The 20 Year Old Virgin | Herophine

Chapter 21: Officially Unofficial

Hero

Jo and I walk hand in hand towards our rooms. If what we have is a typical relationship, this would have been the perfect moment for me to end our first date with a kiss goodnight before she goes into her own room and I retire to mine.

But that's not the case with us.

Ours isn't a relationship typical in any way whatsoever and as weird as it may sound to someone else looking in from the outside, I'd never change anything between Jo and I-well, I'd be over the moon if she finally agrees to be mine officially but I can't be greedy like that. I'll take whatever Jo is willing to give me.

We stand there, wide stupid grins all over our faces as we gaze into each other's eyes. It's pretty romantic if I do say so myself... until she pounces in on me. Her hands around my neck, her legs wrapped around my hips and her lips pressed against my own. I stumble a couple steps back from surprise but quickly gain back my footing, kissing her back with equal passion. With one hand holding her ass up, my other one fumbles with my key card and open my door. I kick the door closed and back her up against the wall, no longer bothering to make it to my bed. Infinitely grateful that she chose to wear a dress for our date, I move her panties to the side and slide a finger into her wetness, earning a soft moan from her which is drowned into my mouth as our tongues continue to play with each other.

"Pull your pants down baby, I need you inside me," she moans against my lips before dipping her head and latching her lips on to my neck.

I do as she says, freeing my extremely hard cock before I lower her down to my length, her heat and slickness heavenly engulfing me. "Christ... you feel so good, love," I groan, letting the pleasure take over.

"You're so deep this way..." she whimpers as I start to quicken my thrusts, feeling my release slowly creeping in at my spine. "That's it baby, fuck me..." she continues to mewl, her eyes fluttering close and her breath coming in short and shallow.

"Jesus Jo... you have the filthiest mouth..." I grunt as I continue to plough in and out of her, her hand running deliciously at the back of my neck and across my shoulders. I'm so close, I could feel my knees starting to weaken.

"You love it though. I know it turns you on, love." Her words unravel me and I cry my sweet release into her neck. A second or two after, Jo follows suit and I feel her tighten around me, writhing against me and her legs tensing around my hips. We stay that way for a good minute, panting and catching our breaths. "Is this still part of the proper date we were just on?" she asks teasingly using air quotes for the proper date part.

"No, definitely not," I chuckle, pecking the tip of her nose before letting her go to stand on her feet.

Jo

Hero and I lay silently on his bed, his hand running up and down my bare back. We should really be sleeping by now seeing as the time now reads one in the morning and Hero still has to be at hair and makeup by five for his fake tattoos but we're still basking in the aftermath of yet another one of our endless love-making-fucking, our endless fucking.

"You know there's just five days left in filming, right?" he says all of a sudden, his voice just above a whisper.

Oh, so we're having this talk right now, I see.

Ever since we made up after my birthday, lines have obviously been blurred between Hero and I. It all started with that date we had which was shortly followed by another innocent date at the park and still ending it with another mind-blowing fuck. We've been steadily going out and we aren't really shy about letting everyone see us; we aren't shy about the amount of touches and kisses we share here and there on and off set. We're pretty much a couple I guess... just not officially.