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CHAPTER 1
“Celebrity crush, Shia Lebouf is my celebrity crush.”- God, why couldn’t ask us a different question? Don’t get me wrong I love my fans but every time I hear her talking about someone she likes I get the same way. Excessively bitchy, sad, easily annoyed and act like a complete asshole. I’ve tried to change though. In fact, I’ve actually made some progress. I can actually listen to her 30 minute dialogue about her going off about either Shia, Nate, Orlando Bloom, Jake Ryan, and whichever other guy she likes.
“…”- she stares at me expectantly. Oh no, she wore the raspberry lipgloss. Why? Last time she wore it I couldn’t sleep for about a week. I think im going to have to steal it from her. It makes her lips look delicious, I could stare at her for days without getting tired though I will get pretty hot and heavy. Why is she still staring at me? “what?”
“Demi…are you ok? You’ve been away for about an hour already.”- she paused the video and proceeded with her nagging. If only she knew why I’ve been so far away… she’d move about 10,000,000 miles away.
“Yeah. Just continue.”- She didn’t look to convinced but she turned the camera on again.
“Celebrity crush. Mine is definitely Shia Lebouf. He’s hot.”-of course. The kid is gorgeous, I had to give him props. In a matter of days he’ll be all over her. They always did.
“Umm, this is difficult.”-I tried in a futile attempt to think of a guy that I haven’t talked trash about in front of her.
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CHAPTER 2
“Come on it’s a simple question.”- She looks at me attentively. She should change her name to Aphrodite, she is gorgeous. Then again, she’d probably beat her. Nobody is prettier than Mikayla because she’s beautiful any time of the day. When I wake up to her looking like shit, the sun gladly reflects her beauty, that time we showered in the rain she looked so…well, hot actually. I always feel a little ugly when I’m next to her. I don’t even know why she’d be friends with such and ugly bitch like me, all I do is opaque her splendor. I can’t believe I have the guts to even fall in love with her. She’ll NEVER ever, not in a million, bazillion years to the power of infinity, fall in love with me. I’m lucky she can look at my face without puking. What a brave girl. “There you go again. ARE YOU THERE???”-She waves her hand in front of my face, playful with a hint of concern in her eyes.
“Yeah.”- I feel bad because I’m hiding something so important from her. She deserves to know. She’s always told me every secret she’s had. I’m the worst friend ever, another reason why I don’t deserve to be with her. I look up at her and I see her frown, her gaze hasn’t left me for a second. Sometimes I hate when she knows everything. It kind of made me feel like Chelsea from That’s So Raven. Why can’t I always know what’s on her mind?
“Are you still having problems with your dad?”- Wait isn’t the camera still on? I’d tell her but I don’t even feel like talking. My mind is too occupied thinking of an excuse as of why I’ve been so distant. What is I tell her I have a terrible disease? No, sounds dumb. “Mitchie”- she held my hand and scooted closer to me, our pants rubbing slightly but enough to make me shudder. I guess she took it as if I was to start crying and threw her arms around my waist.
I did not move one bit. I know she hates it when I don’t tell her stuff but… What do you want me to do? ’Mikayla, guess what? I’m in love with you!’ No, I doesn’t work that way. In the real world when you say that the other person usually look at you like you’re an alien.
“I thought you guys were set. Did you tell him how much you wanted to be in the show?”-Oh wow, she still thinks that I’m like this because of that deutchbag. He’s the farthest thing from my mind right now. Well, not literally because I’m thinking about him right now so, WHATEVER, you know what I mean. Looks like she doesn’t always know what’s on my mind.
About five minutes pass and she keeps on trying to get me to talk about my dad and I. I reply dryly to her questions. She lets go of our embrace and I feel the same emptiness I do when she leaves me. Mikayla puts her slippers on.
“I think you want to be alone.”- she murmured and I looked at her as if she’d gone crazy. She’s been on tour for 2 and a half months, why in the world would I like to be alone after I cried myself to sleep every Tuesday (Tuesday is my official Emo day where I think about my parents and all dumb stuff that make me sad.)
