So, this part is going to be from Eriks', Gabbies', and Brooks' POVs, so we get all of the inside info, and I don't have to do so much work to get it!:) I know what your thinking, but what can I say, I'm a total lazy! Well, I hope you guys (and miss inner perv) are satisfied with this one!!
End of pt.10, Gabbies POV:"Thank you." He whispered. Then, again, he kissed my left hand. But, this time, he kissed a trail up my wrist, my arm, and to my neck. I turned my head 90 degrees so it was right above my left shoulder. He trailed his kisses back down my neck, pausing at my shoulder. I looked at him. He stared back. Suddenly, he brought his head up and briefly kissed me right on the lips.
Stunned, I flinched back. I blushed, and tried to hide a exctatic smile, but failed. It seemed that Adam was being playful with me, but at the same time, I knew it was a coy gesture towards me.
"Too harsh?" He asked, a confused, but sweet, smile on his face.
"What?" I asked, knowing what he was really asking, playing the second at coy.
"You know what i'm talking about." He said with a sly smile, which I could tell he was trying very hard to hide from me.
"Oh, uh, no. It wasn't. Thank you. For asking." I stammered. He was gorgeous, and so sweet and considerate. And of course, I couldn't ignore the overwhelming effect his kiss had on me. I knew it was short and breif, but I can't even think straight right now. And, more importantly, he actually cared about my feelings. Now that was a first. I didn't even know that men had capacity for feelings like that. This sort of epiphany shocked me.
"Well, then do you mind if I do it again?" He asked, biting his lip. Well, there goes that epiphany.Despite it all, I slowly nodded to him and leaned in, taking his hand and putting it around my waist, all the while hoping he didn't notice my uneven breath. I raised my hand to cup his face and to bring him closer. We bumped heads, so when we did make contact, we moaned right on cue, which made it that much more pleasurable for me. We started with slow, soft kisses. I grew very impatient, so I picked up the pace, and was relieved when I noticed that Adam followed the pace willing with me.
End of pt.9, Turners POV:"Help me?" she asked, putting her arms up. At the moment, I was feeling bold. "I don't think so." I said, closing the distance between us and grabbing her rib cage, getting as close to her chest as I could without making direct contact with them. I pulled her close, and kissed her. She fiercly kissed me back, grabbing my hair to pull me even closer. I knew she wouldn't last.
Brooks POV
I took him by the hand, still kissing him, and pulled him to the twin sized bed. We fell onto the bed, side by side. I let out a trilling laugh that was to high for my comfort.
We rolled around on the bed, giggling between kisses. Then, Turner did the unexscpected. He wrapped his arms around me. I didn't notice until it happened that Turner had unhooked my bra.
I gasped, utterly stunned, and held the clasp together with one hand. I tried to keep the clasp in place with my hand, but it was not going to do any good to me.
I didn't want to stop this now, and it was too hard getting the stupid bra clasp to go back together, so I let go of the bra clasp, being cautious with my movements now.
I wasn't mad at Turner. I knew that I had brought this on myself. I should have thought about what was classified under my definition of the inevitable.
But I didn't, and it really didn't matter. What ever happened happened, and I didn't have full control over that. And once I thought about that, I realized that I didn't want to have full control of the situation. At that moment, I completely stopped worrying about my bra coming undone.
End of pt.9, Eriks POV:She continued to take my pants all the way off. She pinned my wrists to the floor and got on top of me again. The rest was history.
Eriks POV
I slowly and quietly untwined myself from the beautiful sleeping Sarah, careful not to wake her. I took her hand off of my bare chest and slipped out of my large bed. There was a purpose for the size. I knew it would come in handy.
I watched as Sarah slept, then walked over to my vanity dresser. I could see her in the mirror, and smiled to myself. I grabbed a towel from my dresser drawer and walked into my bathroom, shutting the door quietly.
Later
When I got out of the shower, I grabbed my towel from the towel rack and dried my hair. Through the door, I could hear Sarah yawn, and I smiled to myself again.
I definitely hadn't forgotten Sarah was here. I was thinking about her the whole time I was taking my shower, wishing she were in there with me.
I put on all of my clothes and turned to the mirror to stare, just stare. My mind was racing with thoughts, my body racing with testosterone. Sadly, I needed to get her home. I would do it reluctantly, but I would. I needed to protect her. Protect her from me. We didn't even go all the way, and still I fear I caused her pain. Physical pain. Bad pain. I don't want that. It would kill me to even let that horrible thought cross my mind. I would need to be careful.
