couldn’t process everything that was happening all around me. It
was as if I was having an out of body experience. My mind wasn’t processing what
I heard her say, as fast as I would have liked. I stood up and walked over to
the fireplace. Just thinking to myself, I stood there for a few seconds
wondering what she was implying for me. I turned when I heard the clicks of heels
coming up behind me. I think I may have frozen when I felt the tip of one
finger stroll up and down my spine. I swallowed the saliva that was building in
my mouth.
“Bella
Rosa, do you understand what I am telling you? I want you. I want you more than
I have ever wanted any other woman.”
I was
too frightened to turn around. The saliva that had been building in my mouth
was now a lump in my throat.
“You
want to fuck me?” I asked, nervously.
“Yes I
do, not for the reasons that you think.” While still rubbing my back she kissed
the left side of my neck. “I want to fuck you in order to teach you.” She
kissed the center of my neck. “I want to fuck you to please you.” She kissed
the right side. “I want to fuck you to taste you.” She whispered in my ear. “More
than anything, I want to fuck you…to make you.”
I closed
my eyes, trying to soak in her words.
“Make me
what?” I managed to ask.
Moving
her fingers from my back, she cupped my chin, beckoning me to turn towards her.
I did. She looked deep into my eyes and spoke with more conviction than I had
ever witnessed.
“I want
to make you a VIP.”
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Allie
and I, broke up shortly after the school year ended. We both agreed that we
didn’t want to start our senior year with anything holding us back, when it
came down to deciding what colleges we would attend. It wasn’t a hard decision.
I was far from devastated. Olivia and I still remained more distant. I didn’t
see her often and when I did it was brief.
I saw
her washing her mom’s car when I was jogging down her street one afternoon, it
wasn’t a coincidence. I would run down their street often, just in case I could
get the opportunity to talk to her.
My eyes
gazed over to her short gray cotton shorts and white t-shirt that she had tied
to show off her midriff. She saw me, and stopped spraying the car with the
hose.
“That’s
nice of you to be washing your mom’s car.”
“Yeah…it’s
going to be mine, when I turn sixteen.”
“Really?
Julia hadn’t told me.”
“We
discussed it last night. They’re going to get her a new car. I didn’t care about
even having one, but they insisted I needed something.” She said, as she
nervously played with the nob of the hose.
“I bet
Julia’s excited about that.”
“You
know Julia, she loves buying anything” she chuckled, “they all just left to go
browse around for one.”
“How
have you been?” I asked, while walking over to her to grab the hose.
“I’m
good.” She replied, watching me hose off the soapsuds off the car.
“You
don’t have to do that.”
“I know.
I want to.” I stated.
I was
trying to distract myself from having an argument. It seemed like every time we
were alone lately we fought. I just wanted to be around my best friend. I
couldn’t even explain how much I missed her.
“Julia
told me you and Allie broke up?” She admitted.
“Mmm
hmm.”
“Why
didn’t you tell me?”
“I
haven’t really gotten the opportunity to. You haven’t really been accessible,
you know with avoiding me and all.” I smirked, as I glanced up at her.
She
cocked her head to the side and put her hands on her hips, “here I thought you
were the one that was avoiding me. Thanks for clarifying that up, Sebby.” She
teased.
I
noticed that she had called me Sebby. I missed hearing that name from her lips.
I didn’t want our flirty banter to stop. Before I even realized what I was
doing, I squeezed the trigger of the hose and misted her face with water.
She
gasped in surprise, and quickly ran to the
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