexually frustrated, which might contribute to what happens next.

"Why won't you have sex with me?" I blurt out, directly in the middle of our conversation about the show Stranger Things.

"What?" his voice is low and a pink blush is spreading on his cheeks.

"I dunno, we said we loved each other and I just assumed that now we would you know do it." God, I sound like a horny teenage boy.

"We haven't had time, Blythe," his voice clearly was telling me to drop it but, I couldn't.

"Do not fucking pull that line, we were making out on my bed on Sunday and you stopped it and then on Monday we were completely alone in my house and still nothing."

"Blythe, we will talk about this later," his voice stern but, pleading.

"No, Justin, we are talking about this now. You are making me feel like shit," I say my voice raising slightly.

"Have you ever considered how I feel?" he almost yells, before again quieting down again, "maybe I don't want to fuck you on your bed where you have fuck half the male population at our school. Maybe I can't stop thinking about the fact that less than two weeks ago you were whoring it around with who knows how many other people."

"And you were worried that I would be the one that would ruin this relationship," my voice low, tears settling into my vision, he tries to speak but, I cut him off, "I love you, Justin, I am truly and deeply in love with you. You are allowed to feel insecure about sex, I get it, I used to be a slut but, again the keywords are used to be and not I am. But, being insecure gives you absolutely no right to treat me like I am nothing to you. That is not the Justin I love." I stay seated looking at him but, he's just looking back at me with a confused look.

"Why aren't you leaving? Isn't this when most girls would storm out?"

"I can't run away from the first guy I have ever been in love with. I'm just hoping that hearing my words would make him come back to me," tears are not rolling down my cheeks, people in other booths are staring at us but, I couldn't leave this stupid boy.

"I'm such an idiot," he says, tears also sparkling in his eyes, "I let the taking at school get to me, all those people saying you could never be in a real relationship with someone. They don't see you as I do. I am so sorry."

"You don't have to apologize. And for the record, we will not be having sex for the first time in my room because I want our first time to be special. We always have the little beach cottage, it will be like a complete circle, our first kiss, and our first sex." He laughs at my statement, his cheeks again going red with slight embarrassment. We finish our meal at Paul's and hop into his car, feeling much more relieved now that we had a hard conversation that needed to be had. Justin drives us to my house where he parks his car and shuts off the engine. My house is dark, which only means my parents are fast asleep, preparing for the heavy caseload they are sure to have.

"Come inside, I want to do something," I whisper into the silence of the car. Justin giggles a little before whispering back okay and following me into my house and up to my room.

Once safely inside my room with the door shut and zero probability of my parents waking up, I pull Justin to me. I place small kisses in the crook of his neck where my head rest while hugging him. I lift my head up and meet his eyes, glowing with desire. He leans down ever so slightly and captures my mouth with his. Our kiss isn't hungry or full of need but, instead, he kissed me slow and passionately. I slowly walk us back until I know we are standing above my bed, Justin gets the hint and sits down on the edge and pulls me onto his lap. We continue making out, my ass planted right on his member that has grown slightly erect, causing me to smile against his lips.

I pull an inch away from him, "I know we said no sex in here but, I want to do something for you," as the word exit my lips, I slowly grind down on him.

"You are teasing me," he pants out his voice sounding deeper than normal.

I slide off of his lap and down to the floor, kneeling between his legs. I trail my hands from his knees all the way to his waist, my small fingers quickly undoing his jeans. Wasting no time at all Justin pulls his pants down, revealing his boxer, which easily shows off his now fully erect penis. My fingers again find their way up to his waist, untucking him from the fabric of his boxers. I had felt his erection against me before but, had trouble gauging the size of him and I am pleasantly surprised when I pull it out that he is fairly large. I look up at him as I take him into my hand, his face showing pure lust, I slowly lower my head to him and lick up the base, once reaching the head, sliding it against my lips.

"Fuck Blythe," he shutters out. I take his member into my mouth, slightly suck while slowly bobbing my head up and down. His moans of pleasure making me want to go faster and faster but, I want this moment to last. I take him out of my mouth and swirl my tongue around his tip, causing him to again moan my name.

"Blythe, you are driving me crazy," he says combing his fingers through my hair and gently pushing my head down, guiding me to take his entire length into my mouth. I have got to admit, him taking control like that really turned me on. I continue sucking him, using my hands to add pressure, letting my tongue brush against his tip. Within a few minutes, I hear him begin breathing harder and faster, his slight moans of pleasure turning into mumbles of 'fuck Blythe' and 'I'm close'. I continue my pass and within a few more moments he finishes in my mouth. I swallow his load, before wiping around my mouth and looking up at him. He pulls me up to him and plants a deep kiss on my lips, something many guys would dream to do after a girl had just sucked them off.

"You are fucking incredible," he says into my lips, causing me to laugh, "I love you."

"I love you too," I say before sheepishly adding, "Will you sleep over? I want to cuddle." He nods his head yes, before pulling off his shirt and jeans completely and jumping into my bed. I smile his actions as I quickly get dressed in some pajamas and snuggling up to his warm body.