Age is Just a Number!

Age is Just a Number-Chapter 7

Okay! So here we are...chapter seven! Not much has happened so far and I'm sorry if it's been boring. This is where you come in. I need to know what should happen between Carli and Sean. Do they date, do they have an affair, does she lose her virginity to him, does she get pregnant, does she meet someone else? I want to know what you guys think! Haaha, okay well here is the next chapter guys. 

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The last couple of days have been a bliss. Since Sunday, the day I shared that heated series of kisses with Sean, things had not changed much but there was something different about the atmosphere. There was safe flirtiness, kissing, and touching now. We were not afraid to show affection towards eachother anymore, but of course only we could only express our affection in the comfort of my safe haven: the house I lived in. It bothered me whenever I thought of that though. The fact that this "relationship" could never go anywhere outside my house infuriated me, and I was afraid that once my two weeks were up, so would be the feeling Sean and I were currently sharing. 

I can't count the times I sat at my kitchen table in the mornings in my shamrock pajamas, sipping  lemon tea, thinking about this once Sean had left for work. I would just sit and ponder this disturbing, heart-renching thought, and sometimes just want to cry about how dissapointing this situation could turn out. I also thought about how it felt to be the "other woman". That part disturbed me the most, I didn't like thinking about Jill. She really wasn't so bad when I really sat and thought about her, and I hated thinking about how she would feel when she ever found out about Sean...and I. I hate feeling like a bad person.

Hmphhh, well I can't waste time looking on the gloomy part of this situation. I had Sean, maybe for only two weeks but I had him. I smiled, overly satisfied at that thought and realization. I had to make the best of what I had. 

A lightbulb then struck my brain...'ll make him dinner tonight. If I recalled the conversation we had a few days earlier he had told me that he was french, I found that very hard to believe because he had such dark features. Although he did say he loved Italian food...It's final then, I should make him Italian.

Oh goodness, god please get me through not burning this house down. 

•••••••Hours Later•••••••• 

I opened the oven, and marveled at the lasagna that had taken me three hours to make from scratch. The scent filled the kitchen along with the other smells of freshly baked garlic bread and garden salads. I couldn't believe that I made my first meal, and having it be successfully cooked, and not totally disgusting looking. I then examined myself. Oh, I was a hot mess. I had flour all over my face, and my "Kiss the Cook" apron. I then glanced at the clock that was on the oven and it read 6:15. Crap! Sean would be home in twenty to thirty minutes. I had to get ready.

A hot shower, hair dryer, and case full of makeup I felt ready. I slipped my body into a lacy black dress that I borrowed from my mom's closet. She always so fashionable. I put on some stilletos that made me look a foot taller, and lengthed my bronzed, tan legs.

I looked at myself in my full lenth mirror attached to my mother's closet door, and even had to gasp at the reflection. I looked, for lack of better words, hot. I just hoped Sean would think so too. And with that, I heard the front door downstairs open and I rushed down to greet my hearthrob.

Once, I reached the step of the stairs, Sean was already there waiting for me. I saw him, and threw my body towards him forcefully and pulled him in for a big bear hug. He hugged me back his built arms gripping my waists softly. He nestled his head in my neck. It was amazing how comfortable we were with eachother.

We pulled away a few seconds later, and he sighed.

My own voice broke his sigh, "I made you something!"

His eyes gleamed, and he widened them a smirk following, "Oh really, babe? Just what might that be?"

I gave a coy smile, and my hand intertwined his, and I lead him into the kitchen dining room.

He gasped when he saw the table full of delicous food.

"Oh, hun! It looks absoulutely great!"

I smiled, taking note of the cute pet names he had recently begun to call me.

"Yeah, well I thought I should just do something nice, and there is an extra surprise later!"

"Can't wait!" He exclaimed his manly voice stated

"Mkay, well go ahead! Let's dig in, Sean!"

And with that, we sat at the table and filled oursleves with italian food, until we couldn't even think about food anymore.

____________After Dinner________________________________

"So, that was about the best Italian food I have ever had..." Sean began to say.

"Ha, you have to say that, because I made it."

"Nu uh, really I mean, I never knew such a little girl like you could cook such a good, big, hearty meal."

I groaned," I am so not little!"

Sean smirked, "Oh yes, little Carli, you are."

I frowned, not finding his joke whatsoever funny. "I am not!'

Sean seemed to find my behavior hilarious and continued. "Awwhe, well Carli, prove to big ol' Sean that you arn't such a little girl."

A challenge? Never in my life had I lost a challenge, nor backed down.

"Prove it? Well, alrighty then."

I then thrusted myself on him, and pounded my lips to his. I was acting forcefully, not like I normally would, and Sean seemed shock. I bit on his lip, and he grunted in response, but in what I guessed was pleasure.

"Last time I checked, little girls didn't do this." I mumbled to him in between the powerful kiss.

He grunted in response, grabbing my waist, and putting my legs around his waist. (I forgot to mention they had moved from the room to the couch in the game room, and or living room.)

I smiled through the kiss, and bit his lip again. I moved my fingers through his hair, tugging hard, making him groan. I moved my other hand towards his chest and pressed my nails into his toned abs. I gasped when he squeezed my bottom in response, and this time he was the one to smile into the kiss. Things were getting heated. Sean broke the makeout session, and then trailed kisses down my neck and then licked my jaw line, and I let out an accidental moan. This turned him on, and he then turned me over, and layed me flat on the couch, him weighing over me. 

He continued to trail kissed down my body, even though it was covered in lacy black material my dress was made out of.

He made it all the way down to my stomach and paused. I pulled his face up with my hands, and pulled him in for a kiss.

"Sean, I'm not a little girl."

"Carli, I know, but I don't know if you're ready."

"Sean, I know when I'm ready, and I say I'm ready, and I told you that I had another surprise."

I then pulled him in for another kiss, and lifted my body off the couch. I grabbed his hand and started to lead him upstairs to my bedroom.

Tonight, whether people thought it was too soon or not, Sean and I are going to be complete as a whole. I just hope he likes the lingere I picked out for the occasion. ;)

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Okay, so what do you think? Going to fast? Want me to tone it down a little? Suggestions? Comments? Votes? Anything? Let me know! (: