by Sam Crescent
She perked up. “Yeah, I’d like that. Seriously, you don’t need to worry about me. I can fend for myself.”
“How is school?” he asked. Bill, her father, took a seat at the counter, and accepted a glass of juice.
“It’s going great. I’ve got this project in English to finish up.” She finished her toast, dusted off her hands, and walked around to her father, kissing his cheek. Next, she kissed her mother before she left the house.
Once she was safely outside of the house, she let out a breath, pleased that she’d been able to escape.
There was no way in hell she was going to the country club.
Several of the girls from school went there, including Kim, and she knew her friend hated going there. Fortunately, Kim’s mother never made her.
She started walking toward Noah’s house.
Her cell phone binged, and she grabbed it out of her pocket.
Kim: What u doin today?
Elsa: Not a lot. Busy right now, homework. C u l8r?
Kim: Sure.
While she had her cell in her hand, she sent a quick text to Noah letting him know she was on her way.
Noah: Cool, c u soon. I’m timing.
Picking up her pace, she made her way toward Noah’s, and was knocking on the door. She noticed two cars in the driveway. Neither one of them was Noah’s.
He opened the door, holding his watch up. “Impeccable timing.”
“How long?”
“Ten minutes.”
“I wonder if I can get that down.” She entered his home, which was similar to her parents’ in size.
“My mom and dad are home. Don’t worry, they’re outside having breakfast.”
“Noah, show off your little friend,” a feminine voice said.
“Ugh, that’s my mom.”
Elsa smiled. “Parents!” She shrugged, trying to pretend she wasn’t nervous when the truth was, she was as nervous as hell.
He held her arm and led her down a long corridor toward the back room.
“If I don’t do this, they’re only going to keep on nagging, and they will find a reason to embarrass me.”
“I’d rather like to see you all embarrassed. It could be cute.”
Noah raised his brow, and she was struck again by how handsome he was. This had been happening to her quite often, and it had only been a week. When she saw him at school, during their training together, she noticed little things. The twinkle in his eyes when he was teasing her, the way he stood too close to her. All of them had become something that she really enjoyed when she was in his company.
They entered a large garden with a patio area that led down to a pool.
On two chaise lounges lay his parents. His mother sat up and pushed her sunglasses up on top of her head. She was so breathtakingly beautiful.
“Hello, I didn’t know it was a girl.”
“I told you I was working on a history paper.”
“Hello, Mrs. Stewart,” Elsa said.
“Hello, dear, I don’t know your name as Noah failed to mention it.”
“It’s Elsa, Mom.”
His father turned around, and Elsa tensed up. Wow, she was being faced with a plastic surgeon and a model. This had to be one of the worst moments of her life.
“It’s nice to meet you both.”
“Tell me, Elsa, what do your parents do?” his father asked.
“Er, okay, my father is a defense lawyer, Bill Quinn.”
“I’ve heard of him.”
“My mom doesn’t have a job. She looks after us.”
“Is your mom’s name Lorna?”
“Yes.”
“I’ve met her. She’s a charming woman,” his mother said.
Elsa simply smiled.
“We’re going to go and work on that paper.”
“What is it about?” his father asked.
“The plague.”
“World War Two.”
They both answered something different.
“I see,” his father said.
“Leave them. They clearly know what they’re doing,” his mother said.
“Let’s go.” Noah took the lead once again but his father called his name. “What, Dad?”
“Bag it, will you.”
Elsa’s cheeks went a bright red, and Noah released a groan.
“So fucking embarrassing. They’re not like that around anyone else.”
“What were they like around Jessica?” Elsa asked.
He grunted. “They hated her, and gave her such a hard time. My parents are very intelligent, so when they don’t like someone, or want to see how good they are, they ask stupid questions, or at least, intelligent ones. Jessica failed.”
“Well, she’s only known for her athletic ability.” And for her ability to suck and fuck. Elsa was a virgin, but she knew a great deal of rumors, and had heard a lot of people talk. She was a virgin that knew what everything was called, and knew what to do. It was simply down to the physical, which she hadn’t done.
“Come on, Jessica is known for a lot more, and I bet it’s all true.”
“You broke up with her for cheating on you. Did it make you sad?”
“You’d think it would, but it didn’t. I was pissed more than anything else. I knew it was going to be a big deal at school, do the rounds of Jessica cheating on me. There was even some kind of bet on if I was going to put the guy in the hospital.”
“Didn’t you like her?” Elsa asked, switching her bag onto another shoulder.
“Not really. She talked a whole lot, and she did a lot of screaming. To be honest, I was only interested in the sex. I didn’t have to work hard to get any.”
She wrinkled her nose.
“Shit, sorry, I forgot you don’t like sex.”
Holding up her hand, she shook her head. “Don’t worry about it. I’ve never done it. It’s completely different from actually not liking it. I don’t yet know if I like it.”
“Oh.”
“This is getting a little uncomfortable.”
“Thankfully for us, we are at my room.” He opened the door, and she stepped inside. Noah took her bag from her and threw it onto his bed.
