I just wanna say thanks to everyone who has read so far and I wanna apologize for being inactive but I'm back so if there are any requests just lemme know!!! Anyways, it's time for some sexual tension....
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After our little incident in the band room, Jake and I never stopped texting one another. Even in class. I was lying on my bed with Jack Johnson playing in the background when my phone rang. I answered with a question, "Hello?" "Hey Y/n, it's Jake, are you free tonight?" I could feel the heat radiating off of my cheeks, "Uh, yeah I think so, why?" "Well my parents are out of town and I'm having a little party at my house and I would love it if you could come." A thousand thoughts filled my head, and after a few seconds I came up with an answer, "Sure, send me the info and I'll be on my way!" my voice was unusually optimistic, "Uh yeah sure... see you soon." With that, I ended the call and proceeded to take a shower.
I could feel the warm water against my skin and imagined he was there running his fingers up and down my body. He would be gentle. Until finally his hands would stop at my neck, pulling me closer to him. His fingers would run across my lips until his thumb that was rough with calluses found its way to the middle of my bottom lip. His big brown eyes gazed upon my exposed skin. And then... the violent knock on the bathroom door woke me from my trance.
"Y/n what the hell are you doing in there?!? It's been 25 minutes, your wasting water" my mom said as harshly as ever. I paid her little attention and tried my hardest to remember my daydream. Alas, I had no luck. Now all I could see was my mother, which was a total turnoff, so I quickly got out and finished getting ready. I settled on wearing a white cropped sweater with some high waisted jeans and wrapped myself in a large gray sweater. I've never been that talented with makeup so I kept it pretty simple, just some light concealer and a touch of mascara. Finally, I grabbed my keys and headed out. The address Jake had sent me was about thirty minutes away from my house but I didn't want to be the first one to get there considering it was only 8:30 so I made my way over to a local coffee shop and picked up an iced tea. Because the stupid barista made the drink wrong I ended up wasting a good 20 minutes which would put there at about 9.
On the ride over to Jake's, I kept thinking back to when I was a child and dreamed about going to a party and having a boyfriend. Hopefully, if everything goes well I'll have crossed those things off of my bucket list. In an attempt to try and avert my attention towards something else I decided to put on the radio. Nothing sounded that good so I settled for a station that played Blondie.
I arrived at 9:05. It was super hard to find parking because half of the neighborhood was filled with high schoolers' cars. But luckily there was one spot left open. I parked, got out, and made my way to the front door. Before I could open it, a dark-haired woman stumbled out the door and proceeded to hurl directly on my sweater creating a green stain on the front of it.
Jake rushed out of the house, "oh geez y/n are you ok?" he said concerned, "Yeah I'm fine, I just smell like beer that's all" we both chuckled lightly. "Here I'll let you borrow one of my shirts" he led me into the house, up the stairs, and past a few doors until we reached the last door in the hall. We walked in and immediately you could tell that it was his room. The walls were decorated with a multitude of posters. Dirty clothes covered his floors. In one corner was two Gibson guitars with a music stand holding papers and pencils, and in the other corner was a blue bean-bag chair that also had clothes on it. His bed was in the middle of the back wall, and because it was a queen it took up most of the room. Across from the bed was a dark wooden desk with papers, notebooks, and other school supplies scattered on it.
After rummaging through his closet Jake pulled out a large Led Zepplin t-shirt and handed it to me. "Sorry about your sweater" "It's not your fault, thanks for the shirt by the way" I looked around his room once more and asked, "Could you turn around please?" "Yeah of course" he turned and faced the opposite wall. I slipped the gross sweater off, threw it on the ground, and pulled the shirt over my head. "Thanks for coming, I'm really glad you made it" Jake's voice startled me a bit considering things were so quiet before, "No problem, I didn't have anything else to do anyway" both of us were looking at the ground at this moment. Although we both knew how each other felt there was still a bit of uncertainty between us. I wanted to say something but my mouth became dry and the words wouldn't come out. "Do you wanna go downstairs?" Jake's voice cracked through the silence."I'm okay here" I looked up and wondered if what I had said was rude, "but if you want to then we can" "Nah it's cool, I'm gonna go grab a drink though" he walked out of the room and closed the door.
