call us reckless(herophine+90210)

29: The Repeat

TRIGGER WARNING: SE*UAL A$$UALT
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Josephine

After further testing, we learned that Hero is infertile. He's unable to have kids of his own and for us to conceive, it would require me getting a sperm donor.

I do everything in my power to push the thoughts out of my head, and focus on the now. Focus on High School.

Hero and I sit on his bed, he's half naked, wearing only denim jeans. He's on his side, his legs pointed to the head of the bed, and I'm on my back, my legs pointing to the foot of the bed. We're doing homework, like usual.

To tease him, I move my knee toward his center and plant it there. He looks up to me with a cheeky smile, then slowly lies back and nods toward himself. Without saying a word, I shove away my math book and climb onto his lap. I drag my finger over his abs, tracing them, then bring my lips to his.

"Do you want me to?"

He pulls away and nods.

I move my body between his legs, and unbutton and unzip his jeans. He's wearing plaid boxers underneath. I hold him though the thin material and I feel his body react to my touch

"Fuck."
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My first time giving a handy was wild. That's all I can really say. I go back over to the Walsh house and get dressed for bed. I pull my hair into a bun and then grab one of Hero's t-shirts from my closet. Sometimes, he leaves a t-shirt here. I'll wear it to bed because it has his scent.

I turn on my fan, then climb under my covers. I toss and turn. The only thought circling through my head was Hero.

I close my eyes, then turn onto my side.
•••
When I wake up, I can barely move. My arms ache and my back feels as if it's been cracked millions of times.

I throw my legs out of bed and my feet his the floor. My phone vibrates with a text from Kelly:

KELLY:
Party tonight, are you going? My mom offered to watch Reid.

I read the text three times before it makes sense to my head. I don't know why, but my head also burns. It aches.

I text back:

JOSEPHINE:
You driving? And are Brenda and Donna coming?

I leave my phone on my bed and then get up. I grab an outfit from my closet, high waisted jeans and a mustard colors sweater.

I grab a towel from the hall closet, then go into the bathroom and lock the door behind me. As I strip down, I imagine Hero doing it for me. Something about it is hot. Erotic almost. I feel my skin burn as if it's caught fire. My entire body tenses and a shiver rolls down my back as I step into the shower. I grab the shower head off the mount and begin to rinse myself off with it, but then it touches down there. My skin tingles as it does. The shower is set up weird, there's one shower head, but the middle detaches, and the mount still pumps out water. I sit down and bring the shower head down. I hold it a few inches away from my tender skin.

My body trembles in delight and my hands shake. I release a pent up climax and I become paralyzed. The hot shower water pours down on my skin as I lie there in silence. I grab the shower head and hang it back up, then sit back down and bring my fingers down. The release is addictive. It's a feeling I love. A high I can't get enough of. My entire body tenses up. I think of Hero going down on me. It's a feeling I don't want to lose. A feeling I can't forget.

I release once more and I feel my body tear in two as I do. I let the hot water drench my skin once more. Lying here allows it to wash away what's left of the climax.

I get up slowly, then wash my hair. I run my fingers through it slowly, then rinse. I condition, then clean my body before rinsing the conditioner out.