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Christopher's touch

Novel By: Not so innocent
Erotica



Young and innocent Dakota Wesley gets involved with her English teacher, Christopher Kidner. View table of contents...


Chapters:

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Submitted:Sep 19, 2012    Reads: 1,082    Comments: 17    Likes: 3   


Something similar to this happened to me before. So this chapter is somewhat nonfiction

Chapter 12

Anger erupted inside of me. Anger and pain. How can he ask me to show up and then not show up? What kind of sense does that make?

I force the door open after unlocking it.

Jacob is watching tv and my mom is next to him looking at me. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing. I'm just tired." I lied. I was wide awake and damn mad.

I texted him again and received no messages.

I laid in my bed and slipped my shoes off.

I attempt to call him again. "Pick up your damn phone." I muttered.

But he doesn't.

I shut my eyes and throw my phone on the floor and slip under the covers.

I was worried, sad, mad, horny. All of the in between and I didn't know what to do about it.

It just didn't feel good not hearing from him. It was scary.

I shut my eyes and snuggled in between my covers.

I sat up when I heard a loud beeping.

My phone was lighting up on the floor. I dived to get it and pulled myself back up on the bed.

It was him. Thank god.

I answered the phone and put it to my ear. "Chris,"

"I'm outside of your house. Two houses down. Can you come outside?" He sounded upset.

I took the phone from my ear to look at the time. It's two in the morning. "Okay." I whispered.

I shut my phone and quickly grabbed my shoes and jacket. I put my phone in my pocket and open my door quietly.

I sneak down the stairs. The entire place is dark.

I quietly sneak through the living room and unlock, then open the front door and then close it gently. I use my key to lock it and then ran to the front of the yard.

I saw Chris's car and I ran to it, opened it and got in.

I looked over to him and he looked straight ahead. He didn't say a word to me.

I just sat there wondering what was going on through his head as he drove off faster than usual.

"Chris?" I asked.

He didn't answer.

"Chris?" I ask again.

Still no answer. Hmm….just like his phone.

As we got to his street, he zoomed the car quickly up the driveway and stopped it.

He got out of the car and I followed right behind him as he sped walked up to his house and unlocked the door.

"Chris, tell me what's wrong." I said.

He said nothing as he walked in. I walked in behind him and shut the door and then locked it.

"Please, Chris."

He went straight to the bedroom and I followed him.

When I got in, he was sitting on the bed looking down to the floor.

I took off my jacket and got down on the floor in front of him looking up at him.

"Chris," I whisper.

"My aunt just died." He said in a dead tone. Oh shit. My eyes immediately water up. Something about death just….

"She called me to tell me she loved me a few hours ago and I asked her what was wrong because she's normally sarcastic and she never actually tells me something like that.

She told me nothing was wrong. But then I heard a lot of commotion and I rushed to the hospital and….." He shook his head.

"She was already dead." I whisper.

He nodded. "Heart attack." His voice cracked.

"Oh, Chris, I'm so sorry."

He stares at me completely distracted. "I'm so sorry that I didn't answer my phone. I left it in the car when I was with her."

I shook my head. "It's okay. I just thought you forgot."

"I'd never forget about you."

I place my chin on his knee and look up at him. He places his fingers through my hair and sniffed. "I can't take losing the people I care about, Dakota."

He shakes his head.

"I just…..I'm not strong enough to handle shit like this."

"You're strongest person I know." I whispered.

He sniffs again. "If I lost you…I'd….I don't know what I'd do." He shrugged.

"You'll find a replacement. Every girl wants you."

"There is no replacement for you." He said looking me in my eyes.

He grabs my arm and pull me into his lap.

I use the palm of my hand to wipe away his tears as he does mine. "I love you, Dakota.Wesley" He whispered.

Oh. My heart just swelled up ten sizes and I couldn't keep a smile off my face and more tears just poured out as I laughed.

He actually smiled with me. "What?"

"Nothing," I sniff and wipe my eyes again. "I was just waiting for you to say that for a while. That's all."

Chris smiles warmly and sniffs again while nuzzling his nose against mine. "I love you too." I whispered.

