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He was always in the same classes with me, which meant we were always clashing. We hated each other with a passion, a reason the teachers used to stick us together for every project. They caused disasters to happen, and most times, I ended up with bad grades in the projects. He and I had never gotten along. We couldn’t even breathe the same air without being ready to kill each other over it. By high school, nothing had changed. But now every time we clashed, sparks lit the atmosphere. Having always been enemies, this new light scared us both. Tom was the guy with a bad boy image, always having girls hanging off him; yet every time we clashed, the very next day, a new toy would decorate his arm. They always had that slutty look, boobs hanging out, skirts falling to just above the crotch – and there he was – always parading them around like cattle. Last time I checked, girls didn’t moo for a living. He didn’t care, they were just accessories that lasted no more than a day or two. He disgusted me to no end. I should have known that nothing lasts forever, but ignorance was my downfall. By senior year, he never had a girl around, or any friends for that matter. His aura never changed, the mystery about him only grew, but what really scared me was when he quit in his barter with me. For some reason, his hatred had died overnight, and no matter how hard I tried, he wouldn’t engage in battle. It was the year everything changed. He became a shell of his former self, and people Escort Erenköy gradually forgot all about him. His fire had died and I seemed to be the only one left to remember his former glory – and to be honest – I missed it. As much as I thought I hated him, I craved talking and arguing. Every morning, I had gotten up thinking of how I could push his buttons and make him snap. It was such an important point in my life, that living without it scared me more than I could have ever imagine. By the end of yet another silent, boring day, I head for home with thoughts running through my mind, forming into a plan. I would give him no choice but to snap back. I needed a reaction out of him. I couldn’t stand this unending silence. The next day was Friday, I arrived early and scouted out the halls. His locker was nicely placed – if the need arrived, I could get us to a storage closet with little difficulty. Seeing him enter the front doors, I bee-lined toward him, weaving through the crowd. The bell rang in the distance, signaling five minutes until class. Students were pushing and shoving, not wanting a tardy. Reaching my target, I grabbed Tom’s wrist, dragging him toward the closet I had spotted earlier. Opening the door, I pulled us in as I flipped on a switch, bathing the small room with glowing light. His face was lit with astonishment – okay, so maybe I didn’t think this through. Ignoring the facts, I quickly started into my barrage içerenköy escort of questions. “Why don’t you have friends? What happened to the guy I knew? Why don’t you try arguing with me? What’s happened to you?” A slow, sly sneer lit his face as his eyes brightened with cruel despise. “Why would you care? We are enemies, are we not? Now excuse me, I don’t need to be late for class.” I don’t know what came over me, or why I did it, I just knew I couldn’t let him leave. With nothing but blind fury running my mind, I pushed him up against the door and got in his face. “No, you aren’t leaving until we have resolved this issue!” And with that, I forced my lips against his. My body was filling with raw hunger. I hungered for his anger, but also just for him. I hated to admit it, but I really did miss him in my world. The kiss quickly grew in passion – for the next thing I knew – I’m shoved against the door, switching places as he deepened the kiss. Biting and nipping at my lips, his tongue dove forward, locking in duel with mine as a new sort of argument began. No words were needed to know he had taken control. His hands began to travel over my body, massaging and playing as they went. Sweet moans fell from my lips, enjoying him so close. Gradually our clothing disappears as we found out each other’s flesh. We needed more, and we couldn’t get enough. What was happening hadn’t been part of the plan, instead it was way better. I have had Tuzla escort bayan boyfriends with some nice skills, but this was different, he was hot, foreign, and not mine. This time, I would be his, and I couldn’t wait for the taking. Propping me up on one of the lower shelves, his mouth left mine only to make warm, wet swirls down my body until he was kissing me there. His tongue rubbed over my slick petals before diving in to taste my nectar as his teeth grazed my clit. I gasped in such exquisite pleasure, nothing had ever felt so good. My hands flew to his hair as I held him to me, working to anchor myself. His tongue reached even deeper, stroking my fire until I came, my eyelids fluttering as I worked to watch him. His eyes the color of gray mist were glazed with lust and desire. We were about to take the final step away from enemies, into a world of hot fantasies. Standing up until eye level, he mashed our lips once more, allowing me to taste myself on his tongue. Honey and salt, just the flavor and I became even more turned on. He was good! Without disturbing our kiss, his hand dug in his pocket, finding a condom. I should have known he would be prepared for anything. With a tear of the package, he was ready to put it on. Pushing him away, I gently took it from his hands. Hopping from the shelf, I felt my breasts bounce. Dropping to my knees, I brought my lips to his hot shaft, letting my tongue dart out to taste the precum. Ever so slowly, I drew him in, closing around to suck and lick at his cock. Eventually I let him fall from my mouth, saliva coating him as I gently covered his rod with the rubber. My impatience for what was to come being quite noticeable as I hopped up and went back to the shelf, waiting with legs wide open, beckoning him toward me.
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