Hey here's the second one. Hope you all like it. Thanks for the reviews. Again I don't own iCarly or the characters.:( But I will do as I please with them in my stories.:)
How do I tell Freddie that I did something I wasn't ready for. How do I tell Sam. This is a crazy mess I've gotten myself into. How will Spencer see me, I most definitely will not be his innocent naive little sister anymore.
I don't regret it though, or do I. I still remember the touches, the fingers on my body. It was so amazing. The warm breath on my skin burning through to my soul. I still feel that tongue between my legs, dancing wildly. Know exactly what it was doing.
I could barely keep my head up or my eyes open. The feeling was so amazing that my body was acting on its own free will. I had no control. I loved it.
The experience was evident in those brown orbs that smiled seductively back at me from between my knees. I didn't know anyone could make those noises come from my mouth. But that tongue had magical powers.
Although it was a week ago, I'm surprised at how well I can remember all the details. Each tongue flick across my stomach and breast seemed to have left an invisible mark that I can still feel with the lightest touch of my fingers. All those low husky moans and enticements still echo in my head, it makes it so hard to concentrate on anything.
I never thought that I would be the type to do something like this, but after weeks and weeks of catching glances from those brown eyes I just couldn't help myself. Something took over me and I let myself go, to the dark side I guess.
I hate that I liked it, every moment of it. It was so out of character for me to do something like that, but I'm seventeen, who doesn't take these kinds of risk even with the repercussions.
It's odd that although I hate the liking of the act, I feel no guilt. I didn't hurt anyone did I? Of course not, it was my decision to fall into her arms the way I did.
Her hands knew how to be gentle and rough at all the right times. She knew exactly what I wanted.
After Sam and Freddie took off the other day after shooting iCarly I couldn't help myself, I had to call her. She had been in my head all day and I couldn't shake the image of her face.
"Hey Shay, how you doin'?" I couldn't stop the slight giggle that slipped. That line has always and will always remind me of Joey. Spencer used to catch me watching Friends late at night on TBS when I was younger.
"I'm good. What you up to?" I didn't want to be obvious that I wanted her to come over, but I thought maybe if I can pull off casual she'd come over and I could figure out the obsession I was having. Hopefully I could chalk it up to her perfume or something.
"Nothing at the moment. Why you wanna hangout?" I've never had the urge to yell yes before, but at that moment thats all I wanted to do. I had to remind myself to calm down and not to act like a crazy woman.
"Yea, sure."
"Where's Benson and Puckett on this clear Saturday evening?" At that moment I didn't know nor did I care. Which was odd cause I always knew and cared, but I didn't realize the oddness till later.
"I don't know actually. I just know I got a free night that I don't feel like staying home."
"Yeah. Well you should come over. We could totally watch some movies and listen to music. I just got some new stuff for my pearpod."
"You know what that sounds awesome. I'll be over in a bit." I grabbed my purse from my room and headed towards the front door.
"Hey Carls, where ya headed tonight? Meeting Sam and Freddie at the movies?"
"Movies? Did they say that's where they were going?" I was hit with a slight pang of jealousy. How could they go off to the movies without me.
I thought 'How rude', yeah I know totally channeling Stephanie Tanner, but it was. That made my justification for going to see her stronger. They wanted to go do something by themselves, well so could I.
"Yea Sam said you had to make a phone call and you were suppose to meet up with them at the Cineplex. Do you know what you guys are going to see?"
"Oh yea, that phone call. Umm no I think were deciding there. I better hurry before I get stuck watching another crime fighting penguin movie again." I left the apartment, grabbing my jacket as I disappeared through the entrance.
When I finally got to her place I had almost psyched myself out, thinking I was getting the wrong impression. When she opened the door to number 7 she had that same look in her eyes she always had when I caught her looking at me.
I don't know what came over me, but I kissed her. She didn't pull away either, in fact she tugged me into the front room and slipped my jacket off at the same time. I was so lost in her that I barely heard the front door shut behind me. Later I was glad that her parents weren't home.
She pushed us in the direction of her room down the hallway. The kiss had grown more feverish and we bounced off the walls as me made our way to her room.
The first time we broke away was when my back hit her bed. I just stared up at her, then my hands started to work on their own tugging her shirt over her head. Her hands did the same with mine.
She began kissing down my chest and I couldn't help but moan. Her lips were so hot and when her tongue would dart out across my skin I was sure it would burn away with the heat.
I had been so dazed by the sensations that I barely noticed when she started working on my belt. I looked down at those brown eyes and they smiled at me. With one final sigh I dropped my head back on the bed and enjoyed what was coming.