reckless | sammy wilk

Dirty Inhibitions

Renee's POV
The last bell for the day rings. I gather my stuff from my last class and walk out. As I'm walking across the oval to get to the gates I hear running footsteps behind me. I keep walking but then they tap my shoulder. It's Sammy.

"Hey. I was wondering if I could have your phone number?" He asks.

"Yeah. Sure." I say. We exchange phones and list each other in each other's contacts.

"Okay. I'll call you." He says. I nod. Just as he's about to walk off I stop him.

"Are you a good math tutor?" I ask.

"I guess so. Why?" He asks. I sigh. I like to be known as the girl that knows everything but sadly, math is my weak point.

"I kind of suck at it and I need help." I say. He smirks.

"I'll help you. Come by my house at four. I'll text you my address." He says. I nod and he walks away.

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It's now four o'clock and I'm meant to be at Sammy's. I pull up out the front of his house and nervously knock on the door. He answers it. He's taken off his shirt and he's just in his jeans. I can't help but look but I finally pull my gaze away.

"Hey." I say.

"Hey. Come in." He moves out the door way to let me in. His house is huge. It's two storey and it looks really modern and new. I realise that we are the only ones in here.

"Are your parents home?" I ask.

"Nah. They're gone for two weeks on a cruise. I've got the house to myself." He says.

"Okay. Where do you want me to put my stuff?" I ask.

"Over here." He says, leading me to the lounge room. I can help but stare at his back muscles. They're my weakness. I put my books on the coffee table in front of me and I sit on the black leather couch. Sammy sits beside me and I face him.

We sit there for about an hour as he helps me. He's actually not that bad. But because I suck, I get frustrated and I face him and put my head in my hands. I look up to see he's looking down my shirt. I quickly sit back up.

"Okay. I've finally done it." I look at the clock on the wall, "Oh god, it's five. Sorry I kept you so long. I should leave." I say. As I begin to close my books. I feel Sammy's hands go under my plaid shirt but over the top of my singlet and wrap around my waist. He pulls me into him so I'm pressed against his body.

"Sammy, what are you doi-" I begin but I'm interrupted when his lips press against mine. I know that this isn't good. I don't even know him. But I can't stop it. It's like I'm paralysed.

He presses his lips harder and soon enough I find his tongue in my mouth. I let him stay in there. What am I doing?! I should pull back but instead I wrap my arms around his neck and tug at his hair and kiss him back. I let my hands run down his back.

"It's okay to leave a mark." He growls. I do as he tried so hard to hint and roughly run my nails from the bottom of his back to his neck and he groans. I need to stop! I don't listen to my head. I keep going. He leaves my mouth and kisses my neck, sucking on the soft spot. I bite my lip to stop myself from making a sound. His fingers linger around the top of my plaid shirt before taking it off. He takes his lips off me and stares at my body. He smiles and kisses my collarbone. I run my hands through his hair.

What am I doing?! This isn't me! I need to stop. Okay, just pull away from him and leave his house before this goes too far, my head says. I tug his head back to get him off me and he looks at me. I pull his head back onto my lips. Great, well done. He lifts the bottom of my singlet up. I hold my arms above my head as he takes it off, leaving me in just my bra and skirt. Okay, what the fuck are you going to do now?!

It's like Sammy has this hold over me and he's stopping me from listening to myself. He kisses my neck and leaves a trail of kisses down the middle of my body, stopping at my belly button. He kisses my stomach and I arch my back. He lowers me down to the couch and lays in between my legs. He begins to unbutton my skirt and he takes it off. I'm glad I'm wearing my good underwear today. It's black lace. Euphoria swells inside of me and as Sammy kisses my lips, I undo his belt. He takes his jeans off and his Calvin Klein's are revealed. He has full control of my body. I don't know what's happening to me.

He flips me over so I'm lying on my stomach but he's still hunched over me. He pulls my hair back and kisses the back of my neck and trails down my spine. His hands go from my back to my stomach, making me go onto my hands and knees. I feel him claw down my back and I start to make a noise.

"There we go." He whispers in a deep voice and he continues to do it deeper into my skin to make more sound come out of me. I know that's going to leave scratch marks but all of my inhibitions have lowered. Sammy is like a new drug. I just can't stop. I can't push him away.

As he begins to unhook my bra, that's when my senses kick in. I quickly stand up and face him. Oh god, I can see his dick through his underwear. I did that?

"What's wrong baby?" He asks. I grab my singlet and put it on.

"I'm sorry. I have to go." I say. I put my skirt back on and my over shirt.

"Why?" He asks.

"Uh, my Dad wants me home at six." I lie. It's six o'clock now. I just needed a lie to get out of there. I grab all my books.

"Okay. Well, I'll see you tomorrow baby girl." He says. He stands up and kisses my neck again. I almost want to just do it all over again but I snap back into reality.

"Yeah, you will." I say. I quickly walk out the front door and get in my car and drive away. I hit the wheel.

"Damn it!" I yell. Why did I do that?! I almost had sex with Sammy! What am I doing?! I never do that sort of stuff. I'm not like that. I'm not a slut. I'm good in school and I never ever go to boys' houses to make out with them. I can't believe I did that. But it was so good... No. I need to keep my priorities straight and he's really helping with my math. What am I going to do?

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Sammy's POV
After she left I couldn't stop thinking about it. It was amazing. She seemed like an innocent girl but I knew she was different once you seduce her. And I was right. She was beautiful. And her body was something else.

All of a sudden, I was craving to touch her again. It's midnight now and I decide to text her.

To Renee: Want me to tutor you again tomorrow? Same time?

I click send. Hopefully she says yes. I can help her with her work for an hour and then we can do it again. I don't particularly want to do the homework part but I know that's why she needs to come back here. So I have to.

From Renee: Yeah. Same time.

She says. A smile forms on my face. This is exactly what I wanted when I said I could tutor her. I bet no other girls in the school could do what she did before as good as that. Which is why I'm staying with her. I'm going to have a lot of fun this year, I know it.
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A/N: Holy water for everyone!

I never write stuff like this so I hope you guys enjoyed it!