Just then, in the mirror, I saw and felt a head rest on my shoulder. I jumped slightly.
"Sorry, did I scare you?" She whispered into my ear. Her short, seductive laugh sent a chill down my spine. She ran her nose across my neck, sniffing me.
"No, of course not." I tried to be macho, but her laugh told me she saw through it.
"Liar." She kissed my neck.
"Yes, I am."
"You smell...sexy." She bit the flesh between my neck and my shoulder lightly. I nearly fell to my knees.
"Thank you."
"Anytime." She took off my shirt and kissed down my back. I froze in panic. I couldn't let this happen.
"I need to get you home." I told her, turning around and bending down to look her in the eye.
She sighed."Okay."
"Lets get you dressed." I said. She nodded. I lightly grabbed her arm and pulled her up with me. We left the bathroom and went to my room. I talked to her as I helped her dress. Then, we took our coats and went out the front door and to my car.
I know this one is short, sorry. I can tell you that I will be writing alot this weekend!(thats why this one ended bad.)
P.S. Sorry, Brook! I totally promise that all of them will be together at my house in the next one! Totally sorry for the postponing, hope you don't mind!
P.S.S. My fave part of this one is the very first sentence of Eriks POV! I am sooo vain, aren't I?!
:)
End of pt.10, Gabbies POV:"Thank you." He whispered. Then, again, he kissed my left hand. But, this time, he kissed a trail up my wrist, my arm, and to my neck. I turned my head 90 degrees so it was right above my left shoulder. He trailed his kisses back down my neck, pausing at my shoulder. I looked at him. He stared back. Suddenly, he brought his head up and briefly kissed me right on the lips.
Stunned, I flinched back. I blushed, and tried to hide a exctatic smile, but failed. It seemed that Adam was being playful with me, but at the same time, I knew it was a coy gesture towards me.
"Too harsh?" He asked, a confused, but sweet, smile on his face.
"What?" I asked, knowing what he was really asking, playing the second at coy.
"You know what i'm talking about." He said with a sly smile, which I could tell he was trying very hard to hide from me.
"Oh, uh, no. It wasn't. Thank you. For asking." I stammered. He was gorgeous, and so sweet and considerate. And of course, I couldn't ignore the overwhelming effect his kiss had on me. I knew it was short and breif, but I can't even think straight right now. And, more importantly, he actually cared about my feelings. Now that was a first. I didn't even know that men had capacity for feelings like that. This sort of epiphany shocked me.
"Well, then do you mind if I do it again?" He asked, biting his lip. Well, there goes that epiphany.Despite it all, I slowly nodded to him and leaned in, taking his hand and putting it around my waist, all the while hoping he didn't notice my uneven breath. I raised my hand to cup his face and to bring him closer. We bumped heads, so when we did make contact, we moaned right on cue, which made it that much more pleasurable for me. We started with slow, soft kisses. I grew very impatient, so I picked up the pace, and was relieved when I noticed that Adam followed the pace willing with me.
End of pt.9, Turners POV:"Help me?" she asked, putting her arms up. At the moment, I was feeling bold. "I don't think so." I said, closing the distance between us and grabbing her rib cage, getting as close to her chest as I could without making direct contact with them. I pulled her close, and kissed her. She fiercly kissed me back, grabbing my hair to pull me even closer. I knew she wouldn't last.
Brooks POV
I took him by the hand, still kissing him, and pulled him to the twin sized bed. We fell onto the bed, side by side. I let out a trilling laugh that was to high for my comfort.
We rolled around on the bed, giggling between kisses. Then, Turner did the unexscpected. He wrapped his arms around me. I didn't notice until it happened that Turner had unhooked my bra.
I gasped, utterly stunned, and held the clasp together with one hand. I tried to keep the clasp in place with my hand, but it was not going to do any good to me.
I didn't want to stop this now, and it was too hard getting the stupid bra clasp to go back together, so I let go of the bra clasp, being cautious with my movements now.
I wasn't mad at Turner. I knew that I had brought this on myself. I should have thought about what was classified under my definition of the inevitable.
But I didn't, and it really didn't matter. What ever happened happened, and I didn't have full control over that. And once I thought about that, I realized that I didn't want to have full control of the situation. At that moment, I completely stopped worrying about my bra coming undone.
End of pt.9, Eriks POV:She continued to take my pants all the way off. She pinned my wrists to the floor and got on top of me again. The rest was history.
