"Can you stop talking to him?" Tate is sat at the edge of his bed with Adelena standing between his legs. He grips her thighs while she runs her fingers through his soft hair.
"Stop talking to who?" Her eyebrows scrunch at his sudden outburst. Tate...
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Tate hands travel further until they stop at my waist. I could tell he was fighting the urge to not touch me in a more intimate place & I respect that. But as of right now I want him to touch me.
"Go ahead."
"W-what?" I chuckle at his stutter. The boldness from a couple minutes ago has vanished.
"Don't act dumb Tate. I know what you want." I place a wet kiss on his neck. Just by my touch alone he inhales, his minty breathe fanning over me. "Remember what we did in your car hm?"
"Yes E-Elena."
"If I could go so far as jerking you off... you can go as far to touch my ass. You don't have to ask. Its yours." Tate cheeks heat up at my words. The visual image of me milking him swarms in his mind and he's terrible at hiding it.
"Only mine?" I nod. "And not the blond boy?"
"Are you jealous?" His hands move slightly. I could feel them at the top of my ass. Go lower.
"N-no. I mean I-I don't know." Before I can respond the bell rings. Groaning at the sound, I pull away from Tate.
"What's your first class?"
"Biology lab." A smile spreads onto to my face.
"Me too." I turn towards Amelia and Chloe.
"I'll see you guys later." Tate waves at my friends before wrapping his arm around my shoulders. Amelia audibly awes and I have to hold back a laugh. Chloe stands there with a shocked expression. I haven't told her about Tate, yet.
"Woah." I look up at Tate. His eyes are wide in admiration while he looks around the halls. I've never seen someone fascinated by a school before. He's so adorable.
"What?"
"This school is huge. Much different from Ohio." Long Beach high-school is across the street from a beach, in some areas you can see the turquoise ocean through the windows. It's truly beautiful.
"Wait until you see the rest."
First period was fine. It's the first day so obviously not much work, plus we got to choose our seats. Apparently those will be our seats for the rest of the year, but knowing Mrs. Hetmyer she'll end up changing them.
She's very miserable.
Fast forward to third. I'm happy. Both Amelia and Chloe are in the class. For the first time in forever all three of us are together. Right now we are sat at the back as the teacher scrolls through her phone, not paying any mind to the students.
"So who was that guy?" Chloe ask suddenly. Earlier she apologized about her behavior and said she was moody from the morning. I accepted it. She still hasn't addressed the outfit situation, I've decided to let it go. It doesn't matter. It's to petty to argue about.
