by Karla Luna
I quietly snuck inside, even though Zavier knew where I was (walking around and thinking by myself, not racing), and went right upstairs. I was hoping my lips weren’t red since Davne decided to have a heavy make-out session before I left. Damn, he was a good kisser. But kissing only had me longing to have one special, particular boy’s lips on mine.
I smiled to myself just as I walked over to Zavier’s door, which was open a few inches. And once I had taken a look inside, my insides started churning delightfully and my hormones were kicking in.
Usually, he would work out down in the basement. Where no one would bother him or get to see him (bummer). But tonight, due to my great luck, he was weight lifting, and he was completely shirtless! He wore a white snapback placed backwards on his head, making me inwardly groan. Who knew he could actually make those look good?
Little beads of sweat were visible in his toned, chiseled torso. His arm muscles flexed every time he brought a weight up to his shoulders, and his six-pack glistened, waiting to be licked. Oh, I needed him. I felt like a slut, going from one guy to another. But one needed my help, and the other was for protection, and it only concerned one particular boy in both of those situations.
No one had any idea just how much I wanted to kiss Zavier and jump right into those sexy arms. I smirked right when I thought of the most perfect idea. This was how you start an amazing kiss because I was no longer waiting. He was mine tonight.
•Zavier•
I took a deep breath as I put down my weights and reached for the towel on my bed, so that I could pat some of the sweat off my body.
It was 8:30pm now and I hadn’t heard from Evelyn, but I knew she could take care of herself. I chuckled. She even took care of me at times because she’s just that great at protecting. Though, at times, I wanted to be her savior, her protector, her…
“Zavier!”
I froze once I heard my name coming in a petrifying scream. Was that…?
“Zavier, come here! Please!”
“Evelyn!?” At that, I dropped all of my things and headed straight toward her room. Luckily, the door was open so I just ran in to see what the problem was while my heart pounded forcefully against my chest. Although, it completely stopped once I took the sight of her. She was standing by her window, looking right at me while biting that cute bottom lip of hers. And dear lord, why did she have to be practically naked right in front of me again!? What was she doing? Because honestly, I don’t think I can possibly control myself this time.
She was freakin’ driving me crazy.
26: His French Kiss
•Zavier•
Look away, look away!
I didn’t even listen to the inner voice in my head as I kept admiring Evelyn’s true beauty. I was looking her over, but hey, I was just making sure she was all right. What was all that screaming about?
“U-um….” I tightly closed my eyes and swallowed hard as I clenched my jaw. Keep cool. Just control it. My fists clenched together so that I could stop myself from running over to her, picking her up, and kissing her soft, sweet lips and then more. “W-what… um, what’s w-wrong?” My stuttering was only there when I was really nervous, so obviously it was terrible right now. Why the hell was she doing this? Did she know how crazy it was making me?
I shyly looked down, hoping she would at least put a freakin’ shirt on. Instead though, she giggled as she started walking closer to me. She had on lacy pink undergarment and her panties were sort of fluffy yet cute, and she even added those cute knee-length socks that honestly drove me to the edge whenever she wore them.
“Come in and close the door,” she said, turning her back to me as I hesitantly followed her orders. “Extra lesson for today.”
Oh my…
She moved over to the window again, and when I didn’t move a single inch from my spot, she raised her eyebrows at me, almost in impatience. She crossed her arms and tapped her foot against the floor.
“Come on, sit on the bed.”
What was she gonna do to me? No, Zavier, don’t overthink things. Just freakin’ breathe and you’ll (hopefully) be all right in the end. You trust her, don’t you?
I ever so slowly walked over to the end of her bed while taking my snapback off and placing it on the floor for now. I still felt uncomfortable since she was basically naked and I had no shirt on. I was completely comfortable with my own body, and by the looks of it, she was, too. But was it really a good idea for us to be like this when we were alone? We were teenagers and we all knew how these things might go. Even with no experience, I had so many thoughts. And that playful little demon on my shoulder was telling me that I should just go over to Evelyn and do things to her that I never would’ve ever imagined doing.
No! Shut up!
I started coughing a bit and breathing heavily. Evelyn looked concerned as she walked over to me, even though she would only make this matter worse for me.
“Hey, it’s okay. Don’t be nervous. This was bound to happen sooner or later.” Wait, what!? “All right, now close your eyes and relax.” I did as I was told almost immediately, and took deep breaths so that I wouldn’t have a stupid panic attack just because of her. I felt even worse when I felt the bed dip and her legs at my sides. Okay, okay, so she was straddling me now. Cool. So cool.
I furiously blushed and slowly opened my eyes to see her body closer than ever to mine. We’ve been close before, sure, but it was nothing quite like this. Our fronts were practically touching and I could feel all of the heat radiating from her wondrous body. Saying I was terrified was pretty much an understatement. What did she expect me to do?
No, there were so many possibilities and one of them… well, I just knew I couldn’t handle that one at all. Why did I agree to this again? Oh yeah, because if Joss or some other girl were to be in this position right now, with me, then it would be extremely awkward. But right now, it was just awkward for me because Evelyn seemed completely calm and casual about it. Of course, she knew how to be with boys. She knew how to play them, and she knew just what to do to get them going. Because she was definitely getting me going.
