time to waste, and his mouth sucked my skin, his teeth nipped at my neck and I did nothing to resist. And we drove to meet the others, but I knew then that this would be no ordinary romance, it felt like my heart had just been jump started.
NATHAN
It seemed it was a bad week to meet her, because she was so busy, like every night. She had some sort of concert coming up that apparently demanded hours of piano practice every night, and then a performance on the Thursday night. I asked if I could come and she said No, it was a classical concert with violins and harps and cellos and I would hate it. Only parents and grandparents came to it, she texted, or people over the age of seventy. She sent three laughing face emoticons.
She unexpectedly rings me on the Wednesday night. Ben and I are shooting hoops, something we always do after dinner. I answer with a casual, "Hi, what's up?"
"I just needed to hear your voice," she says, "I can't remember what it sounds like."
"Oh? And now that you're hearing it?"
"Mmmm, I remember now," she says.. "Are you playing basketball?" I guess she can hear Ben bouncing and shooting the ball.
"Yeah, just with my brother," I say, walking away from him, out towards the front fence, for some privacy. "Have you finished your piano practice?"
"Yes, we finished early. Big night tomorrow," she sounded quite excited about it. I guessed it was something she was passionate about, even though she'd told me several times how boring I'd think the music was.
"When do you think we can meet up?" I ask. I'm so desperate to see her again, but I don't want to sound it. "How about Friday?"
She hesitates. "Yeah, I think Friday will be good."
"I miss you," I say, and that's not something I planned to say..
"Really?"
"Yes," I say. "What are you doing at the moment?"
"I'm just looking at some homework."
"I can't wait to kiss you again," I say, again a totally unplanned declaration. What is wrong with my brain?
"Well I can't concentrate on algebra now, can I?" She laughs. "Where do you want to kiss me?"
I laugh, turn around, even though there's no way Ben can hear me. "Well I'll start at your lips, then I'll kiss the tip of your nose, then I'll go across to your ears, down your neck..." I pause, wondering if I just sound ridiculous or what.
"You're not going to stop there are you?" she asks, and I inhale deeply.
"No, I'm not going to stop there," I say boldly. "My tongue is going down to your breasts and your nipples are going to harden and - ." Hell I don't know about her nipples, but a part of me was definitely hardening.
"And what?" she asks impatiently, but with a giggle.
It makes me giggle, and I say, "Is this what they call phone sex?" And I know I'm blushing, thankful she can't see me.
"I don't know," she laughs. "But I quite like it. Continue."
"Where was I?" I laugh, "Oh yeah, I'm at your breasts, it's like heaven, your skin is so warm and soft." I hear the giggle again. "Then my tongue goes down your body, to your belly, to your belly button." Fuck me, where is this coming from. I've never done this before. Is my imagination running away with me?
"Better make sure I've washed it then," she laughs, and I laugh too. "Then?"
"Then?" Then, I fuck you, I want to say. But I stop myself. She'd run a mile, or further. "You'll have to wait for Friday...to find out," I say, trying to sound mysterious.
"No,” she exclaims. "Now I'll forget all my music because I'm wondering what's going to happen on Friday. I'll play horribly tomorrow!"
I laugh. Wow, I just know I'm going to fall in love with her, if I haven't already. "Well tomorrow, at your concert, just imagine that for playing perfectly, your reward will be a night with me." Fuck, how conceited is that. What the hell am I saying? Has some demon possessed me?
"Is that a promise?" she asks sexily. Fuck I wish I was in the bathroom now.
"A promise," I
NATHAN
It seemed it was a bad week to meet her, because she was so busy, like every night. She had some sort of concert coming up that apparently demanded hours of piano practice every night, and then a performance on the Thursday night. I asked if I could come and she said No, it was a classical concert with violins and harps and cellos and I would hate it. Only parents and grandparents came to it, she texted, or people over the age of seventy. She sent three laughing face emoticons.
She unexpectedly rings me on the Wednesday night. Ben and I are shooting hoops, something we always do after dinner. I answer with a casual, "Hi, what's up?"
"I just needed to hear your voice," she says, "I can't remember what it sounds like."
"Oh? And now that you're hearing it?"
"Mmmm, I remember now," she says.. "Are you playing basketball?" I guess she can hear Ben bouncing and shooting the ball.
"Yeah, just with my brother," I say, walking away from him, out towards the front fence, for some privacy. "Have you finished your piano practice?"
"Yes, we finished early. Big night tomorrow," she sounded quite excited about it. I guessed it was something she was passionate about, even though she'd told me several times how boring I'd think the music was.
"When do you think we can meet up?" I ask. I'm so desperate to see her again, but I don't want to sound it. "How about Friday?"
She hesitates. "Yeah, I think Friday will be good."
"I miss you," I say, and that's not something I planned to say..
"Really?"
"Yes," I say. "What are you doing at the moment?"
"I'm just looking at some homework."
"I can't wait to kiss you again," I say, again a totally unplanned declaration. What is wrong with my brain?
"Well I can't concentrate on algebra now, can I?" She laughs. "Where do you want to kiss me?"
I laugh, turn around, even though there's no way Ben can hear me. "Well I'll start at your lips, then I'll kiss the tip of your nose, then I'll go across to your ears, down your neck..." I pause, wondering if I just sound ridiculous or what.
"You're not going to stop there are you?" she asks, and I inhale deeply.
"No, I'm not going to stop there," I say boldly. "My tongue is going down to your breasts and your nipples are going to harden and - ." Hell I don't know about her nipples, but a part of me was definitely hardening.
"And what?" she asks impatiently, but with a giggle.
It makes me giggle, and I say, "Is this what they call phone sex?" And I know I'm blushing, thankful she can't see me.
"I don't know," she laughs. "But I quite like it. Continue."
"Where was I?" I laugh, "Oh yeah, I'm at your breasts, it's like heaven, your skin is so warm and soft." I hear the giggle again. "Then my tongue goes down your body, to your belly, to your belly button." Fuck me, where is this coming from. I've never done this before. Is my imagination running away with me?
"Better make sure I've washed it then," she laughs, and I laugh too. "Then?"
"Then?" Then, I fuck you, I want to say. But I stop myself. She'd run a mile, or further. "You'll have to wait for Friday...to find out," I say, trying to sound mysterious.
"No,” she exclaims. "Now I'll forget all my music because I'm wondering what's going to happen on Friday. I'll play horribly tomorrow!"
I laugh. Wow, I just know I'm going to fall in love with her, if I haven't already. "Well tomorrow, at your concert, just imagine that for playing perfectly, your reward will be a night with me." Fuck, how conceited is that. What the hell am I saying? Has some demon possessed me?
"Is that a promise?" she asks sexily. Fuck I wish I was in the bathroom now.
"A promise," I
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