I jumped onto Brittney's bed and looked around; it's not too girly and I like that. While laying on her bed, I noticed the framed pictures on her nightstand and a glass bottle with a sail boat inside. She spun around with her camera and snapped a picture. Photography is her thing. Britt giggled and kept taking pictures as I got up and tackled her onto the bed. "Saving those for your personal collection, ya creep?"
"Maybe," she teased sitting on my lap. I squinted into the lens.
"Oh shit!" I yelled while looking behind her. She turned in shock so I grabbed the camera from her hands. Smiling I said, "The tables have turned." We goofed around for hours; My face hurt from smiling so damn much! You know you have someone special when you can have a blast doing absolutely nothing.
We heard her dad closing the front door and yelling "Good bye sweetie," leaving for his night job. Such a feeling of relief came over me.
Brittney looked at me, "He must think you're not here anymore! Looks like we got the house to ourselves." We both grinned and pulled each other closer.
She wears this vanilla perfume that reels me in, so you could say there was lots of kissing. Then I got an idea. "I'm gunna give you a tattoo. Just relax and it won't hurt at all." Her head rested in my lap and I swept away her hair. There were pencils beside her bed; I quickly grabbed one with a devious smile. I could see her cute little smirk too. I wrote 'You r so sexy,' on her neck.
Once my hand lifted, she sat up and declared, "My turn! Give me your arm, boy." I watched her delicate fingers write 'I love you.' My heart jumped. Then she wrote, 'Leave with me' on her palm. I never realized what that meant.
"You drive me crazy." She bit her lip and pulled me closer. Her skin is so soft, I can't keep my hands off. My fingers slowly moved up her thigh, is she ready?
"Britt, I care about you.. like a lot. And I don't want to rush things but-" She kisses me out of nowhere.
"Don't say another word, just kiss me."
I quickly rolled over, drawing her underneath me. Her kisses are addicting; she knows what I like. Kneeling above her, I pulled off my white tee and threw it. Her face looks serious yet playful at the same time. I slowly kissed up her stomach to her neck as I pulled up her shirt. "Damn baby" I whisper. Britt's body is perfect.
"You know.. I'm a virgin, right?" she breathed into my ear. The hesitation in her voice told me that she wasn't ready. I'm not one to pressure girls, so I figured I'd take it easy. With one hand cupping her face as we kissed, my other hand rubbed over her shorts.
'Think about basketball, think about basketball, think about basketball' I had to tell myself to stay in control. Ugh girls drive me crazy. I collapsed on top of her and just laid there for a while; she softly rubbed my back up and down. From her soothing touch and comfy bed, we fell asleep.