Sexy Love

by Michelle Leyland

  “Thanks. I was so nervous, especially with the flip at the end. I was scared I’d get it wrong and fall into the audience.”

  “I bet they would have liked that,” I say, remembering how much all the guys liked her.

  She snuggles up to me and runs her fingers over my chest, “thanks for coming to watch me. I know how tired you are.”

  “It’s cool, I didn’t want to miss it,” I say and lean in to kiss her.

  I love that she’s still wearing her crop top and my hands explore her waist as we start to passionately kiss. I lift her up onto the dressing table and sit her on the edge. Her legs are still hanging down but I go in between them so our bodies can be close and kiss her more deeply.

  She does that sexy sigh she always does when our kissing gets too good and that turns me on so much. However, she pulls away from me a little before I can get even further.

  “I should be getting changed,” she says. “Phoebe will need this room soon.”

  I’m disappointed that we had to stop but I can’t help feeling more excited for the ‘getting changed’ part.

  “Go outside,” she says, seeing my grin.

  I reluctantly go out, but as I stand there I can’t help feeling hard just thinking about what’s happening at the other side of the door.

  Chapter 10

  The next evening, Starlet and I head out for our mission together. She looks really sexy in a super-agent kind of way, wearing the clothes she promised to have on. She’s wearing a tight vest top under her bullet proof jacket, black jeans and black trainers. She hides inside a black hoodie too, but even in that she looks hot. I just want to rip off that outfit right now and have sex with her.

  It’s a big adrenaline rush to go out on a mission; breaking into Snider’s building and being chased and nearly shot out by his troops.

  Once we get back to her flat I can’t resist her any longer. I’m all over her, kissing her passionately and holding her close. We take off our hoodies and bullet proof jackets and start to kiss again, falling onto her sofa and continuing our make out session. She’s an amazing kisser and I can’t get enough of feeling her lips move against mine.

  After a long kissing session, my lips work down to her neck and I kiss it gently, loving the smooth feel of her skin. She actually moans a little, turned on by it, and I kiss her even more before giving her a love bite. It feels so good to bite and suck at the right side of her neck, but I try not to make it hurt. I can hear her enjoying it too, breathing hard, and that makes me want to give her love bites all over.

  She kisses me passionately once I’ve pulled away from her neck and we stay entwined together for a while. I stroke her hair and stare into her eyes, feeling so in love with her. She stares back into mine too, looking at me like I’m the most special guy in the world.

  I’m about to make a move but then she starts to say something.

  “It’s getting late,” she tells me regrettably and I stop.

  We both notice that’s it’s now two o’clock in the morning and we have to be up in five hours’ time for work.

  “I really don’t want you to go, but we should really be getting some sleep,” she says sadly.

  I sigh in disappointment, wishing I could stay too, “it’s okay. I guess we do have to be up early.”

  However, right now I don’t care about work or getting sleep, I just want to be with her all night long; but instead I grab my hoodie and bullet proof jacket and head for the door.

  We spend another fifteen minutes at the doorway kissing and hugging goodbye and I then I walk back to my flat, feeling really happy and teased at the same time.

  Chapter 11

  Mick and I have to work on Saturday night and I’m gutted because it means I’ll miss Starlet’s dance show. We’re pretty busy and I hope we can get it all finished so we can finally hit some bars. However, our plans are soon forgotten when we hear a commotion outside.

  “Star’s in danger! We need back-up now!” Bryan shouts.

  My heart stops at hearing her name and anxiety rushes through me at knowing she’s in trouble. I’m confused, wondering what has happened, because she should be at Indigo Bar right now.

  I run over to Bryan, ditching my work immediately, “Where is she? Are you tracking her?”

  “She’s moving,” he answers, watching the screen. “It looks like she’s heading for the city police station so maybe they’ve got her in one of the police cars.”

  “I’ll go get her,” I say determinedly.

  Carl must have heard the commotion too and come over, because he holds me back before I can go.

  “Rickie, it’s too dangerous to go alone,” he warns me. “Once she’s at the station they’ll be several police officers there. Plus this whole thing might be a trap to lure some of us there.”

  “I don’t care!” I say angrily. “If Star needs me then I’m going.”

  Carl sighs, “Just be patient and wait. We’ll make up a plan and get another freedom fighter to go with you.”

  “There’s no time!” I insist. “What if Snider kills her?”

  “I’ll go with him,” Mick volunteers, appearing at my side. “We should be fine just two of us.”

  I don’t wait around for Carl to accept, although I’m sure he’ll be okay with it. I just run out to the car park to find Mick’s car. He follows me and jumps into the driver’s seat, clicking his belt on fast before starting the engine. I don’t even need to give him directions there. We’ve rescued so many innocent people from the police station that it’s pretty much routine by now.

  Mick parks up in the back alleyway so they won’t see us.

  “I’ll go inside and break her out. I’ll call for back-up if I need it, okay?” I say, unclick my belt and jump out of the car with my sleeping-dart gun ready.

  “I’ll keep the car running,” he tells me before I slam the door shut.

