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HIGH SCHOOL
Not that bad
CHAPTER 4
"Kiss me, down by the broken tree house-"I was singing to myself lying in an enormous bubble bath when I heard laughter behind me. Looking around I saw Matt standing there when he started singing- very off key- "We'll take the trail marked on your fathers map."
"Please don't sing anymore!" I started laughing. "You are ruining my favorite song!"
Looking at me in mock shock he said: "I've been told that I have a very lovely voice." He said slowly pulling his shirt up, I caught a peek of his treasure trail and then followed the shirt being pulled up over his head and my eyes fell on his big brown nipples.
"By who? Your deaf grandmother?" I said my eyes following his hands to the snap of his pants.
"Hey I'm trying to do a very sexy strip tease for you and you keep on spoiling the mood." He said putting his hands on his hips with a very cute scowl on his face.
"Ok, I'm sorry- set the mood." I said while sitting up in the bath and putting my arms on the edge and resting my head on my arms.
"Wait!" I said while he stopped I changed the song and put on Lay all your love on me from Mamma Mia. "Ok, go on." He undid the zip and slowly unzipped his pants and my eyes followed his fucking sexy legs with a light covering of hair.
"Your calves are really sexy." I said smiling at him and lifting my brows suggestively.
"Fuck the strip tease." He said ripping off his boxers, shoes and socks and running to the bath. Getting in I turned back around and faced him while spreading my legs wide.
"Do I look wanton enough?" I asked my voice so low and husky that my own body vibrated because of it. I was very horny all of a sudden.
Getting in he started to lie down between my legs. Taking my arms he held them above my head and moved his head to inches within my mouth.
"Mmm." I moaned. Opening my eyes I saw him smiling down at me.
"Say: 'Please you gorgeous hunk of meat, please kiss me.' " He teased while licking my bottom lip.
"No! I'm a Montgomery and we don't beg. We're used to people doing what we say." I said looking at his lips.
"Come on baby. Just once for your man." He said goofily rubbing his nipples.
"Fine. Please you gorgeous hunk of meat, please kiss me." I said giggling while he bent down to kiss me. He groaned deeply as my tongue joined his in a battle for the others mouth. Normally I hate to lose, but when it comes to sexual things I like being submissive and I could tell that Matt was very aggressive, but was taking it slowly because of what happened with Blake.
Moving up to my ear he nibbled my neck and when he got to my ear he gently bit into it, making me whimper. All the while his hands moved up and down the side of my body.
"Wrap your legs around me kid." He said licking in the hollow of my throat. I loved it when he called me that. I really had a problem with love. I struggled to say the words, but I fell in love quickly. Daddy issues I guess. I didn't get enough attention from my dad as a child and so ever since I was little I fell in love with older cousins and older boys or men. I did whatever they told me to do and although it never went pass the hand job phase I still struggled to choose men who didn't abuse my trust and innocence.
So when Matt said to wrap my legs around him I did it without thinking and when he said "Spread your legs." I did that too. He fondled my ass for a few minutes, but when he stopped and flipped me to sit on his stomach I knew that he was different and wouldn't just use me for his pleasure.
As he continued to play with my body I closed my eyes and whispered: "Oh Blake."
"Ouch!" I said as he pushed me into the tap. "Where are you going?" I asked rubbing my back. Dressing over his wet body he just glared at me and started walking out of my bathroom, thru the bedroom down the west wing and I said: "Matt, baby what's wrong?" I yelled walking putting on my black silk boxers and matching robe.
"Oh, so now it's Matt!?" He screamed turning around facing me.
"Huh?" I asked looking at him confused. At this stage my father must have heard us, because he was standing at the door leading off the dining room looking at us at the top of the staircase looking astounded.
"You called me Blake!" He screamed looking like he was about to cry and stormed off down the staircase and outside getting into his Jeep Cherokee.
Running after him I started to cry and I screamed: "Tell me what do. Please tell me how to fix this. I'm sorry. Please don't leave me. Tell me what to do to fix this. Matt!!" I screamed running after the car when he drove off.
"Matt." I said hoarsely with tears running down my face, while falling down onto my knees.
"Connor, son what's going on?" My dad asked going down on his knees and hugging me.
"I called him Blake. It was an accident. I really love Matt. I do, Daddy." I said crying as he carried me back to my room.
"Son, just calm down. You need to relax and rest alright? I'll get you some water, ok?" He asked leaving the room.
IT'S NOT ALWAYS THAT EASY TO DISTINGUISH THE GOOD GUYS FROM THE BAD GUYS. SINNERS CAN SURPRISE YOU AND THE SAME IS TRUE FOR SAINTS. WHY DO WE TRY TO DEFINE PEOPLE AS SIMPLY GOOD OR SIMPLY EVIL?
Walking over to my medicine cabinet I took out a bottle of sleeping pills and poured the whole bottle into my mouth and taking a glass of water I swallowed it down.
BECAUSE NO ONE WANTS TO ADMIT THAT COMPASSION AND CRUELTY CAN LIVE SIDE BY SIDE IN ONE HEART.
Back to my bed I got in and closed my eyes.
AND THAT ANYONE IS CAPABLE OF ANYTHING.
Wow that was a very emotional chapter for me! Sorry that it is so short. Thanks to Mark Cherry whose clever lines I've used for this story's ending. Excellent writer. The next one will follow shortly. A special thanks to Dr. Jonathan who is an inspiration to me.
Regards
AB