9. Running Up That Hill

Tell me we both matter don't we?

You.

Me.

You and Me.

Won't be unhappy.

Running Up That Hill - Placebo

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Her room is girly, just like I expected it to be, but not over the top. Her king size bed was a little disheveled from her being in it earlier. She shook off her hoodie, revealing a plain white and pink shirtzee; no logo on the front, no name or number on the back. I’m going to have to get her one of mine. Her shirt pulled so snugly against her breasts I couldn’t help but notice her nipples through the thin material. As she walked toward the bed, they jiggled like they were teasing me. I had to play this cool if I was going to play by her PG-13 rules. It would be hard, but I was going to try at least.

I pulled my track pants off and hung them over a chair in the corner of the room, my hoodie and t shirt followed suit. I usually sleep naked, or in boxer briefs, but today it will have to be my gym shorts since I didn’t think to change out of them before I left.

I could see the blush sweep across her cheeks as she looked over my body but I also notice her nipples go hard under her shirt. I had to tell myself to think of something other than grabbing her and ravaging her right then and there.

“Do you find it hot in here?” She asked as she shimmied her pajama pants down past her hips revealing white boy shorts.

“You don’t mind do you?” She looks at me with this innocent look on her face which I know is anything but. I can only shake my head in response telling her that indeed I don’t mind at all. Michele then climbs up on the ridiculously tall bed and crawls over to one side like a cat. I watch her hips sway side to side slowly and can’t help how my body reacts because my mind is officially in the gutter as she slips her body under the duvet. I slide beside her as she’s settling in and lay down facing her, if I move an inch I’ll touch her.

We look at each other for a few minutes before I can’t take it anymore, I closed the distance between us by sliding my hand around the back of her neck and pull her towards me.

As badly as I wanted to fuck her senseless, I had to slow down and enjoy the moment with her. She seemed a little timid our first night together, but today she was a little more confident which was turning me on even more.

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My mouth went dry as he took all of his clothes off leaving on just a pair of gym shorts. Is it even possible for his body to be even more unbelievably sexy then the last time I’d seen him? Because I’m slowly starting to lose my reserve, I was already wound up from the mini make out session we had in the living room, and if he kept this up, I’d be as naked as the day I was born in a matter of seconds. I don’t want to give him the wrong impression that all I want to do is have sex with him, if that’s an even possible representation after you’ve already slept with someone.

I saw him glance down at my breasts as they betrayed me and came out in full force like I was waving the white flag of surrender. Suddenly, my body was on fire and I decided to throw caution to the wind and take advantage of the situation in front of me. “Do you find it hot in here?” I started to slowly slide my jammy bottoms off. Now, I’m no pro at the art of seduction, however, I do know if you move in a slow enough fashion while undressing you can definitely get a real rise out of the occasion.

“You don’t mind do you?” I knew it worked when I saw his Adam’s apple bob with the force of his swallow, as he shook his head. I was enjoying this torture and took it a step further by climbing up onto my bed and crawling across it swaying my ass slightly as I went before I crawling beneath the blankets to get warm. I was freezing and wanted him to warm me up. My head barely hit the pillow and he was already dangerously close to me.

Finally he kissed me then pushed me on my back as he leaned his strong body over my chest effectively pinning me to the bed. He deepened the kiss quickly and I let out a moan.

Then he abruptly stopped. “Sorry, I couldn’t hold back any longer.”

“I wasn’t complaining”

“I thought we we’re going for PG-13”

“If we keep this up we may have to change that rating to 14A or maybe R”

His mouth came crashing back to mine and he changed his position so he was now nestled between my legs. We made out like horny teenagers touching, groping, grinding but never crossed the line. However, I did lose my shirt.

We lay tangled in each others limbs and he starts playing with my hair. His warm skin felt good against mine. His body felt strong and welcoming. I was comfortable with Joffrey here in my bed, comfortable not speaking just lying together.

He breaks the silence “I know this is none of my business but this place is huge, how do you manage to pay for all this on your own?”

“Long story short, when I was young my Grama passed away and I inherited some money from her. In college, I worked hard, saved my money and paid for school by working as cocktail waitress at the campus pub. I saved nearly every penny I ever made there. When it came time to buy a place of my own, I got really lucky. This place was a fore closure and I scooped it up for half of what it’s actually worth. So, I guess you could say it kind of just fell in my lap.”

“I’m sorry about your Grama” Joff said sincerely, pulling me even tighter towards him.

“Thank you” I answered, then changed the subject back to him, I really didn’t want to ruin my time with him thinking of something that made me sad. Thankfully he is bright and got the hint; we didn’t mention it again.

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We talked a little more in depth then we did that first night together. She talked about some tough stuff from her past. After that all I wanted to do was to make sure I was never the source to make her sad like that.

