In an Elite, private School filled with sex, drugs and corruption, the most popular girl, Megan Ryan mysteriously vanishes. In a turn of interesting revelations, it is found out that the troublemaker, the player, the rich boy, the slut, the church g...
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Chapter 15: I wanted to see her cheeks stained pick
I could smell the scent of strawberries filling the car and surroding me and without meaning too I closed my eyes and inhaled, hoping to imprint the extact way she smelled, and trying to memorise the essence of her presence. I quickly snapped myself out it, both because i needed to concertrate on driving and because I didn't want to freak her out.
"I don't want your dad to be mad at you, so is there maybe a quicker route we could go?" I asked her, turning my head to actually look at her. But her eyes weren't on me, they were transfixed on my hands. Or fingers? which were wrapped tightly around the steering wheel.
"Lennon?" I asked, worried. She didn't reply and instead just continued to stare at my hands.
"Lennon? Are you alright?" I aksed, this time putting my hand on her shoulder to try to get her to look at me.
When she finally snapped her blue eyes to mine I felt my throat become dry and my cock begin to throb in my jeans. Her blue eyes had an expression in them which could only be described as lust she pulled her pink tongue out to wet her swollen lips. I swallowed loudly.
"Pull over Harry."
I immediately did as she asked, she could tell me to strip and run naked around the street and I would do it. I was putty in her hands.
She looked over at me and into my eyes, her expression so intense it made my heart beat even faster "Give me your hand."
"What?" I asked breathlessly.
She raises her eyebrows and extends her own hand, palm up. We were both still for a few long moments, panting loudly before I slowly laid my hand in her own. she turns my hand over and pulls it toward her legs, placing it just above her knee, where her skirt has ridden.
I stared at my hand on her thigh and don't move it, my face frozen, my eyes widened. We both close our eyes for a second, my breathing becoming eratic as my brian tries to gage that I am actually touching Lennons soft, creamy skin. The thought causing precum to drip out of my impossibly hard cock.
Her cheeks are flushed and her hands are shaking. I suddenly felt my heart swell at the image, but didn't have time to even think before she covered my hand with hers and pulled her flowely skirt up further with the other, casuing me to gasp loudly. She drags my hand up her leg, spanning the remaining space, and she exhaled heavily when my palm and long fingers were against her upper thigh. Her eyes drift closed and she sinks back into the seat.
"Lennon..." I moaned
"Shh," She whispered, seductively, rubbing her thumb over my knuckles and slightly touching my rings.
With her free hand, she slowly unclipped her seatbelt and it snaps back into place at her shoulder. She lifted up a little and uses both hands to slide her underwear off. she avoided my gaze which was stuck on her, clearly memorised. she's was blushing so hard.