“Are you all right, teddy bear?”
I can’t even look up at her without freaking out. She grabbed my chin and tried to make me look up at her but I didn’t budge at all. I couldn’t possibly do this. I couldn’t even look at her, much less kiss her or something!
“You know what, let’s just forget about this whole thing and move on…”
“Come on, you gotta get used to a girl’s body, too, teddy.”
I know, but yours is just… God, I couldn’t even put it into words. Artistic, extravagant, engaging, prepossessing… And there were so many more words.
“Well, yeah, b-but I-it’s not like I, not right now, I wasn’t…” I blushed even harder now as I stuttered like the idiot I was. She only giggled and grabbed my hand to help me trace her thigh. “Eve—” I stopped once my breathing hitched.
“Shh… don’t worry. I won’t turn you into a douche player or anything. This is practice for later when you guys really love and get comfortable with each other.” She winked, making the situation all the more better… Not! “The one thing all girls are scared about is rape, too. So, don’t do that. Don’t be a fucking asshole and force yourself on her, you prick.”
That one made me lose it. I laughed as I looked down. She was already calling me names when I hadn’t done anything bad yet. But it just made me amused instead of offended. Though, I knew I would never, in a million years, do anything terrible like that to a precious girl. No girl deserves that. They should be cherished and loved and admired by someone great.
That’s why I felt so bad and hurt when Evelyn told me about her first love. That’s what I was always afraid of. Getting played at or being used. First love should be something amazing and it was terrible for her that she didn’t even believe in it anymore.
“I haven’t even looked at a girl’s body,” I told her. Well, I mean, I have, but not under what little she
’s wearing. “I won’t rape anyone. I promise,” I whispered as I looked into her eyes. I was shaking a bit still, but was getting calmer as she was talking to me. It had been really easy to talk to her and she just soothed me down no matter what.
All the nerves in my body jumped when she bit her lip and put her arms around my neck, snuggling closer to me. I tensed up and looked away again as she reached for my long-ish dark locks with her soft hands. She playfully tugged at it, making me sigh at how good it felt. Then suddenly, she pulled my face close to hers that our noses were practically kissing now.
“Kiss me,” she whispered, already brushing her delicate lips against mine.
My eyes widened at that even though I sort of knew it was bound to happen with her acting this way so suddenly and whatnot. “W-what?”
She playfully rolled her eyes at me. “Come on, we’ve already kissed a couple times before, now let’s do a real kiss.”
“S-so those kisses weren’t real kisses?” What the…
“Nope, they were…” She paused to purse her lips and think of something to compare it to. “They were actually more like pecks on the cheek your grandmother would give you.” Ugh… well when she put it like that… “So? Real kiss, now! French kiss.” Those words put together just had me blushing crazily again and I hated it.
“I-um, n-no, I don’t…”
“You took French, you know what it is,” she joked, “come on, you wanna be the one to kiss Jocey first, right?”
“Y-yeah, I guess...” I also knew most girls waited for the guy to make the first move because that was just slightly more romantic and stuff. So I was willing to do it, but with Evelyn? I had only done the first move once and now it was going to have to be a full-on make-out session. Who knows what could go down while we were at it?
“Then, just do it.”
I sighed. Yes, I was trying to stall for a bit because I just needed time to calm down. This was all happening so very fast. “Fine. But I c-can’t really do it when you’re straddling me,” I suggested. “I mean, aren’t I supposed to come to you?”
She narrowed her eyes at me as if she were being suspicious. What, I wasn’t going to run away or anything. At least, not yet. “Hmm, you’re right. Fine. I’m gonna go stand against that wall, and you just come and kiss me. You’ve read enough books to know how to, right?”
I playfully rolled my eyes and chuckled. She got up from the bed and stood by the wall, giving me enough room to breathe again. I looked her over and bit my lip before slowly getting up and moving closer to her. My heart was going crazy, probably about ready to explode.
Evelyn was just so amazing and gorgeous.
I nervously came closer to her, not breaking our eye contact at all. Once I was standing mere inches away from her, I slipped one hand around her waist and roughly pulled her close to my naked chest. A gasp escaped her lips as her fists came up to my chest. She seemed nervous now too, as she shyly looked up at me. My free hand then came around to rest at the back of her neck. I felt her shiver beneath my touch and I inwardly smiled. I was doing something right, wasn’t I? Then I had to keep it up to show her I do know and that I really was learning from her.
Slowly leaning in, our lips barely brushed together, making it seem like I was teasing her. And after a few seconds, she finally said something in a very hoarse voice, “Just kiss me, Zavier. You can do it.”
That’s when I decided to pull away from her and stand on the wall right next to her, rubbing my forehead in frustration. “I’m sorry,” I whispered to her, hearing her sigh heavily. She sounded angry with me now and I knew exactly why. She did want this but she just wouldn’t admit it.
Well, let’s see just how badly she really, really wanted this.
“It’s fine. You can just go if you need time or whatever.” She started to leave to probably go to her closet and change. But just as she took one step forward, I closed my hand around her tiny wrist, yanked her to me to gently place her back against the wall, and crashed my lips to hers.