She was pretty comical, I felt like myself around her. We talked about the most random topics, like how when Michele was young she wanted to be a dentist but that bad breath made her sick. I make a mental note to always have gum or something handy when she’s a round. She was comfortable in her own skin and wasn’t afraid to make fun of herself or tell me something embarrassing. Most girls NEVER admit when they are the brunt of the joke, but here she was retelling me stories and laughing along with the punch line. She was so beautiful like this, natural without a care in the world, not caring who I was or trying to impress me.

“Why do you live in such a huge place by yourself?” I asked her out of sheer curiosity.

She looked me straight in the eyes with a blank look on her face when she answered. “I don’t live alone, I live with my boyfriend. He’ll be home any minute. He’s looking forward to meeting you; he says he’s a real fan of yours.” What the fuck? Did I really just hear that? I start to get up, I don’t know what this chick is into but I’m not down with it.

She grabs my hand to stop me a huge smile lights up her whole face.

“What are you smiling at?” I ask her incredulously. She looks so amused right now and I’m absolutely furious over this news. My heart is in my throat; half because I’m devastated that this girl would bring me here, do this to me and belong to someone else. The other half because I think some guys is going to come home and catch me in bed with his girl. Not the kind of hassle you want when you’re new to a city and word definitely travels fast around here.

“I’m joking silly! I live with a roommate, Jenn, from the other night!” She was dying laughing.

“Are you kidding me right now?..... Are you trying to give me a heart attack???”

“You should have seen the look on your face…priceless”

“You think your funny little girl? You’re gonna get it” With that I jumped back in bed and right on top of her. This time she was going to pay by me having my way with her. I pinned her to the bed and she was laughing and trying to fend off my advances with no prevail. I grabbed her wrists and pinned the above her head. She was breathing heavy, her chests heaving up and down with each breathe, and then she smiled at me “Is that all you got, Hot Shot?”

With that I took her wrists in my one hand and kissed her hard. My hand traveled down between her legs and I pulled her panties to the side and plunged my fingers deep inside her wetness. She writhed beneath and pressed her body up against my hand and broke away from the kiss. “Joffrey, I want you inside of me.” I was more than willing to accommodate her request.

Michele felt even better this time around. Maybe it was because I wasn’t drunk and could perform with more coordination, but as I slide inside of her, I felt my mind scrambling and erasing the world around me. Her body was welcoming as I pushed in as far as I could go. As I pulled out, she didn’t want me to leave, sucking and pulling at me; her body begging me to stay and come back in again. I decided that this wouldn’t be rushed, I would take my time to soberly discover her body. I change the rhythm and the swing of my hips, if I wanted to be with this girl I needed to memorize what she wanted, how she likes it. Her moaning was intensifying and she started to me hammer up against me. I quickened my pace, feeling her start to tighten. I felt like I was pounding her into the bed as I felt her come undone in my arms. The sound of my name on her lips was all it took and I let go collapsing on top of her in a heap of sheer exhaustion. The sex was mind blowing; I thought for sure my body was humming after I came. After a few minutes I slide off of her pulling her with me and placing her body against mine. We shared a few soft kisses before I fell asleep with her head on my chest and our bodies wrapped around each other.

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“Michele wake up you lazy thing you”

I was abruptly pulled out of my sleep and my heart was pounding. I heard the door swing open and I sat up and looked at the source of this loudness so early in the morning.

Jenn stopped dead in her tracks as she looked at me. I placed my finger over my lips to indicate that she needed to be quite and not wake up the sleeping beauty beside me.

“Sorry “she whispered “I didn’t realize she had company, I’ll leave you two alone” and with that she backed out of the room quieter than a mouse and shut the door.

I lay back down and spoon Michele. She wiggles against me looking for warmth and I fall back asleep to the sweet smell of her hair and her body molded to mine. A few hours later I awoke to the bed shifting as Michele crawled back into bed. I smiled at her as she faced me and pulled the blanket up around her shoulders and entwined her legs with mine.

“Sorry to wake you” she said before placing her lips gently to mine. “What time is it?” “8:30” She answers with a yawn. “Can we sleep some more? It’s rare that I can sleep in.” She smiles at me and I can see the sleepiness in her eyes. “I’m too comfortable to wake up yet” I kiss her lips and she snuggles up against me again and again I’m out in seconds.

I awake to an unbelievable sensation run through my body. It’s such a realistic heat that for a second I think I’m having a wet dream. I open my eyes to see that it is in fact not a wet dream at all, but a fantasy coming true; I’m looking at Michele on all fours giving me head. I want to wake up like this every day. She is painstakingly slow and I want to come right now between her slow, supple lips.

I put my hands in her hair and she looks up at me with those big beautiful blue eyes of hers. “What are you doing?”

“Wishing you a good morning” So much for 14A I think to myself.

“What about 14A?”

“I’m feeling a little more 18A this morning” She gives me this sly eyebrow raise and I guide her up toward me. We end up having sex and lying in bed all day.