Hands

Freddie's P.O.V

We were left speechless I stared at Carly who looked at Sam concerned.

Excuse me

Sam sighed getting up to go to the bathroom. I saw her eyes which were glistened,I looked at Carly who shock her head telling me to let it go as Sam closed the door.

Pretty powerful blog huh Carl's

I noticed she looked uneasy as she clutched a pillow.

Yea I feel bad for the kid

She looked so lost and so uncomfortable so I moved from the desk to where she was I pulled her close earning one of her gorgeous smiles.

You okay Baby?

Putting my arm around her waist I kissed the side of her head .

I'm so lucky to have you as a boyfriend Freddie

She cuddled me looking up to me all I could think about was how amazing she was and how lucky I was.

Hey Carly guess what

What Freddie?

This..

I swooped her up and my lips descended onto hers quick as lighting she tasted like chocolate covered cherries coated in sugar. I caught her off guard as she gave a little squeal but wrapped her arms around my neck as I lowered her down onto her bed a slight moan escaped her lips.

I always thought it was cute how she closed her eyes when we kissed. Moving closer to her I could feel her heart beating fast . My hands wandered freely under her shirt over her back exploring her body making her moan squeal and gasp softly. My hands knew no limits as they traveled over her flat stomach feeling her soft sexy tanned skin across her sexy legs which she moved apart giving me more access. The hands then went up north over her bra strap which they unhooked her shirt somehow came undone what can I say my hands were fast and talented which pleased my eyes as she lay there fully exposed breathing heavy making the view that much more pleasant as my mouth covered both her juicy plump assets.

She squeaked and pushed me back I never wanted to disrespect her or make her feel like she had to do

Something she just wasn't ready for so I stopped pulling her close.

Running my hands over her face and through her hair. I whispered soothing words to comfort her which seemed to work she relaxed as she fixed her shirt and bra.

I fell beside her on the bed just watching her placing my hands on her stomach and her hip she smiled moving closer to me.

You okay Carl's?

Brushing my hand over her face. I felt how flushed she was and smiled kissing her check it felt kind of great to know I had that effect on her .

You never answered you okay baby?

I'm good Freddie just uh thankful to have such an amazing bf..

Well I am pretty adorable I know

Feeling better?

Sam came over her eyes avoided looking to where my hands were she just nodded .

Move Benson..

No...

Her voice sounded rough like she had been crying but she stared at me as I said no she wasn't going to push me off my own girlfriend's bed.

You dare defy the great Puckett?

Great? More like Lazy

Ah...

I was on-slaughtered with pillows by Sam as Carly squeaked diving under the bed laughing as Sam came forward. I covered myself with my arms watching while she crawled on the bed waiting for just the right moment till she was in front of me . Then I pounced grabbing her arm just as she rose to strike me.

My hands grasped her elbow startling her it gave me the perfect chance to yank her down she screamed Carly took advantage of a down Sam and slammed her with a pillow.

Within minutes our hands were flying armed with pillows. We were laughing and rolling as we attacked.

Carly's P.O.V

What's the definition of a hypocrite? Oh yea right A person who holds other people to higher standards than he holds himself. I always held Freddie and Sam to these high exceptions. I expected honesty most of all and yet here. I was lying straight through my own hypocrisy . Freddie was all over me his hands were just having a grand old time all over my body and I was doing what he expected moaning and squealing at all the right moments but I felt nothing. Well that's not true see here I go again lying I didn't feel nothing. I felt disgusted not by him Freddie was cute he was sweet and he was the perfect boyfriend in so many ways. That's the problem he was a boy..

I told him I loved him over and over everyday and I did as a friend but he was tacking it the way it should have been meant to be taken as a girlfriend but it wasn't how my heart felt for him.

My heart was beating for just one person the one who was currently locked in the bathroom crying her eyes out over that blog. I wanted to hold her and comfort her but I couldn't cause I just couldn't come out not to her not to anyone. So I let him kiss me I let his hands wander over my body and I did what was expected but it was all a lie.

What was it that kid said? Lies destroy lives? Was he onto something? If so I was in trouble cause all I could dream about was Sam...I wanted it to be her laying beside me on me kissing me I wanted to feel her heart beating against mine. It should be her hands on my body not his..

Was she thinking about me? Did she feel the same way? Closing my eyes yea Freddie thought it was cute he thought it meant I was savoring his kiss ..that couldn't be further from the truth I was trying to forget that it was him. I was dreaming it was Sam. In my mind she was the one for me in my heart she was it .. in reality Well..reality is what it always is Carly Shay is just too damn chicken.

She was upset I could see it she smiled through her pain as she joked with Freddie to get off the bed she said she was fine she was lying but I couldn't be mad I couldn't yell that she wasn't being honest cause well neither was I ...so I did the next best thing. I hit her with a pillow she shrieked which is just too sexy to me ..we were at it within minutes...Freddie had her arms held up as she wrestled with him. I watched her chest rise and fall but instead of getting fascinated. I took the opportunity to get friskier and before she knew it my hands were at it yanking her pants down she screamed as I hit her butt with the pillow. Freddie laughed as she fell off the bed her hands covering her butt . I fell on the bed by him all three of us laughing our butts off. I would be lying again though if told you I didn't watch her flesh shaking through her boxers and yes I could see inside. I would be lying if I said I wasn't turned on so damn hard that I could feel myself growing wet down there and feel my heart pounding so hard I was getting physically sick. Pressing my hands against my stomach I pretended I was hurting from laughing so hard but in reality I was hurting from my own gutlessness the pressure from my hands on my delicate skin relieved me of the pain by bringing in a fresher sharper pain. I closed my eyes laying back. Relax I told myself relax and stop these thoughts.