It was definitely not going to be just a simple little peck this time.
She lightly moaned when I pressed my body closer to hers and kissed her fully. She was this insanely tough girl, so I’m sure she’s had better kisses than this. But I could certainly try to make it the best one she’ll ever have.
I stopped for a moment, but then started to suck on her bottom lip before slowly inserting my tongue in her mouth so that both our tongues could dance and fight for dominance. I kissed Evelyn with as much passion as I could give her, making sure not to hurt her or make this awkward or gross. Her lips were softer and sweeter now. Tender. I ravished her plump lips with mine and continued to taste her as I felt her lightly tugging at my hair from behind.
Our lips were moving perfectly in sync and it just made me more excited when she cupped my cheeks and deepened our kiss even more. Both my hands moved down to her waist and squeezed, as the kiss turned more eager, filled with such starvation it was making my mind go extremely hazy.
It felt good. No, great! And I honestly was glad that she just gave me my first real kiss. I couldn’t stop kissing her, and I could care less about air right then. All I wanted was to keep on kissing her and touching her. God knew how long I’ve wanted this to happen.
Her moans just made my stomach churn in giddiness as she put the warm palms of her hands down my stomach, grabbing my belt loop to thrust my hips toward hers, and not very gently either. I even felt her pressing her breasts against my chest, knowing just how crazy it was driving me. Whoa, it felt so good!
Groaning, I suddenly lost complete control of myself and forgot all about being nice and good and innocent. Because with her, I knew I was really learning how to live.
Without any hesitation, I placed my hands under her thighs and caught her by surprise when I picked her up so that we could be more incredibly closer. Her thin, silky legs wrapped tightly around my waist as I firmly pressed my body to her. Then, I slowly made my way to her bed and gently placed her down on the soft cushion.
I was hovering over her now, covering her petite body. Even when I didn’t want to, I pulled away from her and just took in every single inch of her beauty. She was gasping, breathing heavily, and her cheeks were rosy as she stared up at me with lustful eyes. She slowly trailed her right leg up my side, so that her knee was touching the spot under my arm. I bit my lip and caressed her leg, trailing my hand up to her hot thigh as she sighed and threw her head back.
Are we doing too much now? Wasn’t this just supposed to be French kissing? Why am I letting this happen? I’ve never done anything like this before!
Oh, what do I care now?
Placing my hands on both of her thighs, I ever so slowly brought them up her adorable panties to grab at her naked hips. I can only stare down at her beautiful tattoos that I’ve wanted to trace with my fingertips, but mostly at her piercings that have been screaming at me ever since I saw them.
Evelyn moaned louder and it echoed throughout the room as I placed my hot mouth over her hip piercing. I sucked on the spot there, feeling her tugging at my hair. I inwardly and smugly smiled but I continued sucking on her skin. Then I went for her cute belly button before going farther and farther up, kissing her whole flat, olive stomach as she arched her back toward me, pleading and wanting more.
My heart was thumping harder and harder as I reached her perfect round breasts. She had her eyes closed and her hands were now lightly scratching at my back. “Don’t stop,” she whispered. “God, Zavier, don’t stop.”
Hearing her plead like that… gosh, the things this girl did to me. She made me want to forget everything and just focus on her. She made me want to turn bad just for her.
Slamming her hands over her head, I placed my mouth back on her skin, but now they’re on her luscious, soft breasts. I touched my tongue slowly over them, and then kissed them, nipping on them ever so gently, feeling her arousal over the little fabric she wore.
I knew I’ve had my arousal alread
y ever since I started kissing her.
After that, I went for her lips again, ravishing them like I had done the first time. I kissed her for what seemed like hours, just hugging her body to mine while she grabbed my wrists and made me grope and squeeze her breasts. But when I felt her grabbing at my belt at some point, we heard the front door opening.
“Kids, I’m home!” Mom yelled out, humor etched in her voice. “You guys better not be doing anything illegal up there!”
I stared down at Evelyn with wide eyes, and then I quickly got up and looked all around for my shirt. But that’s when I realized I came running in here shirtless, so I had no shirt in here at all.
I scratched the back of my neck awkwardly and watched as Evelyn started putting some clothes on.
“Kids, are you here?” I heard my mom yell out again.
That’s when I turned and walked out of the room, down the stairs, and into the kitchen to greet her. I knew I should’ve put a shirt on but I was pretending to come up from the basement, which was where I usually worked out.
“Yeah, Mom. Hey!” I came up to her and kissed her cheek, but she looked down at me and walked back with a playfully disgusted look on her face.
“Oof, Zavier, go change or shower. You’re all sweaty. Did you work out?” she asked while she took out some of the groceries from the bags.
“Y-yeah sure, something like that,” I truthfully said.
I really wondered why Evelyn didn’t pull away from me back there. Didn’t she find it gross how we were making out in her bed and I had just finished working out? I bit my lip and they tingled with need. I missed her lips already and I missed how sweet her skin felt under my fingertips. If my mom hadn’t come home, would we have gone further or was I not ready for that? Or at least not yet?