Author's note ;; S0o0o, I decided too make another chapter. Yay? Nay?
Either way, Here it is. Hope you enjoy it!
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Disclaimer ;; Still don't own anything =[ sadly.
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Chapter two ;; Set off with a touch.
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Lizzie's hands ran across her computer keys as she starred at the screen in front of her. She really hadn't been able to think straight at all. That morning she had the weirdest dream ever, and then she realized that she actually found her step brother attractive. Disgusting, she knows but she couldn't help it. He was. More then just ordinary attractive too, the kind of attractive that made her mouth water and her breath catch.
She just couldn't figure out why she never noticed it before. They lived under the same roof - how could she miss the fact that one of the hottest guys ever lived there? Nothing had ever really made her think about it. She just … she just didn't know what to think or even how to feel about it.
Yawning, she shook her head and turned off her computer. Sighing softly, she turned and faced her bed. The scene of the crime. Where everything had went down in her dream. Man it had been so vivid. Not physically clear really, but mentally. She felt like she was experiencing it and seeing it - yet, she wasn't. So weird, yet so damn amazing. Best dream that she's ever had. That was for sure. Only it was causing way to many crazy thoughts for her Liking.
Standing up she walked over and grabbed her empty glass of water, heading downstairs. Edwin and Marti set in the living room watching a cartoon while George set at the Dinning room table with her mother. Most likely trying to figure out bills or something along those lines. They would probably have better luck letting Edwin do that stuff.
She set her glass down on the counter and got the water out of the fridge, to refill her glass. Once she did that, she glanced up to see Edwin walk in the kitchen. Returning the water to the fridge, she leaned up against the counter as she took a small sip from her glass. Her eyes watched Edwin as he reached up and grabbed a small snack pack of chips. Awhile ago, she couldn't see why her friend Shelly would like him. In fact, she had found it sort of gross. However, now she was starting to realize why anyone would like him. He was smart, inventive, sarcastic, funny, and cute. Not to mention he was a Venturi.
"Oh…." Edwin stopped before leaving the kitchen, taking a seat at the counter. "I almost forgot. Demi called before and asked if we wanted to go join a soccer game later on." He paused long enough to shove some chips into his mouth before continuing. "Apparently he is having a bunch of people over at his house."
"Name a few." Lizzie said, watching Edwin closely.
"Well …. Him, Rob, Kellan, and Shelly. Don't know who else."
Lizzie bit her lip, thinking. Did she want to go play Soccer? Well, that was an easy answer. She did. It might even do her some good getting out of the house and away from Derek. Who apparently was the object of her affection. She nodded, "Yeah. Sure. Game on. When is it?"
Edwin glanced down at his watch before replying. "In a few hours but he said we can come over early if we want. I'm gonna be the score keeper." Edwin stated throwing another hand full of chips into his mouth.
She rolled her eyes. Yep, something Derek has that Edwin clearly doesn't - athletic talent. Hey! Derek and Lizzie have that in common. A smile appeared on her face as she thought about that. They had bonded over that, when he helped her with her hockey. That had been cool of him.
"Your spacing out again Liz." Edwin stated, snapping her out of it.
"Oh shut it." Lizzie said walking past him and up towards her bedroom again. She entered her room and threw herself back down on her bed, after setting her glass down of course. Reaching over, she grabbed her pillow and brought it under her head at the edge of the bed with her. She was looking directly at the ground.
She wasn't sure how long she lay there, just trying to think of anything but her dream. It worked for awhile, but it sometimes jumped right back to it. Right back to Derek's soft husky whisper against her skin. His hands roaming her body. His rock hard dick inside her - making her body explode with pleasure. Yeah, it always went straight back to it.
A knock came at her door, before it opened to reveal Edwin. "When do you wanna leave for the game?" He asked looking at Lizzie.
"Oh uh…" Lizzie looked around and shrugged. "Lets go now. I have nothing to do anyhow." She said standing up, and slipping her sneakers onto her feet.
"Okay." He stated pushing the door open, then they walked down stairs.
The walk to Demi's house wasn't far away, just two streets down. Which really wasn't that far. Lizzie looked around the neighbor hood and then glanced at Edwin who walked beside her. "So … Edwin, you still like that Jenny girl?"
He looked at her and shook his head. "She has a boyfriend now."
"But didn't you guys go out on that date?"
He nodded, "Yeah, which was weird but whatever. She isn't really my type after all. She was just cute."
"What's your type?" Lizzie asked, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear.
"I don't know. Smart, fun, funny, cute, athletic maybe, and easy to talk to. I don't know. She just wasn't."
Lizzie laughed and shrugged her shoulder. "Well, she's the one missing out. So just forget about her."
He chuckled, "Sure. Already forgotten." He said, smiling some.