As he left I sat on his bed and did my best to shake the nerves. My hands ran across his comforter, time ticked and ticked and all I could think about was sliding my hand up his shirt, pulling his body closer to mine. His breath would warm my neck and I would continue running my hands around where ever I could. The door knob shook and I could hear Jake begin to enter. I could tell my face was flush, I clenched onto his comforter and hoped he wasn't able to see how pink I was.
"Uh hey y/n" Jakes voice shook as he walked over to hand me a can of some kind of cheap liquor store alcohol-which I was definitely glad to have.
"Thanks" I laughed a little, "This better not be the same stuff that girl regurgitated onto my shirt... otherwise you might never get this shirt back" Jake erupted with giggles he grabbed the can from my hands "maybe we shouldn't drink then" he gripped onto my hands, "happen to rly like how my shirt looks on you... I'd like to see you in it again"
One of his hands placed the can onto a nightstand while the other was on the back of my neck pulling me closer towards his face. I could feel the heat rise and rise. I shut my eyes and moved my lips to his and settled into his arms. We kissed deeply for what felt like a long time, my hands caresses his face and softly played with his hair while his were forcing me even closer into his chest. Jakes tongue forced it's way into my mouth and moved it's way around every crevice inside it. He stopped for a moment and released his grip on me. Jake glanced into my eyes, stayed for a moment, and got back to work kissing the rest of my face and then moving down to remove the clothing that blocked him access to my body.
He pulled my shirt over my head exposing my bra. "Is this ok? I'll stop right now if you want." At this point his body was farther away from mine and dying at the loss of contact. "Jake please just fuck me" he smirked and threw his shirt off. His fingers were quick to unclip my bra exposing my nipples to the air. His tongue quickly attached to my breasts and began working their way around my chest. Jake payed attention to what I liked and didn't like, he played around seeing what made me moan and what didn't and then began focusing on those sweet spots.
I was so so close. My moaning was getting louder and louder, Jake moved his face away from my chest, kissed my lips, and used a hand to cover my mouth. In a hushed voice he explained "Now, I'm going to eat you out... try to stay quiet I don't want everyone else to enjoy the sounds you're making." His voice rang through my mind as I nodded a simple yes to assure him of my approval. Jakes rough hand remained covering my lips as he dove down and removed the rest of my clothing. He took my pants off in a quick second and began playing with me through my underwear. His index finger on his right hand teased me through the thin fabric while his left covered the loud moans that dared to escape. His eyes gloomed over me watching as I was quickly unraveling under his touch.
In a swift move Jake removed what was left of my clothing. He moved lower and lower. I could feel his tongue enter me, moving it's way around embracing every crevice of me. I couldn't do anything but moan into his fingers. His tongue moved in and out of my vagina. Jakes eyes never looked away from mine. He removed his tongue and began to speak "good girl y/n, you taste so good." Jake began his work once more. His tongue move faster and faster until I was finally screaming. "Jake slo- slower. Im gonna cum." He removed his tongue and pushed two long fingers inside of me. Moving the in and out and in and out. I continued moaning louder and louder until he moved his tongue once again caressing my clit. He sucked and played with it until the knots in my stomach had finally unraveled. "I love you Jake." As soon as the words left my mouth he aggressively started kissing me. His tongue glided around my mouth, his hands pulled me in closer, and he spoke once more. "Taste yourself y/n... I want you to know how fucking good you taste." I moaned just from his words and continued to kiss him. I used my hands to put his hair behind his ear. He pulled away. "Y/n" Jake paused. "I have to be inside you."
