*He's* all I think about (6)
His wet, shirtless body pressed against my blouse.one hand was entangled in my hair.The other hand was on my butt. I knew I should have wanted him to stop. I didn’t. I wanted him to rip my clothes off and take my virginity.
“Hey, stop swapping spit!” The coach yelled from the other side of the pool.
Chase bit my bottom lip and smiled at me. I couldn’t help smiling in back.
“Wow.” I sighed. Snap out of it! He just vioated you! Slap him! I couldn’t transfer than message from my brain to my hands. Instead I grabbed his hand. I don’t know why, I just did.
“Ha! What’d I tell ya. Ooo, holding hands. Are we suddenly dating?”Chase’s award winning smile appeared on his face. I immediatley let.
“No,I don’t mind. Dating you seems awesome. Let’s do it.” After that Chase chuckled, and I suddenly forgot all of the cruel things he had done to me in the past. The back of my mind said, “no, no, no, you’re venturing into uncharted waters”, but the front of my mind said “Yes!” I listened to the front of my mind.