She crossed her arms and sighed. Lizzie has had a boyfriend, last year she went out with that one guy for about two months. The most they ever did was kiss, but Edwin had more then one girlfriend - she wondered how far he had gotten with her. Most of her friends had already been felt up by a guy and one of her friends had already had sex. Sometimes she felt like she was the only one who hasn't gone far enough with a guy. Then she had her sex dream … well, she just thought she should be more experienced by now. She was after all fifteen - and people did things younger and younger now days.
"Hey Edwin …" She stopped, trailing off. She had spoken before she had thought about it.
"Yeah?"
She shook her head, deciding that it would be best not to ask him what she was thinking about asking. "Oh, never mind." She laughed. "That question might make you a bit uncomfortable." She laughed some more.
He shook his head, "No. Come on, now I'm curious."
Lizzie looked over at him and shook her head. "Trust me. The question would totally make you uncomfortable."
"Maybe, maybe not. Ask me."
She studied his face for a moment, and sighed. "Fine. I was just wondering how far have you gotten with a girl." Lizzie watched his reaction to this and as she expected, he tensed up a bit. He looked like he was trying to figure out how to reply.
"Um …. Uh, Far enough?" He didn't state it, just question it as he looked at her.
"That's not what I asked Ed. Have you ever felt a girl up, ever fingered one, have they given you a hand job or blow job, or have you even had sex?" She asked, not caring if it was making him uncomfortable, she had warned him. "Told you it would make you uncomfortable."
""No, it's not that … It's just. Why do you want to know?"
She shrugged, "Just wondering. I've been thinking about it lately."
"Well … if I tell you - will you tell me?"
Lizzie nodded and smiled slightly, was she really going to get an honest answer? He didn't seem as tense about talking with her about it anymore, but he still looked a bit hesitant. "Defiantly. I've only been felt up, my hand hasn't been down any guy's pants. Not that I haven't thought about it though."
Edwin looked a bit stunned by the fact that she was so willing to spill the beans and talk about this, and with him no less. "Uh …. well, I've gotten … I mean … Uh…."
She stopped walking, grabbing his elbow so he would stop as well. She looked at him and crossed her arms. "It's okay. What did you get? A blow job?"
"No. Hand …" He trailed off, as he swallowed.
"Really? Did you return the favor by fingering her?"
He shook his head, glancing at her before continuing, "No. She didn't feel comfortable enough for that. She just wanted to know what … it felt like."
"What did it feel like?" Lizzie asked smiling at him, as weird as it sounded - she was kind of really interested in all of this and she wasn't shy about it either. Not as shy as Edwin anyhow. She felt comfortable enough around him to talk and ask these things. It was kind of weird how she felt slightly uncomfortable asking Casey about it earlier, but she felt completely fine talking about it with Edwin. Weird.
"What? What did what feel like?" He asked, now full out looking her in her eyes.
"Oh I mean the hand job. Even though I kind of want to know what 'it' feels like too." She said chuckling.
"Oh …." Edwin's cheeks blushed a shade of red as he shrugged. "Good. Really good."
"Hmm. I kind of wanna do It." She stated. "But I wouldn't really be able to. Not going to do it with just anybody." Lizzie started walking as she added, "I'd want to trust them, know that they aren't just using. Someone … Well, someone just like you."
Edwin looked at her confused for a moment, his eyes turning to the pavement as he tried to think about what she had just said. She could see this from the corner of her eye, watching him try to figure out what exactly she had meant by that comment. Which only made her feel amused and accomplished.
Oh, whatever it was, it felt good. Actually, the correct term would probably be sexuality. She's never even associated that word with herself, but that's what it was. Maybe not to everyone else - but to a boy her age, she could be considered sexy. She was fifteen, going onto sixteen in a few short months. Her body had developed and changed into something allot more … appealing. She had finally grown tits and now had curves. She was thankful for that too. It seemed like it had taken forever. her favorite part about herself defiantly had to be her boobs.
She did wonder it all felt like. Lizzie bit her lip and looked down at the pavement as well. She wondered what Derek would feel like. Maybe he was really big, or maybe he was just normal size. Would she think its weird touching him? Or maybe she would get turned on by knowing that she was turning him on. So many questions. Not enough answers.
About four minutes later, and they were on Demi's lawn. Lizzie smiled at Demi but went over to Shelly first. Shelly looked right past Lizzie and at Edwin. "Edwin came?!" She said gazing at him as she took another drink from a juice box. "He isn't gonna play is it?"
Lizzie laughed and shook her head. "Oh, defiantly not." She laughed and nudged her friend. "Come on, lets go get the teams sorted out."
The game started and everything was going fine. Lizzie's team was actually one point up. That was until Lizzie tripped and hit her head on a rock. "Ow!" She shouted rolling over onto her back and holding her head.
