Just What I Needed

Chapter 6

Lola.

Today was the epitome of perfection. It feels like a literal dream, a dream I never want to wake up from. But unfortunately, my alarm was soon to ring, and I was doing my best to bask in the little bit of sleep I had left. The little sleep that was TJ's

And I was doing just that.

TJ and I were at the beach, sitting a few feet away from the shore, watching the sunset while we ate ice cream.

I had asked the girls to come, but Blake was throwing a party and they wanted to go.

I felt bad for not going, but they ensured me they wanted me to be with TJ and make the best of it.

I guess I didn't feel too bad about it since I got to be with them all day until right now.

"Alright, moment of truth." TJ tosses the end of his cone into his mouth and licks his lips. "What is my overall rating?"

"Hmmm," I pretend to think about it.

TJ begins to drum on his laps as he waits for me to give him an answer.

"I would say a solid three thousand out of ten."

"Just three thousand?" I shove his shoulder, or more like his arm with my shoulder, but he smiles. "Did you really enjoy yourself?"

"I really did. Thank you. Thank you so much. You just made my senior week ten times better and absolutely unforgettable. Now every guy will really have to set the bar ten times more to make you forgettable. "

"That was the idea." He chuckled.

We stayed in silence, staring off as far as the ocean would let us.

The hues of blue were somewhat visible, but the sky's hues were slowly overtaking the ocean. It was as if the sky had softly given the ocean a stroke of its colors. We watched the waves begin to form further back in the ocean, quickly picking up speed and increasing in size to only become small and foaming at the shore. The water pulled back and once again the waves repeated their action.

And let me not get started on the sky. It was completely breathtaking.

If only I had my canvas, paints, and brushes, I would honestly be set for life.

I give TJ a side glance and a small, stupid, irrational thought flashes in my mind. What if we were an actual couple? My subconscious thought.

God, what am I thinking? I hardly know this guy, and I'm making a scenario in my head that I shouldn't. We just met. I sound like some clingy homeless puppy that was fed once and now never wants to let go.

I dismiss the idea from my head and continue to enjoy whatever is left because now I have realized that it's over.

It's finally over...

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"You really didn't have to walk me." We stop standing in front of my door. "It's pretty late, you're missing out on a raging party."

"And to leave you walking on your own in Miami. I don't f*****g think so."

I bite back the smile on my face and look down to the ground and once I can get it under control I look back at him.

I take in his warm honey eyes, chocolate brown curls, and sweet charming smile that radiates in every direction pulling you in and never letting go.

That's exactly what I wanted to do, never let go, but realistically thinking I hardly know him, and even if I got to know him. I'm going off to college, who knows what his plans are, and well we never agreed to make this last longer past senior week.

I'm overthinking everything and making this more than it needed to be. He was just helping me and he did just that.

"Thank you so much for everything TJ," I take a deep breath and release it. "I'm sure my senior week would have been great, but you definitely made it ten times better. You will definitely be unforgettable. Seriously thanks for everything." I get on my tip toes and I wrap my arms around his neck pulling him in for a hug.

I rest my head against his chest enjoying the warmth of his body, and his scent I've come to like so much. I just enjoy the moment before it's all over.

I feel my eyes flutter, feeling TJ's fingers through my satin dress. Because the material is so thin I can feel his fingers as if they were on my skin. Leaving a trail of awakened heat against my skin, igniting my body with need.

Pulling back slightly, I look into his eyes, painting them to memory. I don't miss the way they flick to my lips, and he stares at them for a second before he stares back into my eyes.

I lick my lips feeling them dry and do something I wasn't thinking of doing. Though this week I've done things I never thought I'd do, so this is to add to the things I'd thought I'd never do and say f**k it.

Closing whatever space is left in between us I crash my lips against his. The need in my body is intensifying with every passing minute, and the urge is only growing stronger. I want nothing more than to taste him and feel him all over me.

His tongue swipes across my lips and I oblige, parting my mouth to him. His lips are soft, moist, and completely intoxicating. Feeling like I just couldn't get enough.

A small moan gets lost in his mouth as his tongue meets mine, and as the kiss deepens so does his control to dominate my mouth and body.

He presses my body hard against his as his hands begin to trail down my back.

I drop my arms from around his neck, and grip his shirt tightly feeling the need in my core ache with electrifying want.

I pull back almost panting, realizing where we are. Feeling myself almost drift away from all rational thoughts.

His hands stop right above my butt, as if he himself also realized where we were at.

His eyes meet mine, the honey in his iris gone, and replaced with a darker shade of brown. A brown so dark that seeped through my skin, and ignited every part of my body that wasn't visible to the eye.

"I want to-" I say breathlessly as lick my lips, and relish on how his lips felt against mine. "I want you."

