"Fuck you feel so good" he pushed deeper inside of me, groaning against my neck. I gasp, "fuck, fuck me, Blake," I moan.
"Who do you belong too?" he asks biting the skin on my jaw, licking over it afterward and sucking gently while fucking me faster
"Blake, i belong to you-" I moan as i feel him hitting my g spot over and over, my nails digging into his hip
"Good girl" he grunts my eyes squeeze shut as i whine, biting my lip...
"Lili...lil...love" I hear a familiar voice say as my body gets lightly shaken
"Fuck yeah umm Blake yes hi" I quickly sit up as the sweat builds on my forehead, my chest moving quickly as I try and catch my breath
"Your mum wants us to go meet her in an hour to go and get some lunch" he smiles getting out of the bed and putting on some grey socks
"Oh okay, thank god you woke me up I was having a terrible nightmare" I lie hiding my blushed cheeks with my hands.
"What was it about?" He asks
"Scary ass shit I'll explain later because right now I need to pee" I rush off to the bathroom and sit on the floor collecting my thoughts. Why would I have a dream like that about him? He's my bestfriend. Does it mean I have some form of attraction to him? Romantic feeling towards him? Or am i just lacking that much attention sexually from men I'm thinking about hooking up with Blake.
After 10 minutes of talking myself out of jumping out the window and running away I find myself putting on some denim shorts with a white shirt which goes down showing a lot of cleavage.
We've been eating food with my family for a while, I only ordered some fries because I'm not that hungry so I sit and nibble of my fries trying to work an appetite
"Are you okay?" He asks placing his hand on my arm snapping me out of my trance, I nod as he stares at me with sympathy in his eyes.
"Are you sure?" He tilts his head to read my reaction
"I'm sure" I pick up one of my chips and place it into my mouth trying to stop myself from saying anything I will regret.
"Hey winter wonderland opens soon so when we go back home can we visit there?" I turn to him admiring his side profile
"Yes of course" he smiles
After successfully filling our stomachs up with all the delicious food we just devoured Blake and I sit out by the pool absorbing the sun rays.
"You know the one thing im excited to do when we get home?" I sit on the edge of the pool with my feet dangling in, my eyes looking up at him.
"What's that?" I reply expecting him to say 'sleep in my own bed' or 'give Reece and George a hug'
"Play my guitar" he smiles softly
"Really?" I take the sunglasses from his head and place them onto my face
"Yeah, the past few days without it have felt weird"
"Well when you go home and get your guitar you should write a song about me" I sarcastically say poking my cheek and grinning cheekily
"Who says I haven't?" He winks standing in the pool between my thighs
"Oh shut up you haven't" I giggle gently
"I sure have"
"Well what song is it?"
"You haven't heard it" he smirks resting his arms on the top of my thighs causing my stomach to do backflips
"Are you sure about that?"
"Yup"
"I highly doubt that because I hear everything" I reply with a smile across my lips, it's true i literally do hear everything because our walls are paper thin in our apartment.
"You haven't heard this song though"
"What does it go like?" I sit up and he hums a unfamiliar tune
"You like?"
"Well the lyrics could be shit" I blurt out causing him to burst out laughing.
"They're not"
"BLAKE EDWARD RICHARDSON DID YOU WRITE A DISS TRACK ABOUT ME?" I gasp standing to my two feet watching his eyebrows raise
"Possibly..."
"No way! I knew it!" I scream
"I'm joking in the song I say nice things about you?"
"Can you at least tell my the name of the song?" I beg nervously chewing on the inside of my cheek
"Never...no...maybe one day" he gets out of the pool shaking his head like a dog to dry his hair lightly, I eye him up and down forcing myself to meet his eyes instead of his shorts which are lowered showing his v line.
