Navigating Cute Boys and Frogs

Die a Happy Man (Jonas’ POV)

      After Linds and I had that conversation about it being different for us, things shifted. When I came back to the car with the pizza, we immediately started talking about random things while she gave me directions to her house. She talked a lot about her mom, who wasn’t home right now, but I could tell that they were really close. We also talked about my parents a little, the game on Friday, and things that happened at school today. 

     I realized how true my words were to Linds earlier. I would be content to just chill in her living room, with her in my arms, talking about random things like we were doing now. Don’t get me wrong, I was dying to get her under me, but if it didn’t happen, I wasn’t going to be disappointed. It felt weird to admit that to myself. I’d never liked a girl like this. I never enjoyed listening to other girls laugh, or watching them blush, or seeing how open and funny they are with their best friends. 

     Linds directs me to pull into a driveway that’s connected to a white Cape Cod style house. It’s small, but the yard is manicured, with flowers hanging from the small front porch. I grab the pizza from Linds as we get out. She walks around the car and begins rooting in her bag, she pulls out her keys and walks up the steps to the front door. She opens the door and holds it open for me to go through with the pizza. After walking through a small entry, we come into the kitchen. I set the pizza on the island, putting my hands in my pockets. For some reason, Linds seems more relaxed and now I’m the nervous one. She goes to the fridge and grabs us both a bottle of water. She sets mine on the island next to me, and opens hers, taking a long drink.

      I’m stuck watching her throat as she drinks from the bottle. I take a big gulp and try to remind myself that Linds isn’t ready for those thoughts. I try to look away before Linds sees the hunger in my eyes, but she catches me. I expect her to become nervous and start to chastise myself. I run my hand across the back of my neck and try to turn around. 

      I’m stopped by the feeling of Linds hand on my arm. I’m about to tell her I’m sorry, I’m a d**k, I just told her I didn’t care  if we messed around and then I’m checking her out like a pervert five minutes later. But, she surprises me when she presses her lips to mine. She wraps her arms around my neck and runs her fingers into my hair. I’m shocked by her braveness, that I’m frozen for a moment. 

      Linds lightly laughs into my mouth, pulls her arm from my neck, wraps her fingers around my wrist, and wraps my arm around her waist. She then takes my hand and spreads my fingers over the top of her ass. Feeling her ass under my hand is all the motivation I need to shake myself from the surprise. I give her ass a squeeze and wrap my other hand around the nape of her neck, effectively pulling her further into me. Linds let’s out a little moan, that has my d**k pressing against the zipper of my jeans.

     I gently bite Linds lower lip then drag my tongue across it, helping to soothe the slight pain. Her fingers pull my hair lightly, causing me to groan into her mouth. I reach down and wrap my hands around her ass, picking her up. She wraps her legs around my waist, and moves her lips down to nibble on my neck and ear murmuring to go in the living room.

     I walk us into the living room, and sit on the couch with Linds straddling my lap. She moves her mouth back to mine, as I feel her hands work themselves under my t-shirt. Just the feeling of her hands on me, has me grinding up into her warm heat that I can feel through my jeans. Linds pulls back, and pulls my shirt over my head. 

     “Wait Linds, we don’t have to do this.” I say before it gets any harder to say it.

      “Shut up Jonas. I’m not ready to sleep with you, but I need you to touch me.” She says slamming her mouth back onto mine. s**t. I don’t think I have ever been this turned on, and honestly, I’m not going to tell my girl no.

       I reach between us and feel Linds’ bare skin of her stomach, I bring my one hand up and cup her breast, on the outside of her sports bra. Her n****e immediately beads beneath the attention of my fingers. She moans into my mouth and grinds down on my erection, that’s trying to bust through my jeans. The contact makes us both moan. Linds pulls back as I pull her sports bra over her head. 

        Her breasts are the perfect size for my hands. I take one and twist her n****e between my fingers, while I bring my mouth down on the other one. I suck her n****e into my mouth, and flick my tongue over the end. Linds gasps at the contact, and tugs the back of my hair through her fingers. Linds starts to rock her hips, 

      “s**t Jonas, I need you to touch me, please.” She begs.

       “I am touching you baby.” I shoot back. My girl growls, actually growls at me. She takes my hand from her breast, and moves it to the outside of her leggings, right at the center of her heat. I’m shocked by how brazen she is being, but knew from the first time I met her, she would be amazing. 

      I rub her through her leggings for a moment, before reaching my hand inside. I go past her panties and come into contact with her wet p***y. I find her c**t, and begin rubbing it in circles. 

      “s**t baby, you’re so wet.” I say trailing my lips down her neck. 

       “Oh god please don’t stop Jonas.” She attaches her lips back onto mine. She begins rocking her hips with the movement of my fingers. I take one finger and slide it through her slick heat, into her entrance, continuing to rub her c**t with my thumb. s**t, she’s so tight feeling around my finger. Linds rocks three more times, before she explodes around my fingers. She let’s out a guttural moan, as her head flies back. Her legs are shaking around my hips and she’s tugging on my hair harder. Her eyes are slammed closed with her mouth hanging slightly open. If all I saw for the rest of my life was this picture of Linds right now, I’d die a happy man.