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I couldn't stop myself from writing this chapter. Here ya go.
Chapter 37
Seth was trying to murder me. I shouldn't have sat down next to him. I should've sat between Kaitlyn and Leah. But no, I have to sit next to Seth. The way that we were sitting, Seth could rub his hand up and down the length of my thigh without getting caught. Seth was taking total advantage of this dress. I swatted his hand at least five times; it didn't help any. Seth's hand would always end up back in my lap.
Sue's baked chicken was so fucking good, but it was too difficult to focus on anything but Seth's hand. On the one hand, I wanted him to stop before we were caught. On the other hand, I wanted him to relieve some of the pressure that I was feeling at the juncture between my legs. I was a sick, sick person.
"I was just telling Kaitlyn and Samantha that the other day, wasn't I girls?" Kaitlyn nodded her head. I had no idea what the fuck my mother and Sue were talking about, but I agreed to whatever she said. "So you actually want to go to the fashion show in LA next weekend?" Leah asked. Shit. Was THAT what they were talking about? "Uh, yeah. Totally." Lies. All of them. I vowed, at that moment, that if I ever got Seth alone again, I was going to murder him. I hated fashion shows.
"I don't know what Forks is doing to my daughter, but I'm okay with it," my mother hummed. I glowered at my plate. Forks had nothing to do with it… it was all Seth. And he was going to die because of it. I'd have to apologize to Sue for it, but she loved me. I'm sure she'd forgive me, especially once she realizes how much less trouble she'll have with Seth gone. She should actually thank me for it.
Dinner droned on. It couldn't move any slower. The only good thing about dinner, besides Sue fucktastingly good chicken, was the fact that my mother loved Sue. She even invited her to come along with us for the fashion show. Sue was very excited about it, a stark contrast with my still scowling face. I didn't want to fucking go.
After dinner, my family went into the living room to watch some crappy TV show. My father kept an eye on me. I figured that he was suspicious about Seth during dinner. Add to the fact that my father wasn't interested at all in the television, he was in a snooping mood.
"Hey, Baby Doll. I got that new CD for you. In my room. You should come check it out," Seth said excitedly. His boy charm was laid on pretty thick, hoping not to alert anyone as to what was about to happen. I stood up. "Sure." I followed him into his room, not sparing a look at my father who, I was sure, was staring daggers at Seth.
"Leave the door open!" Sue hollered. I heard her so I knew that Seth heard her. "Fuck," I whined. "I know," he mumbled. When we got to his room, I socked him in the arm, not hard enough to hurt myself and definitely not hard enough for him to actually feel anything. "What was that for?" "I have to go to LA now! To a fashion show!"
"Weren't you listening?" he teased. I rolled my eyes. "You know I wasn't listening." Seth pulled me to his chest and let his lips hover only centimeters away from mine. "You get distracted so easily." "Fuck you, Seth," I seethed. Seth laughed and shrugged, "Not with the door wide open. I mean, unless you really want to. Your dad would see us. Hell, he'd probably hear you. You can get pretty loud." I swatted at his arm again. He only laughed harder. "What did I not hear at dinner?"
"I'll be going with you. Well, your mom invited us. I don't know. She wants me to be in the show or something. I don't know if Sam will give me time off. But, if you go, I'll be there." That made me feel a lot better. Seth and I, both in Los Angeles. A really big city where we could sneak off and be by ourselves. I knew Seth hadn't really traveled much. I knew that he would love it there. I bit my lip in excitement. "It might not be so bad then." Seth kissed me softly on the lips. "I thought so too."
Suddenly, Seth pushed me on the bed, walked over to his CD player, played whatever song was inside, and sat down on his desk chair. I raised an eyebrow at his abruptness. He mouthed 'wait' to me and seconds later, I saw my dad peek into the room. "How are you kids doing?" he asked, a very suspicious tone. "Fine dad," I mumbled. "Okay." With that, he disappeared just as quickly as he appeared.
Seth gave me a bright smile and I returned it. "Close one. Quick thinking, Clearwater." Seth's smile melted into a smirk. "I have to admit, I like you in a dress. You hate it don't you?" he asked me. I nodded my head and gave a small smile. "I can tell. You don't look right. You look uncomfortable." "Thanks," I grumbled. "Believe me, there's nothing more that I want than to rip the dress off of you. But, we can't. Yet."
I rolled my eyes and stood up from his bed. I took a seat on his lap and let him wrap his arms around me softly. "The way things are going, I doubt we'll be able to fuck until we're married." "You want to marry me?" Seth asked with false astonishment. "Is that a proposal?" I teased back. Seth laughed. "Believe me, you'll know when I'm proposing. And we won't have to wait that long… do you want to break the rules tonight?"
