Caleb made a pit stop in his parent’s room to grab a dry shirt for Marcy before he went to change. He stood in front of his bedroom and checked his cell; no missed call from Becca. Disappointed, he opened his bedroom door, flipped the light on, and closed the door behind him. His wet shirt came off over his head before he tossed it into the hamper like a basketball. A perfect shot! As he turned around, he noticed his misshaped comforter. “Uh… who’s in my bed?” he asked with eyes wide. A female whispered, “Turn the light off.” When Caleb glanced around his room for a clue, he immediately noticed the absence of Becca’s portrait. His eyes drew back to the curvaceous lump under the covers. “Seriously…who’s in my bed?” “Turn the light off,” she whispered again. Caleb sighed impatiently as he walked over to his bed. Slowly, he pulled the covers back. Paige was sprawled out on his sleek cotton sheets in her pink satin underwear. She performed a seductive crawl on her knees and faced his shocked expression from the middle of the bed. Caleb staggered back. “Paige, what the hell are you doing? Get your clothes on!” Paige turned on the charm by flipping her golden locks to the side. “Caleb, I want you to be my first. Right here, right now, no strings attached. I want you.” she announced with a fiery gaze from her violet eyes. “Paige, I’m taken! You need to get dressed, and get out of my room.” With a moan, Caleb buried his face in his hands. “We’ve already been through this...”
“Oh, baby,” Booker reassured and reaching out a hand, he tenderly cupped Tom’s face in his palm. “I don’t want you to feel pressured. If you don’t feel ready—”
He turns her around and when she wouldn’t look into his eyes he tucked his finger under her chin and made her look directly in his eyes, “I can’t give you up. I don’t give a damn what the arrangement says.
His phone pinged on the bedside table, indicating that he had a text, but he ignored it and flopped onto his immaculate white bed. The sounds of his parents arguing still traveled upstairs and the ringing of the slamming door haunted his ears. However, bad as the distraction was, there was nothing in the world that could have stopped him from falling asleep as soon as he hit the
Bailey knew that teasing Calahan the way that she was would send him over the edge. Teasing was something that Bailey was a master at including when it came to making him want her. After all the fights and all the tension between them everything felt like it was back to the way it had been. Bailey had missed days likes this where they would both just tease each other and then fuck for hours. Pressing her lips to his she bit down on his lip harder than before tugging. “I'd disagree, but then that would be a lie. I've been bad. What are you going to do about it?” Bailey spoke linking her hand together with his as he did the same. Parting her lips she felt him press his cock against her rubbing her clit and up and down her pussy as she whimpered. Her body ached even more for him to be inside of her, for him to make her scream his name like he had done hours earlier.
What do go there he asked as he let himself fall beside her on the bed. Aaah, I see that you have everything. have you done this before he asked as he looked into the pink box? She had indeed everything and for the first time since they undressed, themselved Jessie mind was actually thinking about art. Okay, I won't lie I've been dying to play with your body, so I believe I should go first,
Once the alarm went off, both girls groaned wanting to sleep for another hour. Unfortunately, dinner with the Hollis' was happening very shortly. Both girls got out of their bed and walked over to the bathroom to freshen up. Carmilla washed her face as Laura brushed her teeth, vice versa. Once they we're woken up, Carmilla walked over to her dresser while Laura walked over to her closet. Laura pulled out a lovely form fitting black dress that showed off her neck and her toned arms. Carmilla slid into her infamous leather pants, threw on a black tank, and topped it with a black blazer with the sleeves rolled up to her elbows. "Hey Laura, can you pass me my red heels?"
“You are more than suitable; you are stunning and I’ve been shifting and hiding my arousal since the moment I walked into the room. Today, I think of no woman but you. That’s a promise. Most men would happily trade their lives to have a night with you, and I am aware of my good fortune.”
She was walking to her locker to put her books away, until she felt two hands wrap around her waist, pulling her closer to his body. She knew who it was; Chris, of course. He spun her around, and surprisingly, pecked her on the lips.
“Girls! Girls! Girls!” Vic says, showing his deep desire for the female
She smiled and kissed him square on the mouth and then whispered in his ear, "You know you’re the only man I’ll ever want in my bed, Henry Elijah Gullege." Turning every shade of red imaginable, Henry blushed.
I awake to a gentle shaking and the continual whisper of my name, coated in a tone of urgency. My body is slow to respond as my mind races but, finally, I convince my mouth to work and spill out, “What’s wrong?” not-so-well-shielded from worry as I espy the young camper who is barely tall enough to peer over the edge of my sleeping bag. With a look of embarrassment, the girl responds, “I wet the bed.”
"I'm all burned out." Tara said, tiredly pulling a blanket out of Anna's arms. "Good night."
Levi lays in bed thinking about how he messed up things with Lisa. Levi twiddles his thumbs while staring at the ceiling.
Laura responding with her soft sexy voice, ‘But he is so, so cute, I can’t keep my hands off him.’
She´s grabbed by her ellbow and pulled aside against a manly chest. Looking up with a smile said smile is kissed immediately. "Thought you have to meet someone," she whispers with a smirk. "Sadly it won´t kill them to wait a moment longer." Another kiss.