Eriks POV
I slowly and quietly untwined myself from the beautiful sleeping Sarah, careful not to wake her. I took her hand off of my bare chest and slipped out of my large bed. There was a purpose for the size. I knew it would come in handy.
I watched as Sarah slept, then walked over to my vanity dresser. I could see her in the mirror, and smiled to myself. I grabbed a towel from my dresser drawer and walked into my bathroom, shutting the door quietly.
Later
When I got out of the shower, I grabbed my towel from the towel rack and dried my hair. Through the door, I could hear Sarah yawn, and I smiled to myself again.
I definitely hadn't forgotten Sarah was here. I was thinking about her the whole time I was taking my shower, wishing she were in there with me.
I put on all of my clothes and turned to the mirror to stare, just stare. My mind was racing with thoughts, my body racing with testosterone. Sadly, I needed to get her home. I would do it reluctantly, but I would. I needed to protect her. Protect her from me. We didn't even go all the way, and still I fear I caused her pain. Physical pain. Bad pain. I don't want that. It would kill me to even let that horrible thought cross my mind. I would need to be careful.
Just then, in the mirror, I saw and felt a head rest on my shoulder. I jumped slightly.
"Sorry, did I scare you?" She whispered into my ear. Her short, seductive laugh sent a chill down my spine. She ran her nose across my neck, sniffing me.
"No, of course not." I tried to be macho, but her laugh told me she saw through it.
"Liar." She kissed my neck.
"Yes, I am."
"You smell...sexy." She bit the flesh between my neck and my shoulder lightly. I nearly fell to my knees.
"Thank you."
"Anytime." She took off my shirt and kissed down my back. I froze in panic. I couldn't let this happen.
"I need to get you home." I told her, turning around and bending down to look her in the eye.
She sighed."Okay."
"Lets get you dressed." I said. She nodded. I lightly grabbed her arm and pulled her up with me. We left the bathroom and went to my room. I talked to her as I helped her dress. Then, we took our coats and went out the front door and to my car.
I know this one is short, sorry. I can tell you that I will be writing alot this weekend!(thats why this one ended bad.)
P.S. Sorry, Brook! I totally promise that all of them will be together at my house in the next one! Totally sorry for the postponing, hope you don't mind!
P.S.S. My fave part of this one is the very first sentence of Eriks POV! I am sooo vain, aren't I?!
:)
So, this part is going to be from Eriks', Gabbies', and Brooks' POVs, so we get all of the inside info, and I don't have to do so much work to get it!:) I know what your thinking, but what can I say, I'm a total lazy! Well, I hope you guys (and miss inner perv) are satisfied with this one!!
End of pt.10, Gabbies POV:"Thank you." He whispered. Then, again, he kissed my left hand. But, this time, he kissed a trail up my wrist, my arm, and to my neck. I turned my head 90 degrees so it was right above my left shoulder. He trailed his kisses back down my neck, pausing at my shoulder. I looked at him. He stared back. Suddenly, he brought his head up and briefly kissed me right on the lips.
Stunned, I flinched back. I blushed, and tried to hide a exctatic smile, but failed. It seemed that Adam was being playful with me, but at the same time, I knew it was a coy gesture towards me.
"Too harsh?" He asked, a confused, but sweet, smile on his face.
"What?" I asked, knowing what he was really asking, playing the second at coy.
"You know what i'm talking about." He said with a sly smile, which I could tell he was trying very hard to hide from me.
"Oh, uh, no. It wasn't. Thank you. For asking." I stammered. He was gorgeous, and so sweet and considerate. And of course, I couldn't ignore the overwhelming effect his kiss had on me. I knew it was short and breif, but I can't even think straight right now. And, more importantly, he actually cared about my feelings. Now that was a first. I didn't even know that men had capacity for feelings like that. This sort of epiphany shocked me.
"Well, then do you mind if I do it again?" He asked, biting his lip. Well, there goes that epiphany.Despite it all, I slowly nodded to him and leaned in, taking his hand and putting it around my waist, all the while hoping he didn't notice my uneven breath. I raised my hand to cup his face and to bring him closer. We bumped heads, so when we did make contact, we moaned right on cue, which made it that much more pleasurable for me. We started with slow, soft kisses. I grew very impatient, so I picked up the pace, and was relieved when I noticed that Adam followed the pace willing with me.
End of pt.9, Turners POV:"Help me?" she asked, putting her arms up. At the moment, I was feeling bold. "I don't think so." I said, closing the distance between us and grabbing her rib cage, getting as close to her chest as I could without making direct contact with them. I pulled her close, and kissed her. She fiercly kissed me back, grabbing my hair to pull me even closer. I knew she wouldn't last.