"What do you mean?" "Sneak out." I gasped in genuine shock. Was my angelic boyfriend trying to convince me to break the rules? Was I willing to do it just for a few hours of alone time?
"Okay." Seth brushed his lips against my cheek. "I'll come over after my patrol." "Wait until I send you a text message. My dad likes to check on us once a night, every night. It's kind of weird." Seth chuckled against me and pressed his lips to the skin behind my ear. "It makes sense. He's smart to do that. We're doing exactly what he's checking on you for." He had a point.
Seth started to suck on my neck softly. I gasped a little too loudly and had to bite my lip from making any more embarrassing sounds. "Stop, Seth," I told him halfheartedly. "Why?" "Because if you leave a hickey on my neck, my dad will flip." Seth tightened his grip on my waist so I was pressed tighter onto his lap. I could feel his arousal pressing into me and I moaned softly. "Seth, we have to stop this." "I know we do," he whispered into my ear. "But I can't. Not my fault you came over here in a dress." It wasn't my fault either.
"Seth," I whispered softly as Seth continued to kiss and bite on my neck. "If you don't stop, we're going to get in trouble." "Since when did you care about getting in trouble?" Seth teased. "Since my dad came to visit." Seth groaned in my ear. "Not fucking fair." I turned around in his lap, so I could face him. Seth winced in pain. He still had a raging hard-on and I wasn't helping.
"I promise to make you feel better later." I kissed him and Seth wove his hand in my hair to keep me there. I could tell Seth's desperation just from the kiss. I felt guilty for teasing and torturing Seth like this. True, he turned me on during dinner, but I hadn't been in pain. I reached for the purse that I had thankfully brought with me and pulled out a small bottle of hand lotion. I squirted a nice amount in my hand and rubbed my hands together. I pulled away from him and looked him in the eye.
"Do me a favor?" He nodded slowly. "Listen for anybody coming. God I can't believe I'm doing this." Seth raised an eyebrow, his breath ragged, but his eyes excited. I pressed my lips to Seth's neck and moved my hands to his crotch. I unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. "Do not get too distracted," I warned him. "I swear, if we get caught, I'm not touching you ever again." Seth only nodded.
I gripped Seth softly in my right hand and heard him groan softly. "Don't get too distracted," I repeated. "I'll try," Seth gasped. I nipped Seth's neck as I slowly started to move my hand up and down his throbbing member. Seth was silent, but I knew that he was enjoying this from how tense he was. I wanted to look at Seth's face, but I knew that if I did, I'd get turned on, and that would cause more problems that we couldn't solve.
"Am I doing this right?" I asked Seth in between kisses and bites. "Yeah. It feels so good, Baby." I smiled into his neck and continued to suck at his neck. I knew that I wouldn't leave a hickey, but it still made Seth feel good.
"Fuck," Seth whispered. "I'm close." I bit his neck a little roughly and heard Seth gasp. "I can't wait until later on. When I get to have you inside of me. It's been too long. I miss having you slide in and out of me. Don't you?" Seth groaned softly. "Even doing this to you, I feel like I could cum right now." I felt a shudder go up Seth's spine and I could tell that he was close. All he needed was a little push. "Promise me, Seth. That when you do finally slide into me again, that you'll make me scream. Loud. Promise me that you'll make me forget my own name. Promise me that you'll fuck me good."
Seth's hips jerked forward and he came into my palm. He bit down on my shoulder to stifle his groan and I moaned at the sensation. He pumped into my hand, shooting his semen until he was completely done. Some of it leaked down on his jeans, but I don't think that Seth cared. He let his head fall on my shoulder as he tried to control his breathing again. When he was finally able to talk, he said "wow." I smiled at him. "Wow, is right. I have your cum in my hand, Seth."
Seth lifted his head off of my shoulder and picked up a random shirt off of his messy floor and handed it to me. I wiped my hand on his shirt and he tossed it in his dirty clothes hamper. "So, dirty talk… you like that huh?" I teased him. Seth smiled at me and kissed me on the lips.
I stood up from his lap and Seth zipped himself back up. "I'm going to go wash my hands." Seth nodded and took another deep breath. "That was fucking awesome." I smiled and walked towards the bathroom. As I washing my hands, I glanced in the mirror. "Fuck me." There was a huge bruise on my shoulder where Seth had bitten me. There was no way that I was going to be able to hide this.
Seth walked in the bathroom to see what happened to me. I had only whispered 'Fuck me' but he heard me. "Holy shit." I glared at Seth, my gaze burning his soul. "I'm so sorry, Baby Doll. I didn't mean to." I rolled my eyes. "How the hell am I going to cover this up? My dad's going to kill me. And you. Fuck."
