"So, did you call your parents yet about New York? I'm so excited!"
"Not yet, but I'm going to call them later." He smiled and walked over to me, tucking a small piece of hair behind my ear.
"You don't have to live with us. You can go back to your family if you want. We can forget this..... ever happened." I stared at him with disbelief. He was the one that started this! What is he talking about? He read my eyes and his head dropped.
"I didn't think you liked me, that's all."
"Of course I like you, you idiot." I take his shirt in my fist and push our lips together. His hands are immediately around my waist, and my small hands cup his face, and he leans us backwards. He tosses me back onto the bed and he yanks his shirt above his head. His eyes search mine for consent. I give him a quick nod and he climbs on top of me. He pushes my shirt off, and kisses my arms. He un buttons his jeans and slides my leggings off. His pants go next, then after tracing my body with kisses, he undoes my bra. His eyes widen as his hands cup them, then he places his soft lips around my nipples, the cold metal of his lip ring making them hard. "Oh my gosh Luke!" His tongue travels down my body as he slides of my underwear. He kisses on the inside on my thighs but doesn't go futher. He stands, slowly sliding off his boxers, revealing his length. Holy shit. He climbs back on top of me and puts his length in. At first, we take it nice and slow, but then he starts to grunt and moan as he goes faster and faster, then we both hit our climax as I bite my lip to hide the scream. He empties himself on my stomach and then he lays beside me. His head is on my shoulder as he falls asleep. I take a deep breath and recollect myself. Woah.