Brooks POV
I took him by the hand, still kissing him, and pulled him to the twin sized bed. We fell onto the bed, side by side. I let out a trilling laugh that was to high for my comfort.
We rolled around on the bed, giggling between kisses. Then, Turner did the unexscpected. He wrapped his arms around me. I didn't notice until it happened that Turner had unhooked my bra.
I gasped, utterly stunned, and held the clasp together with one hand. I tried to keep the clasp in place with my hand, but it was not going to do any good to me.
I didn't want to stop this now, and it was too hard getting the stupid bra clasp to go back together, so I let go of the bra clasp, being cautious with my movements now.
I wasn't mad at Turner. I knew that I had brought this on myself. I should have thought about what was classified under my definition of the inevitable.
But I didn't, and it really didn't matter. What ever happened happened, and I didn't have full control over that. And once I thought about that, I realized that I didn't want to have full control of the situation. At that moment, I completely stopped worrying about my bra coming undone.
End of pt.9, Eriks POV:She continued to take my pants all the way off. She pinned my wrists to the floor and got on top of me again. The rest was history.
Eriks POV
I slowly and quietly untwined myself from the beautiful sleeping Sarah, careful not to wake her. I took her hand off of my bare chest and slipped out of my large bed. There was a purpose for the size. I knew it would come in handy.
I watched as Sarah slept, then walked over to my vanity dresser. I could see her in the mirror, and smiled to myself. I grabbed a towel from my dresser drawer and walked into my bathroom, shutting the door quietly.
Later
When I got out of the shower, I grabbed my towel from the towel rack and dried my hair. Through the door, I could hear Sarah yawn, and I smiled to myself again.
I definitely hadn't forgotten Sarah was here. I was thinking about her the whole time I was taking my shower, wishing she were in there with me.
I put on all of my clothes and turned to the mirror to stare, just stare. My mind was racing with thoughts, my body racing with testosterone. Sadly, I needed to get her home. I would do it reluctantly, but I would. I needed to protect her. Protect her from me. We didn't even go all the way, and still I fear I caused her pain. Physical pain. Bad pain. I don't want that. It would kill me to even let that horrible thought cross my mind. I would need to be careful.
Just then, in the mirror, I saw and felt a head rest on my shoulder. I jumped slightly.
"Sorry, did I scare you?" She whispered into my ear. Her short, seductive laugh sent a chill down my spine. She ran her nose across my neck, sniffing me.
"No, of course not." I tried to be macho, but her laugh told me she saw through it.
"Liar." She kissed my neck.
"Yes, I am."
"You smell...sexy." She bit the flesh between my neck and my shoulder lightly. I nearly fell to my knees.
"Thank you."
"Anytime." She took off my shirt and kissed down my back. I froze in panic. I couldn't let this happen.
"I need to get you home." I told her, turning around and bending down to look her in the eye.
She sighed."Okay."
"Lets get you dressed." I said. She nodded. I lightly grabbed her arm and pulled her up with me. We left the bathroom and went to my room. I talked to her as I helped her dress. Then, we took our coats and went out the front door and to my car.
I know this one is short, sorry. I can tell you that I will be writing alot this weekend!(thats why this one ended bad.)
P.S. Sorry, Brook! I totally promise that all of them will be together at my house in the next one! Totally sorry for the postponing, hope you don't mind!
P.S.S. My fave part of this one is the very first sentence of Eriks POV! I am sooo vain, aren't I?!
:)
End of pt.10, Gabbies POV:"Thank you." He whispered. Then, again, he kissed my left hand. But, this time, he kissed a trail up my wrist, my arm, and to my neck. I turned my head 90 degrees so it was right above my left shoulder. He trailed his kisses back down my neck, pausing at my shoulder. I looked at him. He stared back. Suddenly, he brought his head up and briefly kissed me right on the lips.
Stunned, I flinched back. I blushed, and tried to hide a exctatic smile, but failed. It seemed that Adam was being playful with me, but at the same time, I knew it was a coy gesture towards me.
"Too harsh?" He asked, a confused, but sweet, smile on his face.
"What?" I asked, knowing what he was really asking, playing the second at coy.
"You know what i'm talking about." He said with a sly smile, which I could tell he was trying very hard to hide from me.
