I look up from my book. A pair of wide brown eyes are looking right at me. I can't believe it.
"Ponine!" I shout, jumping up immediately and throwing my book to the floor. I leap into her arms; feeling her embrace is nice. I missed her.
Eponine had been dragged along on a trip with her family, although it wasn't much of a vacation for her. Ever since she told her father about me, her chores were increased so that she could hardly leave the house.
I'm still in her arms. I feel a little disappointed when she pulls away to take out a small box from her bag. She hands the box to me; her face is completely lit up in excitement.
The box is small and white, with a pink ribbon tied neatly into a bow. I carefully pull at the ribbon. It comes undone easily; I let it fall to the floor next to my book. I lift up the lid to reveal a golden locket shaped as a heart.
"Oh my god, Eponine," I manage to spit out the words while gently stroking the locket, and then picking it up out of the box.
"Open it," Eponine says with a smile more beautiful than spring.
I carefully pry open the golden heart locket. Inside, there are two itty bitty pictures. One of me and one of Ponine.
I kiss her.
Her lips are soft. God, I love kissing her. I can feel her smile, which is beautiful, when I kiss her. I smile back, my tongue brushing along her teeth.
She pulls away, and then offers to put the necklace on for me. I turn around, pulling my hair to one side so the back of my neck is bare. She drapes the necklace around my neck, and tightens the clasp. She leans in and kisses my neck. I let her.
Her lips are so soft making their way down my neck to the strap of my tank top. I feel her nibbling at it. I turn around so I can look her in the eye. Those beautiful eyes. With a devilish grin, I pull my tank top over my head and toss it to the floor, where it joins my book and a pink ribbon. A smile spreads across Eponine's face, as she studies my topless body. She looks at my bra for a long time. Neither one of us moves. Eagerly, I reach out for her hand. She now looks into my eyes as I place her hand gently on my breast.
I ask her if she wants to explore other parts of me She blushes a lot, her beautiful face flushing a bright shade of pink. I quickly slide out of my skirt, revealing a pink pair of lacy panties.
"Have you ever touched a girl before?" I ask, pulling her body closer to mine.
We are both sitting in my bed, leaning against the headboard. She shakes her head.
I take her hand in mine, and bring it down to my panties. She takes control now, and slips her hand beneath the thin pink lace. Her fingers gently brush their way down. I bite my lip. When she finally reaches my clit, and circles it carefully, I let out a soft moan. God—it feels so nice
"Faster,"I whisper while her fingers are still on my clit. She goes faster, but only for a moment. My breathing grows heavier. Now she is making her way down lower, her fingers meet my entrance. She slides herself into me; I moan loudly this time. She kisses my neck at the same time, hard enough to leave a mark.
Her fingers are moving faster now, and she is kissing my lips. She presses her tongue up with mine, and pushes hers down my throat. I try to yell her name, but I end up moaning it into her mouth . I like that.
Finally I come, and I collapse into her arms. I look into those beautiful eyes again. She is so beautiful.
After a moment, she breaks the silence.
"I really need to shower," she says, still holding me. I know she doesn't really need to shower, she smelled like soap when she had arrived.
I take the hint.
"I'm going to take you apart," I respond with a grin as she pulls me toward my bathroom.