“Just so you know I told my parents that we were working on an English paper.”
“We have English together.”
“Cool, that works then. We can make something up.” She looked around the room, noticing the different exercise equipment again. Nothing had changed since her visit here last. “So, pictures. How do you want to work this?”
“I’ve got some workout gear that I bought for you. I want you to try it on, and then we can take pictures. It has to be similar to what we see in magazines. A before and after shot.”
“Okey-dokey.” He handed her some clothes, and she glanced around the room. “Where do you want me?”
“I’ve got a bathroom.”
She followed behind him, liking the look of his butt.
Get over yourself.
Nothing is going to happen here, nothing will ever happen here.
He opened the door, and she stepped into a small en-suite bathroom.
Elsa closed the door, and stripped down to her underwear. Grabbing the workout gear, she tugged on the running shorts, followed by the sports bra. Next, she put on the sneakers, and stared in the mirror.
She groaned.
Everything was there, it was visible.
He saw you last week.
Not only had he seen her, he’d also done some touching as well.
Dropping her head into her hands, she shook herself, trying to bring some focus to her life.
“This sucks.”
“Is everything okay in there?”
“Yeah, it’s fine,” she said, calling out louder for him to here. “I’m just wishing I didn’t eat lots of ice-cream and pies.” The last bit she said quietly.
Opening the door partially, she stared out at him. “I’m not sure about this.”
“Why?”
“I look horri
ble.”
“Have some trust. I’ve proven myself, and look.” He handed her a piece of paper. “It’s all above board. I’m not lying to you.”
She took the college advisor’s letter, and read through it. Based on what Noah had discussed, there were several key points that he could improve on. One of them was creating this assignment, providing he could get someone to agree.
“Okay, I get it.”
“I won’t laugh, I won’t mock. Trust me, Elsa. I won’t let you down.”
She was seeing that.
****
Noah had to put on a long shirt to hide the length of his cock pressing against his damn pants. What was it about Elsa? He was asking that of himself a lot lately, and she was driving him crazy, completely and totally crazy. He didn’t understand this hold she had over him.
Well, it wasn’t a hold.
She turned him on.
He liked spending time with her, and yesterday, he’d hated separating from her. The brief interaction with his parents, he knew they liked her, which was a big step. His mother had voiced her dislike of Jessica so many times. In the end, he’d been blunt with his father, and asked him for help.
His mother stopped commenting on Jessica, and blanked her whenever she was around.
Elsa opened the door, and her hands crossed in front of her over her stomach. He’d gone out, and bought clothes to fit her size, and yeah, the clothes highlighted her curves.
“What’s the problem?” he asked.
“Everything is on display.” She opened her arms. “Look. My belly, it’s not flat, and you can’t see my hipbones. Aren’t hipbones supposed to be sexy as hell?” Next she lifted her tits, and he watched them bounce. “They’re too big.”
They’re just right, baby.
“And my ass.” She turned and bent over. “Look, it is huge.”
His cock pulsed, and he stepped back, hoping he wasn’t tenting his pants. Damn, he was fucking hot and ready for her. “You look fine.” Sexy, hot, and I want to fuck you so hard that I stop you looking at every other guy.
“I’m never wearing this stuff again.”
Stepping forward, he took her hands, and urged her out of the bathroom. “You’re beautiful.”
“Stop.”
“No, I’m not going to stop. You look beautiful, and here, this doesn’t matter to me.”
“Are you some kind of chubby chaser?”
“Shut up, Elsa.” He placed her in front of the only wall in his room that was plain white. “Now, I’m going to take a series of shots, and you’re going to be happy, and enthusiastic, and not look like I’m the one who forced you to do this. It’s all in the body. Now, hands on hips.”
He pulled out his digital camera, and held it up, seeing her on the screen. Zooming in, he cut her head from the shot, and started to take different shots of her body. “Turn to the left.” A couple more shots. “Then turn to the right.” He pressed the button.
Once he was done with all the necessary shots, he didn’t want to call a stop to it.
“Pull a funny face for me,” he said.
“What? Why?”
“For some fun. You looked like I was torturing you, now show me I wasn’t, and let’s have some fun.”
“None of these will be for your paper?”
“None.”
Hands on hips, she stuck her tongue out, and crossed her eyes. Noah laughed. She rushed toward him. “Come on, now you.”
She took the camera from him, and he pulled the same face as she had, only he flexed his muscles.
“Ohh, sexy, give me that body builder’s, come hither look.”
Several more shots, and he took the camera. “Show us that nerd come hither look.”
She pouted for him and leaned forward.
Fuck, she was so damn hot, and she didn’t even know it. He loved that about her, how natural she was.
“Oh, some selfies, come on.” They stood together, and she held the camera up. Of course that didn’t go far enough, and he took the camera, holding it up a little further. He wrapped a hand around her waist and pulled her up against him, trying his hardest not to spoil the moment, or show that he was enjoying her being close to him.
They collapsed onto the bed, and still holding the camera, they laughed and giggled. He must have shot over a hundred pictures, but it was a lot of fun.
