DIFFERENT

(5):The Lethal Lie

I give him a look. "And I never want to see you get hurt again. I thought you got mugged or something." I lean in close so that I can clean the cut.

Once the blood was wiped off, I gave a small spray on his cheek and he immediately flinches from the stinging. I rub his shoulder as I take the bandages from his hand. I find myself getting lost in his green eyes; they are so mesmerizing. Jeremy grins.

"You really like my eyes, huh?"

I nod my head. "They're really pretty."

I pull out a band aid and take the paper stuff off. I carefully place the band aid on the cut. "There." I kiss his band aid. "All better."

Suddenly, he grabs my waist and guides me to straddle him. He leans back against the water tank as he just takes me all in. "When is Ella coming back?"

I smirk. "Not here for 2 days. Family emergency."

"Perfect." He leans in and I tilt my head down slightly to reach his lips.

He is definitely way more comfortable with me now. The evidence is in the way he's holding me. It's not gentle, it's a tighter grip. His lips are pressed against mine more forcefully. He slips his tongue in my mouth and the battle for dominance begins. I tightly grip his hair as I start to grind on his lap. He groans into the kiss. His hard on is making itself known.

I think I can take care of that.

It's a challenge, but after three attempts to break the kiss, and getting pulled back in, I finally push him off. He looks at me pleadingly as he tries to pull me back.

"Wait. Don't move." I say as I get off his lap. I get on my knees and rub his thigh. "Never done this before, but I'll learn."

He licks his lips. "You have a small mouth."

"I'll yawn."

He chuckles at that. "Right. Yawn."

"And if that doesn't work... then I'll improvise." I pull off his belt.

"You're rushing things."

"And you started it. I'm finishing it. Relax, baby. You're not gonna unhinge my jaw or anything."

"Women have died like that before. 31 in the last decade. I don't want to risk it." He shrugs.

I pause for a moment. 31 women have... in the last... wow. They bit off more than they could chew. Literally. What if that happens to me? I'm kinda scared to do deepthroat now.

"Fine, Jeremy. I'll suck whatever fits in my mouth. Kay? Jesus. It's like you don't want me to do it. You're killing the mood." I stand up and walk out of the bathroom.

His footsteps echo after mine. "Cher. Cheryn. Don't walk away. I'm not trying to kill the mood. I'm just... trying not to dislocate your jaw. You can't get upset with that."

I roll my eyes as I sit on my bed. "You worry about me. Cute. You over worry. Annoying. Look, babe. I'm trying to experience my first sexual relationship with someone. I want to try everything and master everything I do. Sex included. So... you have thick cock. Great. I need to find out what I can do with that. But... if you really do think my jaw can't take it... then who am I to possibly unhinge my jaw?" I laugh during the last sentence. It sounded better in my head.

He shrugs that cute shrug he always does when he isn't sure about his response. "I don't know. The little engine that could, but couldn't deepthroat? Great book, by the way."

Now he's got me laughing hard. "Shut up! You stupid."

"I know you are, but what am I?" He smiles that attractive smile of his; the smile that made me warm up to him after we first met.

"My hot southern boyfriend who acts like he ain't from Alabama, but he is." I continue to laugh.

He walks over to my bed and sends me a warning glare. "Babe. If you say Alabama again, I swear I'll--"

I maneuver myself to the edge of the bed. I'm on my needs so that, while I'm on the bed and he's standing, we are almost at eye level. I place a hand on his chest and look deeply into his eyes. I put seductive emphasis on every word. "What? Whip me again? Or maybe you should tie me to the bed. Or better, finger me until I'm begging for you to stop. Fuck me so hard that I pass out. Fifty Shades of Grey that shit. Do bad things to me. But, if it's want I guess it's not a punishment."

He looks so...weak. Like I'm his weakness. Eyes full of want and desire, but conflicted about...who knows what. Guilt? Maybe. For what though? I know he wants this - me - just as much as I want this.

"Uh... that's tempting..." His tiny bursts of chuckling are coated in nervousness.

"Thanks."

"... but you need to study. And I know! I know I'm cock-blocking myself. Yet, I still have things to do this evening. So do you."

I don't express my disappoint. "Fine, babe. What do you have to do? Plan a murder? Sell drugs? Fuck another bitch?"

"We just started dating. I wouldn't cheat so soon." He laughs. "Yeah, but seriously, I should go. Ace that test, Cher."

I sigh - defeated - because he's right. I was just letting my animal instincts kick in. I need to study. It's review, but it's good to make sure I know this stuff.

"Okay." I walk him over to the door. Once he is on the other side, I grab his face and press our lips together. He smiles against my lips. I can't help but smile, too.

I pull away. "See ya later, Alabama."

"Fuck you." He jokes.

"Can't. I'm studying." I tease. "I'll call you when I'm done, kay?"

He takes my hand and kisses it. "Promise me."

I roll my eyes. "I promise, Jeremy. Bye."

"Bye." He lets go of my hand and turns to walk away.

I like him. I really do. And he seems to really like me, too. This undeniable chemistry is crazy. I feel like I'm actually happy for once...

Let's pray this race car we're driving doesn't crash.

A/N: He just lied to Cheryn. What a great start to a beautiful... something. Relationship, I guess. They are a cute couple, though. At first glance.