His lips capture mine and we wrap our arms around each other.

Those words just lit me all the way up and I just need him so bad at this moment.

I kiss his lips, his neck and then his lips again. He makes no effort to stop me.

I know he's hurting on the inside but he still kisses me back with fervor and lust.

"I'm sorry." I whispered.

He placed both hands on my face and continued kissing me.

"I love you." He whispers again and I find more tears running down my eyes.

He wipes them away as his tongue continues to fondle mine in a warm embrace.

I'm suddenly on the bed and then he takes my shoes off and then my skirt while he looks me in my eyes.

"Sit up." He said. I did as he said and he slips my shirt and my bra off of me.

I'm only left in my panties now. That is until he also pull them down.

I look up at him as he stares back down at me. He climbs on top of me and kisses my lips and my nose and my cheek. "I'm so damn lucky to have you."

You're lucky?

He gets off of me and pull off his jacket and his shirt. Then his shoes.

He spreads my legs and lay in between them as he kissed and nipped at my neck. I shut my eyes and pull his soft hair with my fingers.

A moan gets caught in my throat as he bites on my shoulder and his tongue makes its way to my nipple and down to my stomach.

He's completely driven by sadness, and anger and lust. He needs to talk about this but I know he doesn't want to stop and I don't want him to stop.

"Mmh…Chris." I whisper as his lips go to my hip bone.

He suddenly dives inside me and I cried out and writhed.

He keeps me still while devouring me inside and out and he doesn't let up for a second until I release on his tongue. I gasped and shook from the orgasm.

Already spent, but not thinking of stopping, I stare up at him as he pulls his jeans and boxers down at once.

He spreads my legs more and lays in between them staring down into my eyes. "Tell me you love me, baby." He whispers.

"I love-" He sinks in and I moan loudly. He moans with me and pushes in and pulls out achingly slow. Were we making love?

He holds himself up by his arms staring down at me. I can see all the pain in those eyes and I bring his lips down to mine.

I just want him close to me and to tell him that he's the only person I'm ever going to want or need.

I don't know if he understood it yet or not but it was the truth. I needed him and I can't ever let him go.

Crying while kissing him, I wrap my legs around him as always because I know he likes it.

He rests on his elbows while kissing me still. "I love you." He breathed against my lips and I smile still loving the words. "I love you too." I moan.

Chris grabs both of my hands and intertwine his fingers in mine as he holds them above my head.

"Oh, Chris." I whimper.

He whispers my name back and starts moving faster.

I gasp with every harsh yet pleasure filled thrust.

I can't believe how good it feels. It always feels good but it feels even better knowing that he loves me.

He suddenly brings me with him as he sits on his knees and I'm now on his lap. The movement was sudden but I continued on pumping him.

I catch his bottom lip between my teeth and tug on it.

I moan as his tongue slips in and massage mine.

I'm so close.

"Cum with me baby." He whispers. Both of our moans get louder the closer we get. I latch my lips back to his because I just cannot get enough of his taste.

We pull each other's hair hard as our lips get sloppy.

I scream out and throw my head back as I release around him. "Oh Chris! Fuck!" I cry out.

"Dakota." He whispers.

I feel Chris come inside of me and he leans on me and we both lay down on the bed with him on top of me.

He lays on my chest and exhales and I look up at the ceiling satisfied and…..lovesick.

"I'm sorry that I just….."

"You what?" I asked.

"Took you by surprise like that." He whispered.

I smile. "I loved it. I love you."

"I won't ever get sick of hearing that from you." He says smiling at me.

"I love seeing you smile, Chris."

His smile slightly disappears briefly.

Hey," I lift his chin up so he'd look at me. "I'll be with you every step of the way. I'll help you get through your aunt's death and any other challenges life presents us with because I love you, Christopher Kidner and you or no one else would ever make me feel otherwise." I feel good as I say the words because I know they're true.

"The same to you, Dakota. It doesn't matter what the hell you go through. I'll right there with you. Every day all day twenty four fucking seven because I love you also, Dakota Wesley."

I smile and comb my fingers through his soft hair.

Finally…..the words I've been waiting for.





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