We had a fun movie night and almost didn't hear Mr and Mrs Kerry coming home because we were laughing so hard. They said I could stay a bit longer but it was already late and I'm suppose to wake up at a decent time tomorrow to go out with Granny. So Harry is walking me to hers.
We stop by the gate and before he can say or do anything I grab him by the collar of his jacket and kiss him. I've be longing to do that for the whole freaking night!
He puts one hand on my hip, the other behind my neck and kisses me back. It's a bit more...I don't know, languorous? I mean, he's moving slower than he usually does but it's much much more intense.
He pulls me closer and I wrap my arms around his neck. His hand slides down to my butt and squeezes it. I cling even harder on him.
That's when I realise I want him. And that's new...I had crushes before, even tho' I never dated someone. And I had kinky dreams and stuff like that. I even fantasized about him! But never have I felt this way while being actually hold by that person... So when I feel that burning and twitching sensation in my lower belly I kind of freak out and push him away.
Harry gives me a puzzled look and I try to find an excuse.
-- Someone could see us, I whisper.
-- Does it matter?
-- I don't know...
Actually no, it doesn't matter. Granny probably already knows what's going on between us - I'm pretty sure she knew it before we did - and I couldn't care less about the neighbourhood spying on us. But I can't tell him I needed to stop before my panties caught fire, can I?
-- Maybe we should go inside then, he says using that new low sexy voice of him.
He puts his hands on my waist and stare at me with a rather intense gaze. I feel myself blushing and it's like a blazing fire in my chest. I bite my lip but can't seem to look away. I want him.
He leans over again to kiss me and I am literally craving for his lips. I run my hand in his shaggy hair and he deepens the kiss. And the twitching feeling is overwhelming me again but I just can't get enough. I mean, I've been waiting for this for a year. A whole freaking year!
-- I thought we were trying to be discrete, he mutters as he pulls back a little.
-- Zip it and kiss me, I say getting him against me again.
If this is what making out is, I don't think I ever want to stop doing this. It seems my skin is getting more sensitive the more he touches me. My body is trying to melt with his as he hugs me tighter. I feel so hot and...
-- Fuck, Kitty, he pants after shifting away.
I never saw him looking like that. There something in his eyes that I can't read, but it's so intense it makes me swallow hard.
I remove my arms from his neck as he takes a step back. He keeps his hands on me tho'. My body is screaming for more and I must look ridiculously desperate to him. But for the first time im my life, I feel loved and wanted...And it feels so good!

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COUNTRY GIRL - The 7th summer
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