Everyone crowded around her and peered down at her. Edwin kneeled beside her and pulled her hand away from her forehead. "Lizzie it's bleeding."
"And your point is?" She said pulling her hand back and holding it to her forehead again.
"The point is, my mom should give you a ride back home." Demi stated as he ran into his house.
Lizzie groaned and sat up. "Damn Demi and his rocky yard." She mumbled under her breath as Edwin helped her up. Demi's mother rushed out and rushed the two of them back to their house.
Lizzie walked in behind Edwin and went straight into the kitchen - letting Demi's mother explain what happened to Nora. After Demi's mother left, Nora walked in and tried to clean Lizzie up. "It doesn't look that bad. Just a cut. Nothing to serious lizard." She whispered as she finished wiping off the blood from her daughters forehead. "Oh shoot, the first ad kit is downstairs. I'll be right back." She stopped before heading downstairs, "Derek, come and make sure Lizzie is okay. She hit her head during a game." Nora disappeared down the stairs.
Lizzie looked over her shoulder to see Derek coming down the stairs and then entering the kitchen with her. Edwin had went upstairs and she had no clue where everyone else was. All she knew was that Derek's walk was just as hot as he was. Fuck, he was way too good looking for his own good.
"Damn …" He muttered as he stopped before her, looking straight at her forehead. "What did someone beat you over the head for beating them or something?" He asked reaching out to brush her hair away from her face, so he could see it clearer.
She closed her eyes and suddenly felt her mouth water from his closeness. She was sitting on a stool while he was brushing her hair aside … god, why was her lower stomach getting all tingly? Not to mention that weird feeling between her legs. Simply because he was so close and brushing her hair aside. His fingers brushing against her skin just slightly. Barely. It sent a weird sensation through her, like an electric shot but amazing. "No … I fell and Demi's yard had some rocks in it. I fell and hit one." Lizzie said in such a soft voice that she wasn't even sure he had heard it.
Derek's brown eyes looked down at her and studied her face expressions. His brows furrowed as he squinted his eyes slightly. He ran his thumb along the side of her forehead, not close to her cut. He watched as she bit her lip. "You hit it pretty hard huh?" He asked, watching her eyes open and connect with his.
She nodded and swallowed. "Yeah. It hurt."
He walked around the counter and grabbed a soda from the fridge. Lizzie let out a breath, that she hadn't even realize she was holding. What the hell was this strange new effect he had over her? She liked it, but it was also so new and surreal. Her blue eyes gazed over at him as he took a large gulp of the soda. Man, she would love to be that Soda can. She set her elbow on the counter and rested her chin into her palm.
"What is taking her so long?" Derek mumbled setting the soda down, gripping the edge of the counter and looking down at the floor.
She bit her lip and imagined what it would be like if her dream wasn't fake, but real. Something that they were hiding away from everyone and secretly enjoying between one another. A small grin formed her face as she watched him glance at the basement door.
"Derek, she's probably just looking for her." Lizzie whispered as she slid of her chair and in between his body and the counter. Her back resting against the counter as her hands ran down his chest. "I think you'll be able to help me out allot more then my mom." She whispered against his cheek.
A soft but insanely hot chuckle escaped his lips as he ran one of his hands down her back, the other one cupped her chin. "But she's taking forever." He whispered flicking his tongue along her upper lip just slightly.
"More time that we have alone." She said running her hand down and sliding her fingers between his belt buckle and skin.
"Hmm. Now you do have a point there." He whispered as he bit down on her lower lip very gently before kissing her deeply. Not waiting for permission, just letting his tongue explore the familiar territory. His hands left their places in order to squeeze her ass, while bringing her body closer to him. "Mhmm." He moaned against her lips as he pulled away.
"You going to sneak in my bedroom again tonight?" She asked glancing over towards the basement before sliding her fingers down his pants a bit more, teasing him with her fingers.
He let out a soft groan, tilting his head back and swallowing. "Yeah …"
Nora sighed as she entered the kitchen. "Sorry I took so long. I had to look everywhere for it." She said as she set the first ad kit down on the counter and returned to Lizzie's cut. Lizzie on the other hand, was just realizing that she had been starring at Derek dreamingly as she day dreamed. Damn it. Now he was looking at her suspiciously.
"Ma, it's fine …" Lizzie said holding her hand up and glancing at Derek. His gaze on her was burning a hole in her, she could swear it was. It was making her feel strange.
Nora rolled her eyes and grabbed a bandage from the kit. "Just sush. I'll put this on and then you can go upstairs."
Lizzie rolled her eyes and looked down at the floor as she saw Derek leave the kitchen out of the corner of her eye. She sighed once again and shook her head after her mother placed the bandage on her forehead. "Thanks mom." She said, running her fingers through her hair. "I'm gonna go lay down." She said walking upstairs.
Man her day dreams were intense.