"Are you sure?" His fingers draw small soft circles on my lower back as he stares at me with a deep wanting hunger.

"More than ever." I confidently say as I bring my key card to the electric door handle. I pull the door handle down and push the door open.

I walk through the door and he follows closing the door right behind him. I walk to the living room and lay my stuff on the couch. I don't say anything to TJ as I look over my shoulder and find his eyes on me, like a predator staring at its prey.

I give him a coy smile and walk towards my room turning the light on, feeling him right at my back. I turn around and watch as he shuts the door behind him.

He tilts his head to the side and leans against the door crossing one foot against his ankle, a curl lifting on the corner of his lip.

I take a few steps to close the distance in between us and bend down, getting on my knees bringing my hands to the button on his shorts. His eyebrows raise and his lips part as he stares down at me. No doubt surprised by my action. It's not something I'd considered, but now more than ever knew I wanted to do.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" His heat filled eyes bore into mine. "Lola you don't have to do this."

"I-I'm ready to do this. I want to do this." I firmly say, with more confidence in my voice.

"Let me?" I begin to unbutton his shorts, knowing his reluctance is from my lack of experience.

TJ brings his tongue out, licking his lips and brings his bottom lip into mouth. "Okay," He brealths.

I pull his zipper down and bring his shorts down. He steps out of his shoes and then kicks his shorts off with his foot. All he's left in is his black boxer briefs that look tighter because of the bulge that's pressed against them. I pull them down and his erection stands right before me.

My eyes widen and a wave of nervousness hits me. I'd never seen another d**k besides Matts, and want to say it was probably average.

I mean it sorta did the job and it didn't look particularly small, but TJ was long and thick and I'm not sure I'll be able to take him fully in my mouth or even make him feel good.

"Trust me, okay?" His voice was gentle as he caressed my cheek and jaw with his thumb. As if he noticed my apprehension, understanding filled his voice as he looked down at me.

"Okay," I nodded letting out a small breath.

He brought his index finger to my lips and softly traced them over and over until he stopped right in the middle of my parted mouth.

"Just lick." TJ instructs me, slipping his finger into my mouth.

I do just that, I lick his finger over and over again until I feel a bit more confident and begin to twirl my tongue around it. I barely get to suck on his finger before he pulls it out of my mouth, and brings his hard length right in front of my face.

"You can lick it first and then suck it or just go straight to it." There was a hint of teasing in his voice, but also something more along the line of wanting to restrain himself.

"And what do you want?" I ask biting the inside of my cheek, as I stared at him.

"To fuck." TJ's voice is low and husky as he tucks a strand of hair behind my ear. "I want to f**k your mouth."

"And why don't you do that?" I swallow clenching my thighs togethers.

"Because you've never sucked c**k. Maybe one day." The one day would never happen. This was our last time together so just nodded as if it'd really happen again.

"I want you to do whatever the f**k you want to do." He answered.

I open my mouth, bringing my tongue out getting a feel of his hard soft flesh on my tongue.

The girls always told me stories of when they did oral, they said all guys were the same and you really couldn't go wrong with sucking as long as you didn't use teeth. But they also said if you liked someone a little more than you could always do a little more.

I wasn't sure if I'd do it right but I was going to do a little more. I twirled my tongue around his tip, tasting the bit of precum in my mouth. I thought it'd taste weird or even gross me out, but it was far from that, it tasted like nothing and if anything I felt my patines become wet.

I opened my mouth, bringing him into me as far as I could take him, and begin to slowly and gently suck, making sure I didn't accidentally graze my teeth on him.

My head bobs back and forth as I pick up my speed, and a thought pops into my head, something Daisy said. If a guy is really long and you can't fit him all in your mouth, wrap a hand around what didn't fit and basically give him a hand job while you give him a blow job.

TJ is definitely big, way too big and I could do both, and do consider maybe deep throating him like the girls have also told me but this is my first time.

I don't want to gag or do something embarrassing and ruin the mood. So I stick with my hand and mouth.

I wrap my hand around his d**k, feeling the saliva help my hand glide down him as I continue to suck him off.

He groans again and again as his hips rock start to push himself into me, never fast but in a slow tempo motion.

"Yeah suck it like that." TJ tilts his head back against the door. "f**k, Lola. Fuck..."

I pulled my mouth back but continued to pump his d**k. "Are you sure this is okay?" I asked sheepishly.

"Are you sure you haven't done this before?" He asks, looking at me through his thick lashes.

"This is my first time." I say and draw him back into my mouth. "But is this okay?"

"f**k, this is more than okay." He groaned looking down at me, taking a fistful of my hair. "Do something for me?"

I looked up as I continued to suck him off.

"Touch yourself." He grunted out.

