Kierra Rogers is a shy, smart student who stays out of the spotlight. She also has a secret and a past that still effects her.
Jordan Williams is the school's bad boy. He has 2 bestfriends and a secret no one knows and he also has a past. He doesn't...
Today is finally Friday. Every night Jordan has been in my bed with me. My parents knew but they didn't comment on it.
Every night we've gotten a little more touchy touchy. Last night was the first night that we actually did something.
Fashback:
One more day and then it's the weekend. Me and Jordan just got to his house, from school.
His mom was still at work and Jess and Jr were no where to be seen.
Jordan grabs a tube of ice cream out the freezer with two spoons, and leads me to his room.
I take my shoes off and jump into his bed. Today my outfit is more comfortable so I didn't bother changing.
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Jordan stares at me and I frown. "Why are you staring at me?" He licks his lips and shakes his head. He hands me the ice cream and spoons, and takes his shoes and shirt off.
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I stare at him for a minute before snapping out if it. He climbs on the bed and pulls me close to him, wrapping his arm around me.
I pull the cover on us and open the ice cream. Giving him his spoon, we dig into the ice cream.
"What movie do you want to watch?" Even while he asks, he stares at the spoon as it goes in my mouth. I suck the spoon to get all of the ice cream off of it. He groans. "Baby you're killing me."
He grabs the spoon out my mouth and replaces it with his lips. This kiss is different. It's more hungry and passionate. I wrap my arms around his neck and his hand drifts up my shirt.
He rubs my stomach and brings his hand up and squeezes my breast, making me gasp. He moves his tongue in my mouth and explores every inch.
My phone ringing brought me back to reality. I try to pull away but he tightens his hold on me. "Jordan." I whisper, and he groans. "Yea baby?"
"My phone." "Princess, fuck your phone." I smile and he does the same, kissing me softly.
He reaches into my back pocket, basically groping and squeezing my butt, and gets my phone. I look at the caller ID and see it's my mom.