"Okay, let's not panic. Leah has makeup. We can cover it up, right?" I shrugged. Leah's skin tone was slightly different than mine. I didn't have much of a choice. I just needed to have makeup to cover me long enough to get home so I could change into a shirt that could cover the bruise.
Seth led me to Leah's room. We searched for her makeup, but we couldn't find it. "What the hell are you two doing?" We turned around to see Leah and Kaitlyn standing in Leah's doorway. Leah's eyes went to my shoulder. "Holy shit! Did a vamp sneak in here and bite you?" I shook my head. "Seth." "Dad is going to kill you," Kaitlyn commented. I nodded. I knew that.
"We need makeup," Seth begged Leah. Leah walked over to her dresser and pulled out a compact. She opened it and scoffed. "This is going to be obvious." "I have makeup," Kaitlyn offered. I shook my head. Kaitlyn was too light. Leah was much closer to my color. It still didn't mean that it would work.
Leah used the sponge to collect some of powder and pad it on the bruise that her brother had given me. "Shit, Seth. What the hell were you trying to do?" Leah asked him. "I was caught up in the moment," Seth defended. I rolled my eyes. That was the understatement of the year.
Leah finished up and nodded her head in approval. "It doesn't look THAT bad. Unless your dad is looking for something, then he won't notice it." I was fucked. Seth held his head down in shame. "I'm so sorry, Baby Doll." "Stop apologizing, Seth. It's fine. Well, not really; but we can't do anything about it now. So don't worry about it."
Melissa walked in the room and told us that it was time for us to go. I sighed in irritation. This was not going to work. Leah and Kaitlyn left and Seth and I were left alone in Leah's room. "So, you don't want to sneak off tonight?" I bit my lip and smiled at Seth. "You're keeping your promise tonight, Seth." Seth gave me a small smile and kissed me on the lips. "I'll see you later?" I nodded and let Seth's lips capture mine again. "I love you." "I love you, too. I better walk you out before your dad comes in here and looks for you."
Seth and I walked hand in hand out of the house. My family was already piling in the suburban. I caught my father's gaze and tried my best to look unsuspicious. Instead of looking at my shoulder, he looked at our joined hands. Before letting go of Seth's hand, I kissed him quickly on the lips. That should distract my dad enough from my shoulder. He glared at me before my mother started talking to him about something that she deemed important. That was the only time that I could think of that I was actually happy that my mom never shut up.
I walked away from Seth and waved goodbye to Sue and Leah. I got in the suburban and tried to fade into the upholstery.
When I got home, things moved much easier. I ran into my room, grabbed my pajamas, and took a quick shower. I made sure not to get my hair wet so my hair wouldn't curl up again. I only had to wait for Seth to finish patrol.
Later on that night, at like 12:30, I got a call from Seth. I was laying in Melissa's bed since my parents were still using my room. Melissa was a heavy sleeper, thank god, and didn't wake up from the ringing.
Hello?
Hey.
My dad hasn't come in yet. He will soon though.
Okay. I'm down the street. Did he notice it?
No! Thank god.
Good. I'm really sorry about that Baby Doll.
I told you to stop apologizing. Besides, you should be thanking your lucky stars that I can't leave marks on you.
I would wear your marks proudly.
You're such a corn ball.
Text me when your dad checks on you.
Ok. Love you.
Love you too. See you in a bit.
I laid in bed and waited for my dad to come in check on us. I waited for what felt like hours. I could feel myself getting sleepy and I silently prayed that my dad would hurry his ass up. I started to think that he wasn't going to show up until I heard his footsteps in the hall.
I quickly closed my eyes and pretended to sleep. My dad opened the door and I could feel his gaze on me. I heard my dad walk in the room and I felt him move some of my hair out of my face. It tickled, but I didn't laugh. "Mary is going to drive this girl away. She didn't have to make her straighten her hair. She's fine the way she is." I felt like crying. I don't know why, but hearing my dad say that made my heart clench. Someone finally understood me. I had someone on my side. He'd always be on my side.
A few seconds later, my dad left, closing the door behind him. I heard his footsteps disappear down the hall and I heard the door of my room close. I sighed in relief and opened my eyes to reach for my phone.
Daddy made his rounds.
Count to thirty and open your window.
I did as Seth instructed. When I opened the door, I saw Seth standing below Kaitlyn's window. He was shirtless and smiling up at me. "Hey," I whispered. "Jump down. I'll catch you." I raised an eyebrow at him. "I promise to catch you," Seth repeated. "What if you don't keep your promise?" I asked him. He smirked up at me. "I plan on keeping ALL of my promises tonight."
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