  I rush over to the building, climb up the fire escape and kick through a window on the second floor. The glass shatters to the floor and as I climb in a few police officers have been alerted and look towards me. I shoot some with the sleeping darts and then fight two until they’re unconscious on the floor with the rest.

  I scan the prison doors to see which one she might be in and notice that luckily there is only one that is closed and locked. I get to work, picking the lock until it clicks open.

  I look inside to see Starlet staring up at me in surprise, sat on the floor with her back against the wall.

  “Rickie!” she jumps up and rushes over.

  I put my arms around her and hold her close, feeling relieved that she’s safe and unharmed.

  “You shouldn’t be here,” she says, sounding worried as she buries her head into my chest. “Snider wanted to keep me here so he’d hopefully catch you and the others.”

  “I know,” I reassure her, “but there’s no way I could let them kill you, Star. I had to come and rescue you.”

  “But he’s ordered more police officers to come over, how did you get in?” she asks, puzzled.

  I grin, “The extra police haven’t arrived yet and I always have ways of getting in.”

  We run along the corridor together and I see five police cars pull up outside. I quickly lead her towards the smashed window and we get out onto the fire escape.

  Once we’re down we both jump into the car where Mick is waiting.

  “Hi Star, glad you’re okay,” he says, giving her a smile over the front seat. “Good work Rickie, let’s get out of here before we’re spotted.”

  Chapter 12

  Starlet’s best friend called Sarah, the one with purple hair, runs over to her as soon as we get back. She asks if Starlet is okay and looks sick with worry. Starlet reassures her that she’s fine, but Sarah starts asking questions about what happened. Carl arrives and interrupts them.

  “Starlet, can you see me in my office?” he says and I feel nervous knowing she’s in trouble.

  Starlet looks anxious too, realizing it’s serious, so
I go beside her.

  “Don’t worry, everything’s fine. I’ll come in with you.”

  “You didn’t need to come in, Rickie,” Carl tells me as we go into his office together.

  “I do bro, there’s something you need to know before you talk to Star. It’s my fault they know Star’s identity as a freedom fighter.”

  Carl and Starlet both look at me in total surprise.

  “I let her come on a mission,” I explain, feeling guilty. “They must have seen her with me and somehow found out who she was.”

  “When was this mission?” Carl is already annoyed because he knows he didn’t accept for her to go and I should have asked him, since he’s our leader.

  “She helped me break into Snider’s building to destroy the microchips. I know I shouldn’t have taken her with me but I thought it would be cool for her to get some experience.”

  “She could have been caught.”

  “I was looking after her; I wouldn’t have let them arrest her,” I insist. “I’m sorry bro, I didn’t think this would happen.”

  Starlet squeezes my hand reassuringly, telling me that she’s not mad at this being my fault. I smile at her a little.

  Carl questions her for a while, making sure she hasn’t told them information. I can’t help feeling a little annoyed that he’s making sure she’s not a traitor, even though I understand it’s procedure. I know Starlet would never betray us, especially when the other side is responsible for her parents’ death.

  Starlet tells him that they know that we’re responsible for one of the break-ins we did on a mission and that they have CCTV images of her and me. I feel even guiltier, realizing I was right and knowing it would have been easy for them to track her down with a photo and her dance posters displayed around the city. The posters would have given them the times, dates and locations to find her, so she was pretty much sitting bait for them.

  “Unfortunately now your freedom fighter identity is known the police will be on lookout for you,” Carl tells her seriously. “You’ll probably be registered as a criminal to the government in their records. You’ll need to remain unseen once you’re outside this building, if you’re spotted you’ll have police trying to arrest you. It’s a dangerous matter being a wanted criminal in this city.”

  “I know, Rickie warned me,” she replies, remembering what I told her the night of our second date after we were chased.

  I put my arm around her, feeling sympathetic. I hate that the corrupt police will be after Starlet now too and I want to keep her safe. I couldn’t bear it if she got arrested again.

  “It’ll be okay, Star, I promise,” I tell her softly.

  “What about the dance shows?” she asks Carl, looking devastated at knowing that she’ll probably lose them.

  “I’m sorry Star, but you can no longer do any public dance shows. It’s too risky,” he answers.

  I feel so guilty hearing this. Starlet loves dancing, it’s her dream to do shows and raise money for the people running sanctuary, who looked after her since she was a baby. She looks so upset now it’s all over and I feel bad for her. I squeeze her hand, wishing I could fix it somehow and make everything better again.

  Carl seems to want to make it right too and suggests maybe he can set up a few private shows for her in our secret hide outs, rather than having them in public.

  She smiles happily at the idea, “thanks Carl.”

  When we leave the office, I turn to her and start to apologize, “Star, I’m really sorry. If I’d known this would happen I would have never let you go on the mission with me.”

  “It’s okay. I’m always at risk of getting found out anyway, it could have happened on any of my future missions.”

  “I know, but I really care about you. When I found out you were in trouble, I nearly went crazy with being so worried. I would have gone to be executed myself rather than let them kill you.”

  We stare into each other’s eyes, all sorts of emotions running through me.

