His Girl

Closer

"Whose dress is in the closet?" I asked as we lay side by side.

"Oh, um, Loke pays me real good so I got that incase you wanted a new dress for all the dances I can't take you to."

"That's for me?" I asked again, he nodded. "I want to wear it and not go to a dance together."

I turned to face him, resting my forehead on his arm. I could smell him, I wanted him to kiss me.

"What are you doing? he asked in a whisper. I moaned in response, my hand running up his arm. "Yeah?"

"Yeah."

He wrapped his arms around me. I held on tightly. Our lips touched, I was shaking. His hand traveled up my side. I lifted my night shirt, he stopped and looked at me.

"You don't want me to stop?"

"Breaker," I moaned in his ear.

"You know I like the way that sounds," he smiled. I said it repeatedly as we were grinding together, kissing all over.

The shirt was pushed up to my chin, exposing me to him. He kissed me all the way down until he bit the waistband of my panties. My hips raised. He was on top of me, undressing me.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

"Yes."

"Is this how you want it?"

"I don't care about anything else, just that it's you."

"You know I love you," his voice was intense and close to me.

"I love you too."

"I'll stop if it hurts." He was close to me, bracing on his elbows, his hands wrapped over the top of my head.

I held him tightly, burying my face in his shoulder.

After, we lay quietly, my head buried in his chest. Both of his arms tightly around me. I listened to his heartbeat and breathing.

***

The morning went as he'd said it would. I didn't see the subject material, but he told me when it was time to go.

We left in his truck, Jake went his own way. I hoped to never see the rest of them again.

"Hungry?" he asked.

We got donuts and took them home. Mom had gone to work. She left a note on the counter. I couldn't read it, I was too scared.

"It just says next time leave her the number where you're staying. And that there's chicken in the fridge. There's even a smiley face."

"Really?" I grabbed it to verify. I was smiling beyond belief.

"That's a relief, huh?"

I hung onto him, he fed me bites of a maple twist bar, licking the sweet taste from my lips.

"You know what would be great? A shower and a little more sleep."

"Okay," I said. The feelings were overwhelming . We rested on my bed, I was glued to him. He held me, we dozed off to sleep until late afternoon.

"Chanel," his voice was soft to awaken me.

"Hmm?" I smiled and stretched, burrowing deeper into his arms.

"I have to go, your mom will be home soon."

"Where will you go?"