I have no family... well I technically do... but it doesn't feel like it. Dad's in the army. I don't even know where he is anymore. I lost track a year ago. He never comes home anymore, something to do with "serving and respecting our country". I think he just doesn't want to come home.

Mom works 12 hour shifts. She's a nurse at a fancy private hospital. She works all day and gets called out at night for emergencies so I never see her either.

I'm an only child. I've never had anyone here for me... I guess that's why I am the way I am.

I'm Gabriella Montez and I'm 19. I'm very mature for my age, considering I had to raise myself. I've never had many friends, just acquaintances. I guess I'm just not lucky like that. But one thing I'm good at? Boys

I was 16 when I first did it. His name was Jason and he had the finest body in my year level. I thought I was special because he had been trying to get with me for months... turned out it was a joke. The whole school had been in on it and they all waited for me to finally give in to him.

The day after what I thought was the best night of my life I was announced a slut. Now I realize that I shouldn't have cared, but as soon as it got around I felt like my only choice was to live up to my reputation. I didn't want them to see how hurt I was. And that's how I became this.

I'm with a different guy almost every night and I've never had a boyfriend. Go figure. I've been with so many guys I've lost count and I just can't help myself.

I want it too easily. I can't resist it. I don't know why.

Maybe it's because I want to feel close to someone, but no matter how hard I try I need to be with someone. No matter how much it hurts them.


I first noticed him in the dark corner of the club. I could faintly see his bright blue eyes sparkling under the fluorescent light. He was tall with sandy blonde hair. My favorite. He was well built; I could see the definition on his biceps. I could also see his smooth abs through his tight black, v-neck tee.

I made my move across the dance floor, skillfully traveling through the gyrating bodies around me. Guys tried to get my attention but I had found my target, and now he'd found me.

"Hey" I said in the most seductive voice I could muster.

"Hey beautiful"

"Hi"

"Troy." He stretched out his hand. I grabbed it, but instead of shaking it, I pulled him closer and grabbed him by his neck.

"Gabriella" I whispered

"Let me get you a drink, beautiful."

Easy. As. Pie

4 drinks and 20 minutes of dancing later we were driving home to his place. He said he only lived a couple of minutes away but I couldn't keep my hands off him.

As he drove I slowly began to undo his jeans. He looked over at me with desire. I knew what he wanted, but he would have to wait for that. I slid my hand up his shirt, finally feeling those hard abs. His breath hitched, I had him. I began to make my fingers walk down towards his underwear but before I they reached their destination he stopped the car. I looked up and realized we were here.

He quickly buckled up his jeans and jumped out of the car, fumbling with his keys as he struggled to open the door. I waited patiently as he fixed up his room. It was a nice house. I noticed a family portrait on a side table. I walked over and took a closer look. Troy was there, with his parents and three younger brothers. I felt someone behind me and stood up. Before I had a chance to turn around he had pushed me against the wall.

His lips trailed down my neck towards the clasp of my bra. Somehow he managed to undo it with his teeth. He made his way back up to my earlobe and gently bit down. I sighed and turned to face him. His hands travelled up my arms, sliding the straps of my dress off my shoulders. I went back to his jeans, unbuckling them and sliding them down. He pushed up against me and I felt how much he wanted me. He stepped out of his jeans and ripped his top off. I stared at his amazing body. So defined and tanned. He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist. Slowly he walked to his room and laid me down on the bed.

He ground himself on top of me and I arched my back. I needed him. Soon. He gently licked down my throat towards my breasts. When he reached them he took me in his mouth, gently sucking on my tender nipple. I groaned softly and I felt him smile. He moved on to the other and gently bit down. I gasped at the feeling and he slowly flicked his tongue across, making me wet with desire.

I ground against him, letting him know I wanted him. He chuckled and moved down to my stomach, leaving love bites all the way down. He stopped at the edge of my thong. He bit the edge and pulled them off with his teeth. I arched again, not being able to help it. He returned and gently kissed down me. Slipping his tongue in every once in a while. I tangled my fingers in his hair, pressing him to me, wanting him to go deeper. In one split second he thrust his tongue into me and I cried out in agony. I wanted him inside me now.

I pulled his head up and ground against his pulsing erection. He understood and whipped off his boxers. I laid back down and he thrusted into me. Slowly at first. Teasing me. I met his thrust, pulling him in deeper. He filled me up perfectly and it felt amazing. Each thrust would send shivers down my spine. He licked and nibbled my breasts while he skillfully pounded into me. I could feel the heat rising and the shudder inside me as I came. It surrounded me and I collapsed underneath him. He smiled and let himself feel it.

I lay there next to him, wondering how after all these years, I had never felt the way he made me feel.


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