"Oh, uh, no. It wasn't. Thank you. For asking." I stammered. He was gorgeous, and so sweet and considerate. And of course, I couldn't ignore the overwhelming effect his kiss had on me. I knew it was short and breif, but I can't even think straight right now. And, more importantly, he actually cared about my feelings. Now that was a first. I didn't even know that men had capacity for feelings like that. This sort of epiphany shocked me.
"Well, then do you mind if I do it again?" He asked, biting his lip. Well, there goes that epiphany.Despite it all, I slowly nodded to him and leaned in, taking his hand and putting it around my waist, all the while hoping he didn't notice my uneven breath. I raised my hand to cup his face and to bring him closer. We bumped heads, so when we did make contact, we moaned right on cue, which made it that much more pleasurable for me. We started with slow, soft kisses. I grew very impatient, so I picked up the pace, and was relieved when I noticed that Adam followed the pace willing with me.
End of pt.9, Turners POV:"Help me?" she asked, putting her arms up. At the moment, I was feeling bold. "I don't think so." I said, closing the distance between us and grabbing her rib cage, getting as close to her chest as I could without making direct contact with them. I pulled her close, and kissed her. She fiercly kissed me back, grabbing my hair to pull me even closer. I knew she wouldn't last.
Brooks POV
I took him by the hand, still kissing him, and pulled him to the twin sized bed. We fell onto the bed, side by side. I let out a trilling laugh that was to high for my comfort.
We rolled around on the bed, giggling between kisses. Then, Turner did the unexscpected. He wrapped his arms around me. I didn't notice until it happened that Turner had unhooked my bra.
I gasped, utterly stunned, and held the clasp together with one hand. I tried to keep the clasp in place with my hand, but it was not going to do any good to me.
I didn't want to stop this now, and it was too hard getting the stupid bra clasp to go back together, so I let go of the bra clasp, being cautious with my movements now.
I wasn't mad at Turner. I knew that I had brought this on myself. I should have thought about what was classified under my definition of the inevitable.
But I didn't, and it really didn't matter. What ever happened happened, and I didn't have full control over that. And once I thought about that, I realized that I didn't want to have full control of the situation. At that moment, I completely stopped worrying about my bra coming undone.
End of pt.9, Eriks POV:She continued to take my pants all the way off. She pinned my wrists to the floor and got on top of me again. The rest was history.
Eriks POV
I slowly and quietly untwined myself from the beautiful sleeping Sarah, careful not to wake her. I took her hand off of my bare chest and slipped out of my large bed. There was a purpose for the size. I knew it would come in handy.
I watched as Sarah slept, then walked over to my vanity dresser. I could see her in the mirror, and smiled to myself. I grabbed a towel from my dresser drawer and walked into my bathroom, shutting the door quietly.
Later
When I got out of the shower, I grabbed my towel from the towel rack and dried my hair. Through the door, I could hear Sarah yawn, and I smiled to myself again.
I definitely hadn't forgotten Sarah was here. I was thinking about her the whole time I was taking my shower, wishing she were in there with me.
I put on all of my clothes and turned to the mirror to stare, just stare. My mind was racing with thoughts, my body racing with testosterone. Sadly, I needed to get her home. I would do it reluctantly, but I would. I needed to protect her. Protect her from me. We didn't even go all the way, and still I fear I caused her pain. Physical pain. Bad pain. I don't want that. It would kill me to even let that horrible thought cross my mind. I would need to be careful.
Just then, in the mirror, I saw and felt a head rest on my shoulder. I jumped slightly.
"Sorry, did I scare you?" She whispered into my ear. Her short, seductive laugh sent a chill down my spine. She ran her nose across my neck, sniffing me.
"No, of course not." I tried to be macho, but her laugh told me she saw through it.
"Liar." She kissed my neck.
"Yes, I am."
"You smell...sexy." She bit the flesh between my neck and my shoulder lightly. I nearly fell to my knees.
"Thank you."
"Anytime." She took off my shirt and kissed down my back. I froze in panic. I couldn't let this happen.
"I need to get you home." I told her, turning around and bending down to look her in the eye.
She sighed."Okay."
"Lets get you dressed." I said. She nodded. I lightly grabbed her arm and pulled her up with me. We left the bathroom and went to my room. I talked to her as I helped her dress. Then, we took our coats and went out the front door and to my car.
I know this one is short, sorry. I can tell you that I will be writing alot this weekend!(thats why this one ended bad.)
P.S. Sorry, Brook! I totally promise that all of them will be together at my house in the next one! Totally sorry for the postponing, hope you don't mind!
P.S.S. My fave part of this one is the very first sentence of Eriks POV! I am sooo vain, aren't I?!
:)