“I don’t”- she turns to me and I rest my head on her shoulder.
“Then why are you so quiet? You’ve always told me everything on your mind. Was it that bad?”-
“What? ”- I yawn a bit, gum almost falling out of my mouth.
“Whatever. You’re not even paying attention.”- She made a move to leave but I stopped her.
“It’s not about my dad, Mikayla.”- She nodded signaling me to continue. “it’s really hard to explain. I just don’t want to, umm, “-her gazed pierces through my brain. I can’t even speak correctly.- “I don’t want to change anything between us. I don’t want you to feel disgusted.”
“Why would I feel disgusted? You know I’ll never judge you no matter what.”-That is true. A couple of years ago I told her that I cut myself and instead of telling me how dumb it is she helped me get through that phase.
“Because…”-My effin eyes scrolled down to her lips as she licked them and my brain went on vacation. Soft, cushiony, pink lips that always made me ponder upon their taste. I angled my face towards her lips and pressed my lips on hers. No offense to Tristan but, this is so much better than kissing my pillow. I think she’s going to call the ambulance, I sense a cardiac arrest; either that or my heart was dancing to a T-Paine song, very hardcore. I closed my eyes enjoying the last seconds of our friendship for Mr. Brain just came back, after it was too late. My hands on either side on her face I pecked her once, twice, and she failed to move. Well, all good things come to an end right? This was too good to be true. As I tried to pull away and jump off the roof she laced her hands around my neck and I pressed my lips on hers a little rougher this time, OMFG, She’s kissing me back!
“I like you.”
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I’ve been dating Mikayla for three months. The best three months of my life. She is everything I ever dreamt of. She’s attentive, romantic, charismatic, I love her more than ever. I love my life more than ever. I’ve been on a couple of shows like Ellen and Oprah. I’ve also guess stared on General Hospital for about three episodes I even got to be with my baby on the Hannah Montana movie. It was awesome but I had to watch myself around her. All night I had to think of ways to evade her. I swear she was all over me. It’s not that I don’t like it ; I do but I don’t want to have to rape her in front of everyone. I don’t think anyone will like that. ’
“I have to go now.”- She rises from my lap and I pull her back and wrap my hands around her waist and press my lips on her neck.
“you’ve only been here for about ten minutes.”-She turns around and pecks me.
“Mitchie, I’ve been here for 2 hours.”-I smile.
“Time sure goes by quickly.”-She stands up frowning.
“Mitch, I really have to go.”-I groan and wrap my hands around her.
“I don’t want you to go”-I lead her back to my bed while I kiss her. I feels so good when we kiss. “Mitchie, I have to-’- I cut her off pushing her to my bed she wraps her hands around my neck and sucks on my bottom lip. I love when she does that and take advantage of her slightly parted lips and insert my tongue in her mouth. I hear her moan and pull away to look at her eyes.
“I love you.”-She smiles and I continue the kiss, only deeper this time. Mikayla is such a great kisser. Every time I kiss her I feel like im going to stop breathing and just die of happiness. Maybe its because I love her so much. Whatever it is I just know I never want to leave Mikayla.
After making out for like 3 minutes she stops me. I knew I shouldn’t have tried to lift up her skirt. I just thought she was really into it. I know I was.
“My dad is going to kill me.”-I fix her sex hair, which doesn’t make sense because we haven’t had sex!
“Relax, baby. Just tell him you got a little delayed.
“Delayed?”-She shoots up from my bed. “What normal person takes…more than 2 hours to throw out the trash?”
“Ok, ok. Just promise me you’ll be back tomorrow morning.”
“Yeah, yeah.”-she grabs my face and gives me a soft kiss and I lick my lips. “I love you Mitchie.”-I claim her lips once more almost forcing her actually. “I-kiss-have-kiss-to-go.”-I let go of her and now she is the one that wants to kiss me.
“ I thought you had to leave.”
“l’ll just tell him I got delayed.”-and she captured my lips in a warm kiss.
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CHAPTER 4
“Mom, did you get the cake?”
