* Jesse *
There goes my big mouth again.
My eyes nearly fell out of my head at the sight of her perfectly pert breasts in front of me, then when she grabbed my hand and placed it over them I almost blew my load then and there.
But when she unbuttoned her shorts it was like I couldn't breath.
My chest got tight and my stomach twisted into knots, it was a weirdly intense sensation, one that I'd never felt before.
I wanted nothing more then to dive headfirst between her legs, or at least I thought I did.
Looking down at her beautiful face, taking in every inch of her gorgeous body I knew I didn't want this to be all there was between us.
I wanted her, all of her.
That's when the verbal diarrhoea started, my mouth started moving before my brain could stop it.
So here I am sitting in front of the most beautiful girl I've ever met, who might I add is still barely dressed, with a raging hard on throbbing in my pants, telling her I don't want to fuck her.
'What the fuck has happened to you boy' I growled under my breath.
I racked my brain searching for an answer, searching for something that made sense but nothing did. Well nothing that I wanted to accept anyway.
Looking over at her she was obviously extremely pissed off. Actually that was an understatement, she was practically boiling.
I knew she wanted me to explain the 'hot and cold' attitude, I knew she wanted an answer but how could I give her one when I didn't even have one for myself.
Well one that my dumb ass would stop trying to fight anyway.
It wasn't hard to figure out that this beautiful girl had been through some shit. Some pretty fucking hectic and awful shit and I didn't want to add my own fucked up life with all of its fucked up problems to it.
Even to me that excuse sounded pathetic.
Since when did I care about this type of shit?
Since when did I care about anyone but myself?
Fuck.
I should just walk away.
I needed to just walk away.
But I knew I wouldn't. I couldn't.
'Just admit it Jesse, you like her' my mind started.
'How can I fucking like her, I don't even fucking know her' the internal monologue continued.
'Fuck' I grumbled again as I ran my fingers through my hair in frustration.
Diiinnnggg dooonnng.
Saved by the bell.
I stole a quick glance at Catherine who was making no attempt to answer the door, she just stood there glaring at me.
If looks could kill I'd damn sure be six foot under right now.
God I wish she'd put her shirt back on, it might make it easier to try and ignore the incredible urge I had to grab her and pull her on top of me and finish what I had just started.
Diiinnnggg dooonnng.
'Are you going to get that' I snapped unable to hide my irritation. Not only had I just turned down the girl who had constantly been on my mind since the moment I met her, but now I had to listen to the obnoxious sound of the door bell as well.
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Jesse's Girl (COMPLETE)
RomanceThey had both been dealt enough tragedy in their short teenaged lives, more than anyone should ever have to endure. Will two self destructive teens coming together do more harm than good? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I don't know what...