Chapter 83 TOO CLOSE TO STOP
"I thought I lost my baby!" She cries, stumbling as she tries hugging me, but we both almost fall on the ground.
Charlotte shrieks when both of us are suddenly getting dragged out of the house by Calvin.
" Hey! Drop me dog!" Charlotte groans, while I just hold Calvin’s hand with a smile on my face.
I look up at Calvin to see a pissed look on his face.
What was he so mad about?
Calvin puts Charlotte in the back seat and I'm about to get in the back with her until he shuts the door.
" You're sitting up front." He says, opening the door for me.
I look up at Calvin before getting in the car, quickly moving my head back to face Charlotte who was laid out on the car seat.
Calvin doesn't say a word when we drop off Charlotte. When she's safely inside of her house I turn to Calvin who was pulling out of her driveway.
I sigh as I finish the water bottle he'd given me. I was sipping it every now and then during the long drive, and it sobered me up well enough to realize what I'd done.
I turn my head towards Calvin, watching as he drives down the street with a cold look on his face. I didn't notice it before, but a fresh cut on his face comes into my view all of a sudden.
I frown as I look at the cut, hoping it didn't hurt too bad. Calvin looks towards me, catching me staring at him.
I look away, focusing on the city lights ahead of me with my hands on my laps.
My dress only rid up higher on my leg from my seated position.
My body tenses up when I feel Calvin large hand move onto my upper thigh, his other hand on the steering wheel.
I look down at his rough hand around the soft skin of my thigh, feeling my entire body heat up. I could feel my breaths run heavy, and my heart start to race as he continued to drive.
The thoughts running through my head were bad.
I knew they were bad, but I couldn't help how much I enjoyed his touch.
My breath hitches when his hand slowly moves up my leg, moving even higher up my thigh where he almost touched the fabric of my panties.
How could I control my thoughts when he touched me like this?
Calvin pulls into the house and I look towards him. He removes his seatbelt, getting out of the car and opening my door like he hadn't just had his hand on my thigh the entire ride.
I walk out, pulling my dress down as we silently walk towards the front door.
He walked behind me, even while I was walking to my room. I figured he was just making sure I got to my room safely.
When I get to my room I turn towards Calvin , about to say good night to him.
" Fuck it." He scowls, moving his lips onto my own as he pushes my body against his.
I don't hesitate to kiss him back while he opens my door, closing it shut before pushing my back against it.
I gasp into Calvin’s mouth when he picks me up so I'm straddling his waist. I could feel his bulge against me, my dress ridden up so high my panties were visible.
His kisses grow rougher and it's only moments before I'm being pushed back onto my bed, and Calvin is hovering over me.
My entire body grows hot when I feel his hands moving under my short dress, holding my lower waist tightly as he trails his kisses down to where the low neckline of my dress ended on my breast.
A gasp leaves my mouth when he starts sucking on the sensitive skin, causing my hands to fist in his thick hair.
Friends don't do this
It felt like a swarm of butterflies appeared in my stomach when his hand resting on my waist dangerously moved closer and closer to where I wanted him to touch me.
His hand moves down to my inner thigh, making my body feel like it was on fire. A groan leaves my mouth when his fingers are tracing the outline of my panties, only inches away from me.
I felt something warm in my panties, not exactly sure what the feeling was.
" You want me to touch you, Lara?" He asks, looking down at me. I could feel my chest rising up and down heavily as I nod my head.
" Please." I breathe out, watching as his eyes darken in the bit of moonlight that shone through my window.
A foreign sound suddenly leaves my mouth when his fingers are touching me over my panties and his lips are back on my own.
Calvin’s tongue forces entry into my mouth, a moan leaving my mouth when he applies more pressure on me.
His fingers move faster, creating a pressure in my body that felt like it was about to explode. I felt my heart start racing uncontrollably, his fingers knowing exactly where to touch me.
Every touch only brought me closer to the edge, and the feeling of his fingers on me brought a pleasure in my body I couldn't explain. I just knew it felt good, really good.
Calvin pulls away from my lips right when the growing pressure inside of me reaches a point that causes a shameless moan to leave my mouth. He watches me with dark eyes as a gasp leaves my mouth from the foreign feeling.
I could feel something wet trickling down my leg as I look up at him while trying to control my heavy breaths. How did he do that with just his fingers on me? The guys my mother brought home would tell me that can only be done by penetration.
My dress was completely pulled up above my waist by now and I trail my eyes towards Calvin who moves down to kiss my forehead.
Just looking at him made my heart race in a way no one's made me feel before, and I could feel as my denial in liking Calvin was slowly starting to escape my head
" Goodnight, angel." He says, causing me to look up at him with furrowed eyebrows.
"Your leaving?" I ask, sitting up as I watch him get off the bed.
Calvin looks down at the bulge in his pants and I feel my eyes trail down before realization hits. "
Oh." I say, looking back up into his eyes.
He suddenly takes off his expensive hoodie and throws it to me. I catch the fabric, looking down at it. He was now wearing a tightly fitted black shirt that only brought out his muscles more.
" Wear that to sleep." He says, and I watch as he leaves the room.
I couldn't get the look in his eyes out of my head before he left. He looked like he regretted everything.
No wonder he left
I'm not sure how long I stayed in the shower that night for, overthinking all of it.