“Yes!” - she replied exhausted. I will admit I’ve been a little annoying but today has to be perfect. I owed her this, she had to have the best birthday she’s ever had. I’ve been planning this for 2 weeks now. I haven’t slept in days worrying about this party; whether it was the food, calling her friends and making sure she come I cannot be a wedding planer.
I picked my phone and dialed my princess.
“Hi, Baby.”-Ok. Here comes the acting.
“Hey you wanna come hang out today. There’s nothing good on TV. I’m super bored.”- As I walked out to the pool everyone tried to talk to me.
“Hey Mi-”-Jake is such an Idiot. Doesn’t he see me on the phone? I roll my eyes at him and he gets closer to the phone. Nosy-ASS
“So you have nothing planned for today?”-Aww she’s so cute when she’s sad. How could she think that I forgot her birthday? She’s on my mind every second of my life.
“No.”-Jake smiles and someone next to me tries to hold their laughs. Wow, there’s about sixty people around me. Nosy-ASSES. Let me just put it on speaker.
“Um, ok. I’ll be there in a minute.”-I motioned for them to get ready. “I l-
“Yeah.”-I closed the phone on her. I knew she was going to tell me that she loved me like she always did before we finished a conversation which was usually at two in the morning. I hope she’s not TOO sad. Who care’s she’s going to be ecstatic when she see this party. I even hired a chauffer so she couldn’t see all the guest’s cars and be suspicious. This had to be a surprise.
“That must be her.”-Nate announced.
“Turn off the lights. Remember, wait for the signal.”-I hope this comes out as planned. Ok. Breathe. In, out, in out, in out . Enough of that.. I open the door and there she is, Hello Kitty tank top that makes her breast look SO comestible. Ok perv, stop thinking about what you’d like to do to your girlfriends when her parents are in the room.
“Hey.”-Oh my god, her eyes are watery. She was about to cry. Aww. My hands cup her cheeks and I have to tiptoe but, give her a soft kiss on her cheek making my way to her mouth. I am so in love with Mikayla. Before I could even pull away her tongue found it way in my mouth and I grabbed her waist letting her tongue do what ever the hell it wanted.
Umm she is such an amazing kisser. I never want these butterflies in my stomach to go away. Now I wish I wouldn’t have invited anyone, have her all to myself. I have been known to have bad ideas, like this party.
OMG, here I am practically swallowing Mikayla’s face while everyone is probably watching. She pulls away, thank god; I don’t know I could have done it.
“I swear Mitch, you’re so Emo sometimes.”-I lick my lips.
“What?”
“Your house is like a cave. You need to turn on the lights.”-She reached for the switch.
“SURPRISE!!!!”-Everyone screamed as the lights came on. Mikayla was dumbfounded, she just stood there hand over her mouth. I smiled: Mission accomplished.
“Happy birthday, sweetie.”- Mrs. Hartward hugged her daughter effusively. Was she trying to break her? Mr. Hartward came right after her and both held Mikayla while tears streamed across her porcelain face. She even looked beautiful while she cried.
“I thought you guys forgot about my birthday…and you ‘-she smacked my arm playfully. “I thought you had nothing planned for today.”
“Mikayla, we would never forget your birthday.” She hugged them again. Where’s my hug? Oh, wait. I already got my make-out session about a minute ago. Darn.
“Thank You so much. This place looks great.”
“I don’t think its us you need to thank. Mitchie did this.”- She looks at me and smiles she moves towards me and Nate gets in the way.
“Hi birthday girl.”- I officially hate that guy. When nobody’s looking I’m going to spit in his soda, well not really, actually who knows but how dare he get in the way. Relax Mitchie, this is her birthday. She’s what matters. “you know I never thought that you could actually look any prettier but it today you’ve outdone yourself. You look gorgeous.”-She smiles …flirtatious? Um hello I am 10 feet away. Chill, Mitchie. She’s YOUR woman. No one else’s.
Caitlyn starts talking to me about who the hell knows and all I do is occasionally nod. The girl would talk for hours.
