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THALIA
he raised his hand to my cheek and caressed it very gently.we both moved in and attached our lips allowing them to mould together. timothée moved his hand down to my neck before it slithered down to my hip.
next thing i knew, his hand was on my thigh and his lips had moved down to my neck. i groaned softly and ran my fingers through his dark brown curls.
he pulled my legs over so i was straddling him, hands on my thighs as he slowly guided my hips against his.
his soft lips pulled away for a moment as he stared into my eyes. i moved my hands down and cupped his cheek. "we should head back" i whispered as i softly left a soft peck on his swollen lips. he nodded though held me down on his lap. "god, this is going to be a good 2 weeks."
july 16th 6:46am
"thalia." "thali, baby." "thalia." i heard someone groaning.
i slowly opened my eyes to see a face very very close to mines. my eyes widened and i quickly sat up. in my sight - a very sleepy timothée.
he was dressed in grey shorts and a navy jumper. his hair was a mess, but his breath smelled lovely.
"you have 15 minutes." he messed up my hair before he exited the room.
i slowly and carefully got out of bed. sleepily, i changed into a pair of cycling shorts and an oversized jaws shirt. i grabbed my makeup bag along with a pair of mom shorts and shoved them in a bag. then, i headed downstairs to meet everyone barr my mother.
once she arrived we headed out to the cars.
"okay, we're taking two cars. girls in one, boys in the other?" timothée's father asked. the adults agreed and so off we went.
i sat in the bag whilst my mother and timothée's mother spoke about everything and anything.
"so thalia, have you scoped out any french boys?" nicole asked me eagerly as she looked at me through the mirror. i chuckled, "not really." "you should go with timothée down to the lake. you'll meet a lot of teenagers there." i nodded, "maybe."
after the car ride, which wasn't too long. we arrived.
both cars parked in the same lot so we didn't have to walk far to get the guys. i had done my makeup in the car.
"breakfast?" timothée groaned yet again. "sounds good." our fathers spoke at the same time which made us all chuckle.
the parents started walking down the road as timothée jogged to meet me.
"hey." i squinted as i looked up at him and smiled, his fingers carefully intertwining with mine, so not to get caught. "hey." he looked out at the ocean as we walked along, "isn't it beautiful?" i nodded, "extremely."
we sat at breakfast. a small beach bar that sold pancakes. which of course both timmy and i ordered.
i sat next to him at one side of the table. my father on my right.
i zoned out for a while until i felt a cold sensation on my left thigh. i looked down to see a familiar hand set on it.
my mother spoke about some book she had been reading and i tried to focus on her words.
however, timothée's hand wasn't having it. he slowly moved it up, stopping just at my pantie line. i shot daggers at the boy but he didn't flinch. a small smirk spread along his pink lips as he continued looking at my mother.
his hand moved back down my thigh slowly as he grasped it, making me flinch and play it off by pretending i had seen a wasp.
"it's too early for this" i whispered in his ear, causing him to shake his head. "never too early" he delivered back to me, his pinky carefully moving under the fabric of my shorts and back up, this time going under my panties.
it slid up my sensitive area a few times, teasing my bud as we waited for our food. his eyes were on me, it was easy to tell. his pinky swiftly moved into me, the boy grinning away at himself and the affect he currently had on me.
"and 2 pancake stacks?" the very american waitress came over to the table.
timothée instantly moved his hand and rubbed them together, licking his lips as he looked down at the plate. "enjoy your meal" she smiled at us, i smiled back and timothée dug in.
after our fathers argued over the bills and our mothers decided they'd split it, we headed over to the art museum.
the museum was very traditional with lovely paintings from many moons ago. timothée and i decided to go off on our own since our parents were too slow.
suddenly, i stopped in my tracks. timothée's sneakers soon squeaked the floor as he realised i had stopped. mesmerised. "wow." "yeah wow." "he really was amazing." i stated - referring to marc chagall as we stared at one of his paintings. "he sure was" timothée exclaimed as he stood next to me, mouth becoming agape as the two of us analysed the painting.
soon after, we wandered again, hand in hand this time.
i thought about what he said last night. it's crazy how things change so quick, i guess staying with each other urges it to go forward - us to move forward.
it took us over an hour to go round and admire chagall's paintings.
our parents were still going round so timmy and i sat on the steps outside.
we spoke about anything that came to mind.
"what do you want to be when you're older?" he asked. "i want to be a film director" i told him as he lay, leaning between my legs. he had sat one step down to get comfortable. i played with his hair,
"what would you like to be?" "an actor really. if it doesn't work out then i want to study cultural anthropology and move into that field." "i'm sure it'll work out." he looked back up at me, "i hope so."
3:54pm
we ended up at the beach. our parents had skipped off to some beach bar so timothée and i sunbathed.
my head lay back on his chest as i sat between his legs. his long fingers massaged my head.
"were you a virgin?" he asked out the blue, playing with the string of his shorts. "no, were you?" "no." i looked back up at him and stuck out my tongue.
he grabbed my face and kissed me harshly, my tongue moving straight into his mouth before i turned to face him, making it easier for us. i gave it a moment then pulled away from him. "kinky." he winked, "only with you."
