Rebel

Chapter 10: Check Yes Juliet

Danny and I spent days cooped up in his apartment. I hadn't realized that nearly two weeks had passed. Time definitely flew by when you were having fun. We had fun nonstop, whether it was playing old TV games like Pac-Man, to having a water fight in the kitchen when he caught me washing dishes one morning, to lying next to each other to talk all night until the sun came up. He let me know that the possibilities were endless with him. On top of that, all of my friends were wondering if I was still alive or not. I received text after text, but Danny tried his best to occupy my time so much that I didn't get a chance to respond to them.

C: Where are you? We leave in three days.

Me: I'm with Danny. He's gonna come with us. Have you talked to Mom and Dad?

She responded quicker than I expected.

C: Of course. They were the ones who told me to find you. Seven o'clock sharp on Friday. If you're not there they said they're leaving your ass.

I rolled my eyes. They wouldn't dare.

Me: Alright, alright. I've got things covered. I have to swing by there tonight for some more clothes I guess.

Over the last few days, I had picked up every piece of clothing that I had at Jamie's just so I could avoid going home.

"Great," I said to myself. Danny walked through the bedroom door and dove on the bed. I was waiting for him to land beside me, but instead, he wrapped his arms around my waist and rested his head on my butt. "To be so skinny, you have the roundest little ass I've ever seen," he said, taking his palm and lightly squeezing each cheek. "Oh Lord. Guys are so weird," I said, a little embarrassed. "Well Lord forgive me. If loving booty is wrong, I don't wanna be right." I wiggled my hips to try and pry myself out of his arms, but this only resulted in him laying directly on top of me with the lump in his pants pressed between my cheeks. "See? Do you realize how painful this would be if you had nothing but bone back here?" I laughed uncontrollably. That was something that I had never heard before. The main reason why I was so small was because I never ate when I drank. I never got the dreaded cravings for sweets like people say you do whenever you're a heavy drinker. My hips were pretty wide for someone who was built so tiny. I bet if I did gain a little weight, my hips and ass would really be show stopping.

Danny was quietly running his fingers through my hair while we were still stuck in this awkward position. "And I love your hair," he said. I could feel him winding it around his hand and suddenly, my head was being pulled back gently but with a slight and sexy tug. "When do I get to pull on it," he said, pressing his lips against my neck. "You're pulling it now!" I yelled, laughing out loud.

He released my hair and started laughing, but he wouldn't budge to take his weight off of me. "Are you going to let me get up? I have to go home to pack," I said to him, still struggling to free the lower half of my body.

"Always asking questions. Just relax and let me do my job," he said, stroking his fingers up and down my spine. My body shivered and I was anxiously waiting to figure out what he was trying to do. His large hands rubbed my back, releasing any tension that was still stuck between the tissues. "Your problem is that you never know when to relax. But don't worry, baby, I'll help you," he said slowly, moving my shorts to the side.

The feeling of his manhood sliding into my wet entrance caused me to let out a long and satisfying moan. I had never been in this type of position. Feeling so vulnerable and completely incapacitated from the waist down was enough to drive you crazy. "Why are you doing this to me?" I asked between strokes. "Because you like it for one. And two, you always try to run from me," he panted.