“Um, could I be excused.”-finally Nate left Mikayla alone. Everyone’s congratulated her except me. Her girlfriend and YES I am very Possessive. I’m only ten steps away when Tess grabs her and pulls her somewhere.
WTF!!!!!!!
Fucking bitch. Dear god. I don’t usually curse more than twice a day and I’ve already cursed plentiful today. Well, it’s the second time this happens in less than a minute. Note to self never ever invite Tess and Nate to a party. Oh, and get some serious with that jealousy issue. Next thing you know I end up in jail for killing Nate. I know I wouldn’t doubt it. I just hope she doesn’t start flirting with Caitlyn. Sometimes I wish she weren’t bi. It makes me be twice as jealous; as if I weren’t normally overprotective.
I made my way up to my room. I hate being mad at her but she knows how I get when she flirts with guys. Whatever. I’ll get over it. I put on my bathing suit so fast I think I must have discombobulated something down there. I’ll have to get this wedgie surgically removed.
As I went down the stairs I noticed a couple of guys were starting at me. Shane and Nate. Dear god. I’ve tried to get away from Shane for the past and a half. Why doesn’t he understand im GAY. Besides the fact that I haven’t told him yet. I HAVE given him signals. Do I have to spell it out for him too?
‘Hi, Mitchie. Great party.”
“Thank You.” -I wonder if he saw me and Mikayla making out? Dear god, I knew making out with her was a bad idea. I wish I was a little bit smarter.
“ So, um I was thinking if you wanted to go out anytime you know dinner and a movie.” -Hell sounded more tempting than this.
“Um , I don’t know if I’ll be free anytime soon.” -I tried to walk past him but he blocked my passage.
“ Well, I could talk to your manager, get to an agreement. I promise I’ll get you home early.”
“ Yeah and you could invite your friend, Mikayla. She’s so pretty.”-Over my dead body.
“I will.” -I finally got past them and heard them giving each other a high five. My luck was only momentarily though as I hear them following my and start another boring conversation.
Mikayla looked so happy, and I’m glad even if I had to suffer listening to Shane’s pick up lines. I would only do this for her. I dove into the water to try and get away from Shane running right in to Jake. Dear god, if thou is mighty kill me now. Just as he was going to talk a familiar voice interrupted him.
“ I hope you don’t mind me borrowing your bikini. The water looked really good.” -its not the only one if you know what I mean.
“ Not at all. Suits you well.”-I said my eyes not leaving her breast.
“ It sure does. Doesn‘t it?” -I smirked.
We soon got involved in a game of volleyball inside the pool. The day itself was perfect. I loved every part of it. Sure I haven’t spent almost any time with Mikayla but I’ve never seen her so happy. I hope she knows how much I love her now. I really do love her a lot.
“ Happy birthday dear Mikayla happy birthday to you.” -We all clapped as she blew the eighteenth candle. She looked at me and mouthed and ‘ I love you’ making my heart bear clasp about 200 times per minute. I turned around and wiped the stupid tear that broke free from my eye. Im so happy that im actually with her. It’s been about 6 years since I’ve been in love with her and every time she says she loves me too I want to die right there and there. Maybe I’m already dead, or maybe I’ll wake up right this instant only to realize this is the sweetest of dreams.
I feel fingers intertwine mines and my retarded heart races yet again. I turn to face her and she smiles . I love that smile, that hair, mouth, gosh I love everything about her. I pull her wrist and lead her up my room careful to not let anyone see us.
“ Why are we”-I’ve wanted to do this again all day. Finally I set my lips carefully on her neck, she shiver and her hands go into my hair.
“ I thought birthday girl would like to see her present.”-her head shoots up and she makes me look at her.
“ What did you get me?” -I peck her softly and she moves away.
“ So, I’ve been dying to kiss you all day and all you think is about is your present. Now I won’t give you anything.” -to this Mikayla pushes her lips on mine. She stays like that for like 10 seconds.
“ Did you change your mind?”
