Ain't Your Regular Girlfriend

"Pervert! " I yelled when I finally get hold of my towel. I turned and rushed to him with my most intimidating look. I expected him to jump and run from where he was sitting. But he didn't too late for that as I approached him with my hand raised. I halted and pushed him back to the bed but he grabbed me before falling back, sending my towel flying in the air and myself on him n.a.k.e.d. I made to grab my towel, the pieces I grabbed from the bed wasn't a towel but a bedspread. The light suddenly went off

I tried getting up but couldn't as the force of my movement held me down to him, entwined in his web by the supposed sheets that were supposed to be on my side. My jerkings to get up worst everything as I spread out my legs in spider-like movement. Then it hit me, I felt him hard through his shorts and was embarrassed as redness flushed my cheek. "Dude!" I said, my voice weak.

"I'm trying to get up but you are on me and this thing got my hands". He said out of laughter, then his hands were free, he wrapped them on my n.a.k.e.d b.u.t.t to help move me to the other side. "Jeez". He m.o.a.n.e.d and shifted his hands up to my waist and sent me rolling. Making our position more enthralled.

I was now under while he was on top of me trying his best to free his legs that got entwined by the duvet, I slide my hands down to help him with his legs,

"What are you doing?" He asked as he s.u.c.k.e.d in a deep breath.

I was embarrassed as my hand happened to be sliding in his shorts and I felt his hot flesh on my palm. Jeez, I quickly jerk out my hand and spread out my arms laughing. He looked at me confused then to our position and he smiles.

"Guess we will have to stay this way till our muscles are finally back". I said still laughing.

"Guess so". He winked. "Bless the sheets". He said in a really sweet tone as his eyes fell on my b.o.o.b.s and he lay his head between my b.o.o.b.s as he started to grind on me. I fought a m.o.a.n and felt heat rush down my spine. My hand rose to his c.h.e.s.t to push away, but they melted at the feels of his c.h.e.s.t. His hands cupped my b.u.t.t squeezing them roughly through the sheets. I quit jerking and slide my hand inside his shirt c.h.e.s.t pinching his n.i.p.p.l.es and at the same time tugging him closer than he already was.

I wrapped my legs around him, pushing my waist up to sink his d.i.c.k in my softness and felt how hard he has become and enjoyed the sweet sensation that flows through as he bit my lower lips and covered them with his, kissing me, his soft lips devouring my lips. Then the light came up and I heard Magritte call. "Lara are you alright?" She asked.

I couldn't find my voice as I managed to pull out from the kiss. "Y-y".

"Yeah, she's fine," Steven said and Magritte's voice came closer.

"Who's that?". She asked tipping close to my door.

"Me! I've got a cold". I said and started coughing. "But I'm fine now". I said because if I hadn't said the fine part she'd surely barge in suggesting to get Caleb for a check-up. And ended up seeing us this way.... me n.a.k.e.d and Steve half-n.a.k.e.d lying on me.

Steven laughed as I shoved him off me. "Finally gotten your strength back" he teased.

"Asshole". Came my response.