Ivan Knight
"You do always end up wet when you're with me." I chuckle looking down at Valeria that was beneath me in the backseat of my car.
God, she felt so good.
Her body on top of mine, or the other way around. I haven't felt that many emotions while fucking someone ever before. It was always just a casual hookup with a girl who talked to me.
But there was no one like my angel. She was nervous at first, but she loosened up, and as we kept going the nervousness faded away.
Not going to lie, I was stressed as well. Because for the first time...ever, I was doing it for someone I have feelings for. I'm still not sure what they were, but they seemed unfamiliar.
She was smiling, and her face was red and sweaty. Her hair was still wet from the rain, making her look even more angelic.
She's so beautiful.
My brain still couldn't process the feeling of her on my neck, as she climbed over me in the backseat. My heart was beating faster than ever.
The car was a mess, our clothes were everywhere, it will be a bitch to try and find all the items in the dark but oh well.
"It's my first time, you know." She suddenly spoke as her chest was still rising up and down due to her fast breathing. Her words shocked me and I couldn't help but widen my eyes.
She trusted me enough to do this with me for the first time. I will never make her regret this. Never in a million years.
"Is it?" I ask out of surprise.
"Yeah, never really met the right person...well until I met you." She murmurs and I noticed her cheeks blushing at her confession.
"But you were an amazing baby." She was, and I couldn't process how she was so good at it if it was her first time.
"Ok, it's kind of embarrassing to say, but I read it in books. I love romance books and they aren't really for children." She explains slightly embarrassed, but I couldn't help but smirk at her statement.
I approach my face to her and give her a quick kiss. "Let's get dressed, we should probably get back home." The rain had stopped thankfully, so I could drive without being stressed, and I didn't want anyone finding out she wasn't in her room that late.
"Yeah okay." She agrees, and we both sit up properly getting the different items of clothing. Some were in the front seats, others on the floor, and we managed to find them all and put them on quickly.
We climb to our seats, and I turn the ignition of the car back to start heading towards our next destination.
I drive for about ten minutes, and I look in the direction of Valeria seeing she was asleep. She must've been exhausted. I hope the sound of the GPS won't wake her up, she needed some rest. Besides, now she had to go back home to clean herself up, and put on some dry clothes. It's a good thing it was Friday, so she can sleep as much as she wanted without needing to worry about waking up early for school. But the real problem is having to get back to her room. I had left the ladder beneath her window, and I hope she wasn't too tired to climb it properly without making a noise that would wake up her father. She couldn't keep her eyes open.
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I parked my car a little distance away from her house so that no one would hear us getting out of it. I needed to wake up Valeria.
"Angel, wake up, we're home." I shake her shoulder slightly and whisper to her.
She didn't listen to my words and turned the other way. I keep saying her name but she was stubborn.
"VALERIA," I say loudly, and she opens her eyes wide due to the sudden noise.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm just really exhausted." She mumbles while rubbing her eyes.
"It's okay. Let's get out of the car. You need to get back to your room."
We hop off the vehicle and start walking towards her house. We arrived at the ladder that was still in its position.
"Come on," I say.
She puts her hands on the side of the ladder and starts climbing step after the other. She was slow stopping for a few moments as she got up to regain her balance but she still made it. As she arrived at the last one, she pushes the window open. Thank god she didn't lock it. She was safely in her room, she looked down at me and waved blowing me a kiss. I pretend to catch the kiss and put it in my back pocket. She smiles and I mouth the word goodbye without making any sound. She closes the casement and was now out of my sight. I carry the ladder and put it back to its original place not leaving any evidence of her sneaking out.
I head back to my car, placing myself in my seat, and start driving home.
Dad was used to be getting back home late so he wouldn't question a thing.
I think Roger was still here though. It was normal for him to hang out and sleep, so I wouldn't be shocked if I found him unconscious in my bed. I know it's weird that he stays in my bed, but it's always been this way since we were children and I didn't mind it.
I take my house keys out of my back pocket and open them trying not to make too much sound. I go to my room and saw a Roger laying in my bed wearing my pajamas as I expected. I grab some clean clothes and take them to the bathroom.
I shower quickly, dry myself with a towel, and put on my clothes. I open the bathroom door and walk out crashing to sleep next to Roger.
What an unexpected day.
And I owe it all to Roger's inspirational speech.
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Valeria Campbell
Ivan was gone, and I was back in my bedroom. I froze trying to decipher what just happened.
I just snuck out with Ivan at night, to my comfort place I've never told a friend about, kissed him, and danced with him to our song in the rain. And that's not all, we hooked up in the fucking backseat of his car.
How is that my life?
No complaints though.
I went to the bathroom to take a shower trying not to make my dad hear anything. Thank god it was next to my room, it would make things a lot easier.
I cleaned myself up, wrapped a towel around my body, and walked back to my bedroom. I quickly put on my underwear and some red sweatpants, as well as a black oversized t-shirt.
I turn the lights off and jump on my bed, getting cozy beneath the sheets. I needed to sleep, my eyes felt heavy from tiredness, and adventuring in the middle of the night does have its consequences.
I have assumptions of what I'm going to dream about tonight.