“ yeah.” -I grab her hand and lead her to my bed as she sat I opened my drawer and took out little velvet box. “ I didn’t write a note because I wanted to give it to you myself, I just want you to know I love you.”- I knelt over in front of her and opened the box. It was a ring that had ‘Demena’ engraved on the inside.
“ Mitchie, this is gorgeous.” -I smiled and rested my head on her lap. “ Oh my god baby how much did this cost you?” -My complete savings account.
“ That’s not what matters, you are.” -I smiled and lifted my head she was crying in a good way I hope. I know I don’t have the best taste but I did spent three hours in Kays. Those assholes lied to me. Every kiss begins with Kay my ass. “Don’t you like it?” She nodded effusively. Well I guess the didn’t lie to me. I wipe the tears streaming down her chin.
“ Mitch, I love so much.” -I pecked her and grabbed her chin.
“ I do too, that’s why I got this for you. It’s a promise ring.” -in saw her eyes sparkle.
“ What’s the promise? ”
“ I want you to promise me you will never leave me. Ever.”-I looked at her very serious, which rarely happened. 90% of my life I behave either like a child or like an idiot.
“ I promise.” -and how do you seal a promise? With a kiss of course, or an intense make out session either one works. All I want is Mikayla Ann Hartward to be mine for the rest of my life because I couldn’t ever live without her and this feels so right.
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“Don’t you try to blame me for something you did, I never wanted this to happen”- There they go off again. What did dad do now? Mom and dad are constantly arguing for the dumbest things. Last time they actually had an argument about whether you add the milk or the Cheerios first when you prepare cereal. Dumb right? I know but they’re great; they never argue when I’m next to them but that doesn’t stop me from hearing them. I feel so uncomfortable when they argue. I hope me and Mitchie never fight. It’d be nice to just live with her all my life. Just wake up with her hands around my body.
Unfortunately Mitchie and I have been fighting. Today we were watching a movie in her room when I sat on her lap and started pecking her randomly and kissing her neck. The movie was so crappy anyways. So we start making out and she starts getting on top of me and wow. It was great those were the happiest 19 minutes of my life. Yes I counted. She told me that she loved me and I told her the same. Then she started kissing my neck which she knows I love and she lifts up my skirt! WTF! When I stopped her she got a little heated, we argued and here I am.
I know its only been 6 hours since I last saw her but I really miss her. I should text her back.
“I told you we should have used protection.”-What the hell are they arguing about. I drop my phone and make my way downstairs.
“It’s not my fault you’re so fertile. If you wouldn’t have gotten pregnant , my life would have been five thousand times better.”-What?
“Your life would have been better without me?”-I came out from behind the wall, without tears in my eyes. No, siree. I was not crying.
“Honey. I didn’t mean that. I “- I ran away and crashed into the wall. Shit. I didn’t care to check my forehead and ran to the only person who could make me feel better. Mitchie.
I know we fought but it was partially my fault. I WAS flirting with her. I climbed Mitchie’s tree and knocked on her window. Did I mention I hate the rain? Well I do! I peeked into Mitchie’s window almost slipping against the ceiling She looks like she’s sleeping. Shit. I guess I’ll go home. Just as I look down to get down from the tree she opens the window.
“Hi,”- Her eyes were puffy and her hair a mess.
“Can I come in?”- she extends her hand and I take it. She’s so warm I think she has a fever this can’t be normal. It’s warm in her house too. I look around her room. Spotless, when Mitchie’s mad she has this urge to clean. She puts a towel over my shoulders and opens her left drawer.
“Put this on.”-she hands me some shorts a t-shirt. I remember I told her to buy it when we went to six flags together. Five years ago.
“I can’t believe I still have this. It’s so old.”-I finish putting the shirt on and nod.
“He said his life would have been better without me.”-she automatically knows what I’m talking about. We’ve know each other for over 8 years, it’s only expected. Mitch put her arms over me and pulled me in for one of those hugs I love.
“Baby, you know he didn’t mean that.”-She now starts caressing my hair. She knows all the tricks to make me feel better.