I don't even have to think twice or even once about it because my hands go straight between my legs. I begin to touch myself through my wet panties, forget wet they're completely soaked. I run my fingers up and down soaking them as I continue my steady pace sucking and pumping him.

TJ's breathing has become heavy and his grip on my hair has become a little tighter but never hurting me. I feel his body become tense and a moan slips out of his mouth and then another, I pick up the pace on him and I and the second I think he's going to climax he pulls himself out of me.

"Come here." TJ pulls me up to my feet and bends down to connect our lips together. He opens his mouth and bites down on my bottom lip and then brings it into his mouth, sucking on it and then running his tongue on my lip.

There's nothing soft or light about this kiss but it's never aggressive or harsh like Matt's, if anything it's hot, mind breaking, and hungry.

TJ reaches down bringing his hands under my thighs and lifts me up. I wrap my legs around him as he turns around and presses me against the door.

I moan against his mouth as I feel his hands move up to my butt and squeezes hard. I can't help but grind against his hard taunt stomach, wanting to feel any kind of friction against my pulsing aching c**t.

He pulls his lips from mine and starts to trail down kisses from my cheek to the pulsing point underneath my ear. He kisses it once and then twice, bringing his tongue to the pulse, licking it before he starts to suck, and he sucks hard.

My eyes flutter close, feeling pure and utter elation and a surge of ecstasy spark throughout my body.

I moan, encouraging him to suck hard as I knot my fingers through his hair as the base of his neck, and grind faster against him. He kisses the spot, pulling away and begins to trail soft kisses to my collar and down to my chest.

My mind is currently going through euphoric waves of bliss. Everything and anything has completely vanished from my mind, and the only thing I feel, see, taste, and smell is TJ.

All my senses are focused on him, focused on his lips, his hands on my butt, his heat radiating off his body to mine, or it could be our heats colliding.

I only realize we've moved when he bends down and lays me on the bed. He hovers above me a smile curling on his lips, I smile at him as I let my fingers roam down his chest to the hem of his shirt. I raise it up and he helps by pulling it up and over his head with one hand and throws it to the ground.

He hovers completely naked while I'm still wearing my clothes. Reading my thoughts TJ's hands slide down my thighs to my knees and right back up stop right at the hem of my satin dress.

"So f*****g pretty," TJ's voice is throaty as he plays with the hem and slowly slides it up with one hand.

His eyes stay on my legs and trail up until they stop at my panties. The dress is now right above my waist, but he doesn't move it further up. Instead he brings his fingers right above my c**t sliding his fingers once down my covered p***y. "So f*****g wet."

I couldn't remember the last time I felt this wet, I don't even think wet was the word, I was pretty much soaked. I had completely soaked my panties.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" His eyes finally gaze up to mine.

His fingers at the waist of my panties, he loops his finger through them and releases it but continues the action.

I nod swallowing hard.

"Words Peaches. What do you want?"

"I want you." I say but he arches a brow as if that wasn't the right thing he wanted to say, and knew it really wasn't what I wanted to say.

I lick my lips letting out a shaky breath. "I want you to f**k me."

He bends down to kiss me and then stops.

"We don't have condoms." He groans.

"Ah-" I pressed my lips together holding back my smile. "We do."

"Have you been cheating on me?" There's feign shock in his voice, and a hurt expression covers his face.

"No," I giggle, running my fingers down his chest and down each ridge, feeling his abs and wanting nothing more than to lick them.

"I'm very loyal for your information. I hadn't intended to sleep with anyone this week, but that doesn't mean that my friends hadn't. Long story short Daisy bought condoms, and I'm pretty sure they'll fit." I glance down at his hard d**k.

I point with my eyes to the nightstand next to the bed. "They're in that drawer."

TJ stands extending his arm out to open the drawer and pulls a condom out. "Thanks for the compliments, Peaches." He smirks holding out the Magnum condom.

He lays the condom next to me and hovers above me again. "This needs to come off," He loops his fingers through my panties, and raise my hips up as he begins to pull them down, throwing them to the ground. He then brings his hands to the hem of my dress but doesn't remove it.

"Take it off," He orders, bringing his hands to my chest and running his finger through my chest pausing when he gets to my harden n*****s. He twists my n*****s softly at first and then does it again but a little harder. I moan arching my back slightly and moan louder when pulls and rubs them. "Now."

I quickly sit up pulling the dress over my head and throwing it to the ground. His eyes become intense and hooded as they rake down my naked body and then connect with my eyes.

He doesn't look away as he picks up the condom and pulls it out of the foil, he only glances down to put it on and I do the same. I watch as he rolls it down and pinches the front to create a pocket for it.