Together, they lay on his bed, and he enjoyed the feel of her against him.
“That was fun. Thank you for making it up to me.” She looked up at him, and smiled. Without thinking, he leaned down, and pressed his lips against hers.
Elsa jerked back. “What was that?”
“I wanted to give you your first kiss.”
She lifted up, and tucked some hair behind her ear. “I can’t believe you just did that.”
“I’m sorry. It doesn’t have to be weird. It was wrong of me to think you’d want your first kiss to be by me.”
“I’ve not really thought about my first kiss to be honest. It’s not high on my list.”
Noah shrugged. “It’s no big deal.” Her lips had been so soft, and he wanted another taste.
She glanced at his lips before looking back up at him. “It means nothing.”
“Nothing at all,” he said.
“Okay. I’d like to try that again without me being nervous.”
Noah nodded, leaning up on his hands. “Come and kiss me.”
She moved a little closer and leaned in. Her lips touched his, light and soft. He wanted to kiss her some more, but she pulled back and smiled.
“I’ve never done this before,” she said.
“I couldn’t tell.” He tried to lighten the mood.
She groaned and climbed off the bed. “I better go.”
“Wait, Elsa. You don’t have to run off.”
“This is embarrassing. You’re probably used to girls not slobbering all over you, and besides, we’re just friends.” She went to grab her bag, but he held it out of her way, following her back.
With each step he took, she took a step back until she hit the wall.
“Kissing is simple, it’s natural.” He cupped her face, tilting her head back. “Follow my lead, and go with what feels right. Relax, and know it’s me here. Enjoy it.”
He closed the distance, watching as her eyes grew a little wider. “Everything is okay here.”
“I know.”
Pressing his lips against hers, he gave little pecks to her mouth. When her eyes closed, he tilted his head, and sealed his lips over hers, sliding his tongue across them. She gasped, opening up, and he showed her exactly how good it was to be kissed by him. Sinking his fingers into her hair, holding her close, he ravished her mouth.
It started out as just a tester kiss, and now it was something more.
He wanted Elsa with a passion that scared him, yet it excited him all at the same time.
Loving her mouth, he tasted her lips, and savored her.
Finally, when he couldn’t make the excuse of kissing her any longer, he released her, stepping back.
Her lips were red and swollen, and he wanted to do it all over again.
“I just thought you should know what a real kiss was like.”
“That was amazing,” she said. Her cheeks were flushed. “Er, I better go. You know.”
“Wait, we haven’t done your measurements yet,” he said.
“Yeah, crap.”
“Elsa, this doesn’t have to be weird between us.”
She frowned, looking doubtful. “Are you sure? I mean, we just kissed.”
“I’m not feeling weird.” Other than wanting to bend you over my bed, and fuck you. He didn’t know where these possessive feelings were coming from, but he couldn’t ignore them.
“You’re not?”
“Nope. We kissed, and I’m hoping you enjoyed it.”
She touched her lips, and nodded. “It was nice.”
Victory.
He hoped she thought about him every time she touched her lips
.
“If you ever want to make out, fumble, or anything, let me know.”
“Fumble?”
“Yeah, let’s pretend I didn’t say that.”
“Can we keep it strictly private friends where you’re helping me?”
“Sure.”
He was disappointed, but he hoped in time, and some pesky little tricks he had, he was going to win her over. What did he have to lose?
Chapter Six
One month later
“Is your mom still bugging you about that country club prom thing?” Kim asked.
Elsa was having a sleepover with her friend, and they had both opted for Kim’s house.
“Yes. It’s some kind of dance that shows off people’s kids.”
“It’s horrible, but I’ve agreed to go,” Kim said.
Elsa glanced up from her homework, in shock. “Really?”
“Yeah, it could be fun. We get to dance with some guys, and eat something nice. I’ll be there, you’ll be there, it’ll be fun. We’ll make it fun.”
She laughed. “We’ll make it fun?”
“If it’s not fun, we can always behave like the worst daughters in the world, and we’ll never get invited again. It’s a win-win, either way. Do you want to see the dress?”
“Sure, why not.”
Putting her paper down, Elsa stood up going toward her friend’s clothing closet. Like hers, it was large, and filled with items their mothers had purchased for them.
It was right in the back, covered with a protective bag. Kim brought it out and unzipped it. The pale pink dress was beautiful. It had a long skirt and small straps for the arms.
“Would you like to see it on?”
“It fits?”
“There’s a first for everything in my world. Mom made sure to get my measurements.” Kim removed her clothes and stepped inside. Elsa helped her with the zipper in the back. Moving in front of the mirror, Elsa loved it.
“You look beautiful.”
“Mom thinks if I have my hair up like this, with some butterfly pins—what do you think?”
“Dreamy. Do you hope to meet your dream guy?”
“No. I’ve got way too many plans before I think of falling for a guy.” Kim gave a little twirl. “A girl can still dream of the guy who’ll sweep her off her feet, and offer her some loving.”