Feeling him inside me was like heaven on Earth. The way our bodies moved together, I couldn't help but think that he was the one, he was my soul mate. I know it's only been two months, and that this was the first guy I have ever slept with, but this just felt...right.
I slid my hands up and down his arms, squeezing at the tight muscles every time I could feel him hit my insides. I could tell he was almost at his high when the hands that I had never noticed on my back before began to tense. A few more thrusts and we would both hit our highs together.
One, two, three, bam. We were both done. His hands grabbed my skin as my body became stiff. My heart was racing a mile a minute, not used to the experience I had just overcome. I was exhausted. I rolled off of Liam, expecting him to continue lying there, taking a moment to catch his breath, but instead he made his way towards the end of the bed where my feet laid.
He opened my legs, dragging his tongue along their length, starting at my knee. Once he reached the gateway to my core, he slid his tongue in once more, taking advantage of the cum that had just exploded out of me.
Once finishing his good deed of cleaning up the mess he had made, his head returned next to mine, our bodies tangling together, unable to resist the urge to be touched. He looked me dead in the eye, "This has been the best two months of my life Jessy, and I just have to say...I love you."
"I love you, too," I said, "And tonight was amazing. You're amazing."
"No, we're amazing together."
He kissed my lips again, confirming his feelings through the way he pressed himself into me. Nothing could ruin this, ever. No one will ever come between us.
And then my phone vibrated.
I looked at the clock. Shit, it was past my curfew.
I checked my phone answering before it sent the incoming call from my mother to my monotone voicemail. "Hi mom........yea......I'm fine........I'm sleeping over at Chelsea's........I have an audition tomorrow for a movie.....yea yea yea the play went great.........some new movie. Look I have to go, we're painting our nails......love you too......bye."
Before placing my phone back on the nightstand, I checked to see if I had gotten any messages. Chelsea texted me four times, the first three telling me how great I was tonight, and the last was her updating me with her realization that I was with Liam and how she was sorry for interrupting our time. The last message was from Robby, confirming the audition time and address. I quickly placed my phone on the night stand, face down, as soon as I felt Liam's head rest against my shoulder.
"Please don't ever leave me," he whispered into my ear.
"I won't, I promise. You have every part of me. I love you."
"I love you too. Don't ever forget that."
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My phone went off at 8 AM, giving me an hour before I needed to be at the casting place. I slapped it with my hand, trying my hardest not to wake Liam, before I felt his arms tighten around my waist, showing my he was awake. "Good morning baby," he grumbled into my ear, his voice sounding so rough and low. It was honestly enough to turn me on right then and there.
I rolled over, facing him. "It is a good morning," I said, leaning in to kiss him. His lips tasted so much better in the morning than they usually did. I could get used to this.
Forcing myself out of bed, I could feel my body trying to restore the heat that it now had to provide for itself. I walked over to the pile of my clothes that had been thrown together last night. I slipped on my t-shirt, wishing it was Liam's hands touching me as opposed to my own. Luckily I had my clothes that I had worn to school in my bag, so I went out to his car to get them.
On my way, I stopped by the kitchen, looking around at what options we had for dining this morning. Nothing was out, so I continued outside, grabbing his keys off the hook before walking out.
After returning inside and back to the room, Liam was out of bed and beginning to get dressed. He had pulled on his boxers and his jeans, letting them ride low to show off his impressive V-line. He walked over the closet, sliding a shirt off of a hanger before placing it above his head, down his arms, and onto his body.
I slipped the big t-shirt off of me once, again, this time putting a bra on underneath. But before I did, Liam walked up to me and kissed me, his hands wandering up my stomach and onto my boobs, holding them gently and twisting the nipples in between his pointer finger and his thumb. I pulled away, "Babe, I can't this morning. Once we start, I don't want to stop." A smile spread across his face, knowing exactly what I meant. "Well, maybe later," he said, winking.
I got dressed in my old school clothes: a maroon tank top with a cream cardigan, skinny jeans, and leather boots. Liam looked at me and then back at the clock. It was already 8:30 and the place was 45 minutes away. We both looked at each other before darting out of the door, not grabbing anything to eat. Wait, why was I thinking about food at a time like this?
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The car ride here was fun, but nothing interesting. We listened to music and laughed, but mainly he gave me tips about my performance. Even if I had confidence in myself, I would probably still be shaking this violently. This was completely nerve-racking.
Liam came in with me and helped me fill out my registration. I was lucky number 25. They ushered us into this tiny waiting room that was lined with red chairs that, despite their appealing fabric, were extremely uncomfortable.
Our hands were twisted together, resting on the wood arms of the chairs. Thank god for them, otherwise my nerves would've really shown through.
"Whatever happens, just know that this isn't the end of your life or your career. And know that I love you." He kissed my forehead. God, how did I get so lucky?
A women popped her head into the doorway. "Jessica Rosario? It's your turn dear." This was it. I was about to audition for a real movie for real people to watch. Liam and I rose in unison, our hands clamped together like a clip. I clenched his hand even tighter than before, trying to release all of my bad energy. I was never going to get an opportunity like this again.
We walked into the room. The first thing I noticed was that we were automatically on a stage, overlooking a panel of three judges. I felt like I was on American Idol, except worse.
The same lady instructed me to walk to the center of the stage, and that Liam could stay in the wing while I performed. He gave me a kiss, and the whispered in my ear, "Good luck babe. I love you."
"Number 25 please come up" The ball in my throat grew larger once I heard my number called. My feet practically got up and walked me there because my body was no longer registering what actually was happening.
"Hello, and what is your name?" One of the three blurs sitting at a table said. Wait, were they talking to me? "Little girl, what is your name?" a wrinkled lady asked reading my face seeing I was nervous.
"H-Hi, my name is Jessica." I tried smiling to make myself seem more pleasant.
Chapter 3
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