*Two week Christmas Break * I woke up on the couch, and looked around and smiled when I realized I was back in the comfort of my own home. Wonderful smells were coming from the kitchen. I went to my room and unpacked all my stuff and brushed my teeth. I pulled out a pink jumper and underclothes to get ready for a shower. After a quick shower, I headed directly to the kitchen.
"Good morning," my parents greeted me when I walked into the kitchen. My mom had made my favorite chocolate chip pancakes with bacon on the side. For an extra sweet for breakfast, there was egg nog. I piled my plate with several pieces of bacon and five pancakes. Drowning my pancakes in syrup, I closed my eyes and slowly chewed the pancakes in order to savor the taste. Breakfast was amazing and I helped my mom with the dishes.
My dad went into the living room and my mom and I followed and took a seat on the sofa. "So do you two want to have a marshmallow roast? " My dad asked cheerily. "I have too many clothes to wash, sorry honey," My mom told him. "I was planning on spending time with Josh," I said quickly.
My dad dropped his head into his hands, and stayed like that for awhile. "Dad, Josh is planning on meeting you soon, he just has other priorities to engage in at the moment," I explained. "Ok, he nodded in understanding. "As long as he makes you happy we're happy," my mom flashed me a smile.
Walking to my room, I decided to put my hair in a bun. Rubbing some gel on my curl edges, I smiled at my appearance in the mirror. Josh said tonight is gonna be special, I sure hope it is. Fifteen minute later, I walked into the living room to let my parents know I'm leaving. "Have a good time," my mom said. "My little girl is growing up," my father added. Hugging both my parents, I headed out the door.
The air was chilly, causing me to put a pep in my step. Power walking, I moved my arms back in forth. People may have thought I was crazy, since I almost tripped over my own feet. The air was so cold, I could see my warm breath every time I exhale. Walking up to Camella and Josh's driveway, I knock repeatedly. Josh opened the door and looked at me like I was a maniac.
"Come in," he smiled. "Your nose is cold and red," he observed. Rubbing my hands together, I hugged his warm body and surprisingly he didn't try to stop me. We sat down in front of the fireplace. "Is your mom ok?" I asked. "Yes, when she got out she went to spend a few days at my grandma's house, since she is off work for a week." "That's good," I smiled. "Yep, so we have the whole house to ourselves. "Did your parents drill you when you got home yesterday?" He asked chuckling. "No, it was more like a speech, everything went well. My dad asked about you, I told him you plan on meeting him." "Yea of course, I hope he's not one of those overprotective father's who interrogates me and scares me out of my wits," he laughed. "He can be overprotective, especially since I'm his only daughter. The only advice I can give you is to just be your self, don't put up or front or act any different," I smiled. "Why are you smiling so much?" Josh asked. "What do you mean?" I asked chewing on my bottom lip. "You've been smiling since you got here," he pointed out. "I'm just happy to be with you, that's all."
Josh took my hand and led me to a room. Since almost everything was blue, I assumed it was his room. "Nice room you got here," I said admiring his pictures. Looking around I saw he had a few basketball trophies. The walls were pretty much bare, except for the few inspirational quotes. Such as: Believe in yourself, and when everybody goes left go right, and break out of your shell and spread your wings etc..
"Make yourself in home," Josh gestured for me to sit next to him on the bed. Sitting down I begin picking at my nails. "Why do you seem so tense, relax I want bite you unless you want me to," he teased. At that, we both laughed and I relaxed a bit. Josh pulled me closer to him and his lips smashed into mine. The kissed was filled with so much emotion.
My body started to get hot, but that didn't stop me from kissing him. Josh's lips were so very soft and inviting. All of a sudden, he slipped his tongue inside my mouth. He explored every inch of my mouth as the kiss had gotten deeper. Josh took his shirt off, and I felt good on the inside front one look at his body. This boy must really exercise, but when do he have time, I thought. I stopped kissing him, because I knew it could lead to something else that I definitely wasn't ready for.
"What's wrong Riley?" He asked me with lust in his eyes. "I can't do this, its wrong," I said looking ashamed. "What do you mean?" Josh asked. "I mean, we can't have sex if that's what this is leading to," I said letting a tear fall. "I don't want to have sex, but I do wanna make love to you," he stated looking deep into my eyes. "What's the difference?" I asked scrunching up my eyebrows in confusion. "When you have sex, it's just that sex. But when you make love, you are sharing and intimate bond with someone you truly love and shared a deep connection with," he explained.
Two minutes of staring, I went back in to lock lips with Josh. We begin taking our clothes off and he rubbed me consistently between my thighs. Letting out a moan of pleasure, I wanted more of him. Honestly, I was nervous as ever, since I'm a virgin. I'm about to give it away to someone I love, my virginity is something I can't ever get back. The moments we've shared, I believe he's worth it. Josh kissed me down my neck, stopping at my breast, caressing them, and made a trail of kisses down my stomach. When he reached my hot spot, I wanted to go crazy. He licked, sucked and nibbled on it, but told me not to release myself.
A minute later, Josh had a condom on and I cringed in fear when I saw his private area. How is that gonna go inside me, I thought. Relaxing beneath him, he gently forced himself into me. I let out a moan as he started going in and out of me, the feeling was beyond amazing. When I adjusted to his size, I wanted him to go harder. Plunging in and out of me, my leg begin shaking, uncontrollably. Josh slowed down and start going in and out slow, but I felt like he was teasing me. I felt like I wanted to taking control, so I begin bucking my hips.
An hour later, we were tired and out of breath, he suggested we shower. I agreed, because I didn't want my parents questioning me when I got home. We showered together, and then he walked me home.
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Spread your wings (Completed)
Short StoryRiley, an eighteen year old preachers daughter has begged her parents for years to go to public school. Finally, she can go her senior year. Will things go smooth, or will she be under the influence of others?