“He did. My own parents wish that I hadn’t been born. I should do them a favor and just-“she lifts up my chin and looks at me seriously.
“Don’t even think of leaving me alone Mikayla.”-She grabs my left hand and lifts it to where I can see. “you promised…do you remem-ber?”- This time a tear glistened from inside her eye.
“I’m s-”- Interrupted again.
“I want you to keep your promise, Mikayla. I can’t lose you.”-Does she think I’m going to break up with her? My hands cup her face and I peck her.
“I’m not ever leaving you. I promised.”- I kiss her again, she groans as I climb on her lap my hands in her hair. I love her, I hope she always knows this. I don’t ever plan on leaving her. That would only mean planning my own death and her.
Mitchie nibbles on my bottom lips whilst her hands melts my skin with every touch. I love when we kiss. It's like the butterfly in my tummy are dancing to tango and i love it. My hair is getting in the way of our kiss and she pushes it behind my ear. I know what she wants and open my mouth letting her access my mouth and she gladly accept. Her tongue is shy at first as it tries to attract me to it. I get closer to her and caress the bottom of her tongue. She moans softly and sucks on my bottom lips softly.
“I love you.”-she whispered. It kind of hurt me when she pulled away. The tingly feeling between my legs begged her to continue whilst my head and my heart told me this was the night we've been waiting for.
"Me too, princess."
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CHAPTER 6
“I love you.”-she whispered. It kind of hurt me when she pulled away. The tingly feeling between my legs begged her to continue whilst my head and my heart told me this was the night we've been waiting for.
"Me too, princess."-I let my lips lie on the soft skin on her neck, unstintingly sending waves throughout her body. “Mikayla…?”
“Yeah?”I-I whispered against her ears, she loves when I do this to her.
“It’s better if we go to sleep, I don’t want to, you know..”-I nibbled on her ear and she cursed between her teeth. “Mikayla us to argue for the same reasons as before.’- I gazed her and she looked away. “Besides, your mom will probably go crazy. It’s raining and she’ll want to know where you’re at-”-I cut her off with a kiss on her cheek.
“Don’t worry, you’ll make something up.”-she laughed nervously while I nibbled on her neck hungrily. Why won’t this tingly feeling go away? As much as I tried it only increased.
“Mikayla, baby. I love kissing you but I’m going to you know get all tingly, I know you-”
“I love you, Mitchie. That’s all I want to think of. I want to be your fist and I want you to be mine too.”-I lifted her head and our lips met in a wet kiss. The rain just makes this so much better.
“Mikayla”-She pulls away again. “you’re not playing right? This is not funny. I’m really…horny right now.”-She said in a whisper. I smiled and pushed her to her bed. I started kissing her while her hand went to my arse. That felt to good. This all feels like a fairytale, me and the girl who ripped my heart out and claimed it her, making love for the fist time on a rainy night.
I felt Mitchie’s heart pounding furiously as my hands fondled with her shirt. I know she loves me as much as I do; that’s why I’m letting her be my first. I usually puke at the mention of sex and here I am all horny over Mitchie while she moans all cute things in my ears.
Mitchie flips us over and pulls me up. Please don’t ask me to wait for more time. The least thing I want to do is wait. Her lips go on my neck while her breathing gets heavier. I closed my eyes and feel her hands lift up my shirt. OMG, this is happening I’m going to have sex with her. Breathe, breathe. How do you breathe again? Is in then out or out then in?
“Can I take it off?” I lift up my arms and she slips off my shirt and begins to fold it. WTF? Grab her hands and snatch the shirt off.
“Why are you folding this?”-I giggle and her face goes red. “I’m sorry I just don’t want to mess anything up. I want to make this perfect.”
“Come here”-when she does I take off her shirt and let her get on top of my body. Wow, she’s so warm.
“I’ll never love anyone else, Mikayla. I’ll always love you.”-Her face went serious and I smiled that’s when my legs wrapped her waist. As she kissed me I could stop moving and she then started to move her waist again mine. I just want her to touch me so bad. When I open my mouth to speak her hands cup my bra.