I lay back down on the bed as he hovers above me with his legs in between mine. An electrifying wave of excitement and hot scorching heat runs through my body as he positions himself in between me. My p***y aches and throbs as feel him right at my entrance.

A shiver runs down my spine and I feel my heart pound hard against my chest or maybe it's in my ears because that's all I hear, my heart pounding heavily with anticipation.

He leans on one elbow while he uses his other hand to grab his d**k and slide it against my slit. I moan, closing my eyes, wanting nothing more than to grind against him as he repeats the action over and over again.

"TJ," I moan, desperate to feel relief. "f**k me."

My eyes open, feeling air leave my lungs as I feel him inside me, all of him. I felt a slight stretch and discomfort and I'm almost worried he's going to be harsh, but he looks at me with care in his eyes and presses a kiss to my cheek.

"You okay?" TJ cautiously asks.

"Yeah," I cleared my throat, my voice coming out in a whisper. "It's just that-I- you're big."

He smiles nodding his head understandingly. He brings his hand to my hip, gripping it softly while the other grabs my other hand, and interlocks our fingers, bringing our hands above my head. "We'll go slow."

I have never been more turned and full of emotion during s*x than today. There's so much want to say but I can't.

He begins to rock his hips in a slow careful motion as he presses kisses to my lips, cheek, jaw, and neck.

I close my eyes feeling myself become adjusted to him and begin to rock my hips against him, wanting more friction or anything to relieve this pressure that is almost bubbling over.

Noticing this, TJ begins to pick up his speed, and with each thrust I feel myself close to finding my release. I grip the comforter with my free hand, finding the pressure building up and become more pleasurable than the next. I'm panting and moaning loudly, doing my best to meet his thrust, but TJ is thrusting faster and harder, gripping my hip hard. Something tells me he's doing his best to contain his strength, and I just want to say, do as you please, but the words get lodged in my throat..

TJ dips his head down to my breasts and licks one n****e and pulls it with his teeth softly and does the same to the next.

I don't moan, don't pant, I yell. "TJ," I rake my finger through his hair. "That feels good."

The sounds leaving my mouth don't even sound like me. The noises of our bodies coming together don't sound like anything Matt and I ever did. TJ's whole being is currently being engraved to my mind, body, and soul, and I know that after today nothing will ever compare. Not unless I find another TJ.

He grunts as he completely pulls out of me and then thrusts into me. The feeling is not unlike any other as it deliciously hits against my c**t. I tilt my head back, arching my back to meet and fully feel his thrusts.

"Lola," TJ huskily says. "Wrap your legs around, now." He orders gruffly and I do without an ounce of hesitation.

My eyes widen, he tilts his head back as thrust into me in this new angle. TJ let go of his hold on my hip, and grabs the hand holding onto the comforter, bringing it above my head. His chest pressed against mine as he rocks into me.

Our breathings have become labored and erratic, and I swear I'm so close to release that little zaps and sparks of pure bliss break out through my body.

I move my hands from TJ's hold and wrap them around his neck, pulling his face closer to mine and connecting our lips. He devours my mouth, sucking and biting my bottom lip and I do the same, wanting to devour just as much as he is.

The moment he groans into my mouth as he thrust hard, I feel my body completely come undone. My body begins to spasm uncontrollably and my moans have become loud and completely erratic. My c**t pulses hard as TJ continues to thrust into me feeling as he grazes against it making the orgasms double over.

"TJ... TJ... TJ..." I'm panting his name over and over again, or I think that's what I'm saying. I feel my eyes roll the back of my head and my mouth drop open, feeling each and every single thrust intensify.

"f**k Lola," TJ moans loud, his voice low and desperate as he takes a hold of my hips and slams hard into me and with one final thrust he comes undone.

I watch as his body tenses and his head falls back. His thrusts become slow and his hold on my hip loosen with each small thrust.

He moves his hand from my hips with small groans and stays hovering above me, but never putting any pressure of his weight on my body. Instead he leans down on both elbows, and presses a soft kiss to my lips as he does his best to control his heavy breathing.

I kiss his lips, neck, and chest relishing on the moment, and making sure I never forget a single detail about it.

TJ brings his hand to my face moving a strand of hair stuck to my sweaty forehead, and tucks it behind my ear. I move my hand to his hair, getting the feel of his soft curls through my fingers. He smiles at me and kisses me deep and hard, before he finally pulls away and removes the condom, throwing it in the trash can.

I've seen many quotes on social medias about goodbyes. They normally say how hard it will be to say goodbye, or it changing someone, or until next time.

The point is I saw many quotes, and I've come to realize they were somewhat right. I'm going to miss him. I'm going to miss someone I hardly know, but I'm glad we met.

I don't think there will be a next time, but like they say all good things must come to an end.