What Are We?

Chapter Seven

"Shhh, Sam it's okay." He caressed my head. The sad thing is that it isn't okay. I'm in love with my Best friend. I have wet dreams about him every night. I want him to touch me and I want to touch him. He never takes it as far as s*x though.. I guess he thinks if we do everything but s*x, that we are still best friends. I've thought about it a lot lately and concluded that I want him to be my first. I was going to tell him, but as soon as I said I loved him he backed away like a scared dog. I could have meant a friendly love. Well, I guess when you say "I love you" it depends on what's happening. I don't know what I was thinking. I was in the heat of the moment and It just slipped out. It's the truth though, and if he can't face the truth than he'll just live off lies for the rest of his life. If he can touch me, kiss me, and still be only my friend. Then, what are we? Friends with benefits? Don't they usually turn into more after a while? I want more. “Sam?” He whispered, snapping me out of my thoughts. "We should probably get to class, being late is better than not showing up." He chuckled trying to lighten the mood. I wiped my face and smiled up at him. I love him, and he doesn't want me to admit it.

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"Chunky Monkey!!!!!" I screamed as I skipped through the halls. It's Tuesday, and I acted as if nothing happened the day before. I skipped through the halls and looked for Chris.

"Didn't I tell you not to call me that in public?" He said grabbing me mid-skip. He placed me over his shoulder and slapped my ass. It kind of hurt, but I just giggled.

"Put me down, Pervert." He slapped my behind again and I hit him on his back.

"Damn, you got her ass in check." Ronald, one of Chris's equally perverted friends, said. "You should let me take that for a spin." Chris moved quickly, and I heard a thud and a groan.

"Don't you ever talk about her like that. She's not some slut you can fuck." He walked away, and I saw Ronald on the ground holding his nose. Blood dripped on the floor and I gasped.

"Chris, you didn't have to break his nose." He put me down and kissed me on my forehead. He stayed silent and put an arm around me as we walked to class. He sat beside me in every class. Our desks were in the back and closer than all the others. He touched me a lot during class, which always made me excited to go. We walked to the back of the class and took our seats.

"Well looks like the lovebirds decided to join us." Mrs. Martin said with no humor in her voice. I smiled at her words. I wish.. Minutes into the lesson, I felt a hand creep on my thigh. I unbuttoned my pants and waited patiently. He smiled and leaned over into my ear.

"Damn baby, thirsty much?" He leaned back in his seat and his hand continued its adventure. I opened my legs as his finger roamed around my covered c**t. I panted softly as he pulled my panties to the side and repeated his action. Then, he did something he's never done to me before. He stuck two fingers inside of me at the same time. I put a hand over my mouth as I almost yelped. His fingers were large inside me and it made me uncomfortable. He usually just did c**t stimulation and I could come off of that alone. He only put a finger in me on a good day. But, today he went past the boundaries and put two into me. I've never had that much into me at once before, and the feeling made me uneasy. He continued his movements and after a while, I got into it. It was better than anything he's ever done. I moaned softly as he picked up speed. He looked straight ahead at the teacher nodding when she stated something as if his middle and ring fingers weren't plowing into me. His thumb drew circles onto my c**t and I couldn't take anymore. I put my head down as came hard on his fingers. I laid there for a moment before sitting back up. He was smirking and removing his fingers before I grabbed his hand and stopped him. He looked at me questionably and I panted softly.

"Again," I whispered. His eyes grew wide at my request. He pushed his fingers back into me as we kept eye contact. It was so intense. I looked down and the way his hand moved as his finger went in and out of me turned me on even more. I came shortly after he started, and he pulled his finger from me. It glistened with my juices. I looked up to see the teacher writing something on the board and everyone looking down writing in their notebooks. I grabbed his hand and sucked on his fingers, slowly letting my tongue clean it. His jaw dropped at my actions. I sucked ever so slowly as I tasted myself. I finished and removed his fingers from my mouth. I glanced at the class and they were still doing as they were before. I looked at Chris and saw his erection. I smiled and buttoned my pants.

"Thirsty much?" I whispered as I leaned over and took his pencil, copying the notes on the board.