“Take it off”-I moaned and she obeyed. She looked at me and smiled. I know I was toned from all those years in track and the gym but she gave me the impression that I was some type of goddess. Mitchie shyly rested her hand on my breast as if asking for permission. She then leaned toward my breast and caved it with her mouth delicately. I moaned her name softly she probably didn’t hear me but knew I liked it because she sucked on it a little rougher and let her tongue dance with my nipple.
I arched my back and my hand went in her hair. Why the hell haven’t we done this before? This feels amazing!! Now mitchie changed nipple and played with my left. I ‘going to have a heart attack if she doesn’t take my pants off now. As if on cue her lips left my breasts and trailed her way to my abdomen.
I raised my hips and she slipped my jeans off. She reached for her sheets and covered our bodies. Mmm… I feel so warm under her.
“Comfy?” I nodded quickly. She smiled and began at my collar line. It feels as if a baby’s kissing me; Mitchie’s lips are so excruciatingly soft. Whilst Mitch gave me all sorts of pleasure I dug my hands in her hair. Oh dear, this feels so amazing.
I think I must go to the doctor; I am seriously bi-polar. Today alone I went from bitchy to sad and now horny. I seriously don’t know how Mitchie stands me. She must love me so much. Mitchie’s hand’s linger on my zipper.
“I’ve known you for so long and you still get nervous?”-She giggles a bit and her confidence is reestablished. She pulls at my zipper lightly. I wish she would hurry!! She’s still pulling at my zipper only a bit rougher this time. Actually really rough. “You ok down there?”
“Yes, it’s just these dumb pants. They wont unzip.”-I giggle.
“Babe, that’s a fake zipper.”-She smiles a little and grabs my waistband pulling it coarser than before. Only item that remains on my dessert body are the barney underwear we bought at that trip. Why did I have to put those today? So embarrassing, she’s probably wearing Victoria’s secret panties while I wear these weird crap-shitters. I couldn’t help but blush shortly because she placed her lips on mines and pulled at my underwear politely.
“Open your legs, please.”-she whispered against my bottom lip. I followed her instructions, slowly; her hands traveled pleasantly to my inner thigh. Those chocolate eyes never left mine as she caressed me. I grunted a bit as she placed her hands on my warm sex. Her subtle hands caressed my clit, drawing circles around it. Mitchie’s body was partially on top of mines while her hands revitalized certain parts of my body that’d never been SO gratified.
The brunette’s lips lingered on my neck and I moved unnerved under her. I want so much more than this. The anxiety’s consuming me. “Mitch, please.”-I moaned agitated, our hips bucking together in a tantalizing rhythm. Catching me completely off-guard Mitchie inserted a finger inside me. I gasped.
“Does that hurt?”-I shook my head almost unnoticeably and her finger went deeper in me rubbing around my walls. Now Mitchie had climbed on top of me and her finger’s velocity increases, sharing a direct reaction with my moans. I opened my legs wider and she knew exactly what to do.
I’ve grown anxious now, well even more anxious. It feels so good to have her touch me like this but I need more. I can hear my body clench as if searching for something, as if it is unfulfilled. I wanted more of Torres. Torres joins her index finger and both fingers go in me.
“gu..ughh!”-I think I’m having Tourette syndrome symptoms, randomly yelling incoherent sounds that I can’t control. I must look like and idiot with all the weird expressions on my face. “faaa…god, Mitch”-My breathing was hard to keep up with. I wanted to tell her to go faster but was unable to. I started to pull gently at my hair while my body experienced several technical difficulties.
Mitchie’s fingers went inside me faster and my eyes felt like popping out. A wave was taking over me. It felt like electricity burning my insides in the most pleasing way.
“Aaah!”
I felt my walls tighten and certain liquid escaped my sex. Mitch pulled her fingers out and smiled victorious, I on the other hand remained dumbfounded, I thought I’d died and gone to heaven. This is why everyone likes this so much. It is SO freaking amazing.
“If I’m not mistaken, it’s your turn.”-she smiled and I pushed myself on her. What goes around comes around.