  “You’re not just another girlfriend to me,” I find myself telling her, my heart pounding with nerves. “You’re really special and our relationship really means something. I think it can last and maybe go onto something more…”

  I feel shocked at what just came out of my mouth. Why am I telling her my secret thoughts? I shouldn’t be saying that maybe we will get married in the future because she already feels like ‘The One’. We haven’t even been together that long.

  My heart is beating like crazy and I can hardly breathe. She’s sure to get freaked by this. She’ll think I’m going way too forward and dump me…

  I notice she’s not looking scared or anxious so far, she’s just staring into my eyes looking touched.

  “I love you, Star,” I finally tell her.

  I know I’m really scared of finally saying the L word to her, but I want her to know that she means so much to me and I couldn’t bear to lose her. I’m not expecting her to say it back, because falling madly in love with someone is a huge thing and we’re only just getting to know each other. I can’t help hoping that maybe she will though.

  “I love you too, Rickie,” she tells me shyly.

  I feel breathless when I hear her say that and stare at her in surprise.

  “And I feel the same,” she continues. “When I was in that prison cell I was more worried about you getting caught than being taken off to be executed.”

  I smile, feeling warm inside that she cares so much, “thanks. That shows how much we mean to each other.”

  I put my hands on her waist and kiss her lips as we begin a long romantic snog. My heart is still beating fast and I love being able to hold her close and feel her lips on mine again.

  When we finish, she seems a little stunned and dizzy, so I keep hold of her waist and smile down at her. Everything else has faded away and the only thing I can see and think about is her. We’re lost in the moment together, in a world of our own.

  “I hate to interrupt but you two are blocking my office doorway,” I hear Carl say.

  We part from each other sheepishly. I’m expecting Carl to be annoyed with us and remind me that I’m acting unprofessionally during work hours, but luckily he doesn’t start a lecture.

  I’m relieved to see a little smirk and know he’s just joking around, pretending to be annoyed and making us feel embarrassed. I’m glad he understands that I’m not trying to cross the line; I’m just so relieved that Starlet is back safe.

  I still can’t believe I’ve said all that slushy stuff, and to make it worse I did it right in front of my older brother. I cringe with embarrassment, wishing I had waited until we were alone together.

  Starlet is looking shy about the whole scene, so I grin at her and take her hand so we can quickly make an exit and be alone.

  Chapter 13

  We head back to my flat to hang out for a while and end up making out passionately on my bed. I’m already turned on with how sexy it is rescuing her from the police and the big adrenaline rush of doing it.

  I start to lift up her top, ready to take it off, but she pushes it back down quickly and moves away from me a little, looking nervous.

  “What’s up?” I ask feeling puzzled.

  “Rickie, I don’t want to have sex,” she tells me.

  I feel stung with rejection. I thought she liked me and we were enjoying turning each other on, so I’m confused.

  “I thought that’s where this was leading,” I say. “You seemed into it.”

  “I was but…” she avoids my gaze, sounding anxious. “It’s just…I’ve never done it before.”

  I feel surprised, “oh,” I rake my fingers through my hair, getting over the shock of her announcement. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know…I just assumed you had.”

  I feel like an idiot. She’s only sixteen, so what did I expect? I guess because she’s pretty I thought one of her previous boyfriends would have already had sex with her.

  “I haven’t had a boyfriend for two years so I’ve never g
one all the way,” she admits, a little embarrassed. “There were only a few teenagers at Sanctuary with me so it didn’t give me much chance of a love life.”

  I think how awful it would be stuck in one place and unable to go out and meet other people. Poor Starlet had been there with only a very small selection of boys, while I’ve been able to hit the city and meet as many hot girls as I wanted.

  “I should have asked about it,” I say, feeling guilty. “I guess you want your first time to be special?”

  “Yeah, it’s a big thing for me,” she agrees. “I’m just not ready for it yet. It’s kinda scary thinking of doing it to be honest.”

  “It’s okay, I get it,” I say, wanting her to know I understand. “So, would you want your first time to be with me?”

  My heart is beating with nerves and I’m nervous about getting rejected again.

  “Yeah, I do,” she replies blushing. “I’ve always wanted it to be with someone special who loved me...and now I know you do.”

  I feel relieved and smile, feeling happy, “I’m kinda touched that you want me to be your first. I just really wish you had been mine too.”

  I feel guilty as I look at her and see a flicker of disappointment in her eyes at me revealing that I’ve already had sex with someone.

  “I was hoping you might not have,” she says honestly, “but I knew there were probably other girlfriends before me.”

  “I’m sorry,” I say, feeling a little sad.

  “It’s fine, you were allowed to do whatever you wanted in the past,” she says. “How many girls have you slept with?”

  I can tell she’s anxious about what I’m going to say.

  “Just one when I was sixteen,” I answer. “I’d been with her longer than any other girlfriend so I thought it was the right time.”

  I feel bad knowing I could have waiting for someone special, like Starlet. Maybe then Starlet and I could have had our first time together and it would have been perfect.

  However, instead I had thrown it away on Nicola, a girl I only thought I was in love with and ended up losing her after six months. My job was getting in the way, as usual, so she eventually got sick of it and asked me to choose between her and my job.