A little something i wrote

Pleasantly Confused:

“I… Can I try something?” My whole life i had thought that i was straight… but these past few months… I’m not so sure anymore. “Sorry, that… uhm… that was really random! And loud! And i interrupted your story Sammy! I’m so sorry!” The words fell from my mouth and my cheeks started to heat under her intense gaze.

Her dark hair that was styled like a boy’s and the light sprinkle of freckles under her whiskey gold eyes warmed me to the core. The way she sat on the edge of my bed and let her eyes wander across my body sitting in my desk chair opposite her, only intensified my blush and fidgeting. A small smirk grew on her full lips as she leaned forward, resting her elbows on khaki covered knees. “It’s okay Katherine. You wanted to try something?” She raised and eyebrow. “And I’m loving the outfit. It’s cute.” Sam winked and i pressed my knees together looking away. I was wearing a short maroon skirt with a loose grey sweater tucked in. It hung off one shoulder exposing the strap of my black bralette. I matched my outfit with black over the knee socks and was wearing boots earlier but took them off once we started to do our project.

Still not looking at her i replied. “Thank you. And you have to promise me you won’t move.” I dared a peek at her and realized my mistake once i saw her bitting her lip. And then i made another mistake. I never looked away from her entrancing mouth until she spoke.

“Whatever you say, Kitten.” She smirked again. I blushed even more and pressed my hands to my lap. “It’s alright if i give you a nickname right? You gave me one?” No one called her Sammy. It was just Sam. She was challenging me but it was hard to focus after how she said kitten. “All your friends call you Kat, thought I’d change it a little.”

“Yes.. wait no… Um, you can… but y-you can’t say it like that.” I pulled my lip between my teeth to stop myself from babbling on.

“Sure thing Kitten.” Damn, she wasn’t going to stop. And she didn’t care about my permission. “So, what was it you wanted to try?”

“You gotta pinky swear you won’t move.” I held my pinky out. Sam just stared.

“You’re kidding right?” I didn’t move my pinky away. “Oh shit, you’re serious.” Staring a moment longer she took my pinky with her own and then she put her hands behind her and leaned back. Her hand was much larger than my own but it makes sense because Sam is about six inches taller than me.

Taking a deep breath i stood and walked to her and stood between her legs. “Can i… i mean, is it okay if i… uh… I’m really confused and i need to know… if I…” What the hell was i even saying? This wasn’t making any sense. I ran my finders roughly through my naturally curly blonde bob.

“Do whatever you want Kitten, i won’t bite. Unless you ask of course.” Sam bit her lip and trailed her eyes over my small frame. Building up my last bit of courage, i leaned down and brushed my lips against hers. A small spark made me pull away an inch and i gasped. “Is there a problem?” Sam smirked.

“I don’t know.” I whispered. Looking up into her smoldering gaze.

“Why don’t you try it again but a little longer?” That sent a warmth to a place I’d never felt before. Pressing my lips against hers we kissed but not for long. Pulling away far enough so i could see her whole face i looked away. “What’s wrong?” Looking back at Sam i was shocked to find that she looked concerned.

“I don’t know how or what to do? I’ve never kissed someone before.” In an instant, she went from concerned to a complete bad girl.

“I can help with that, but only if you say that i can touch you. Wouldn’t want to break our little promise.” Sammy asking if she could touch me made me bite my lip. “Better yet, ask me to touch you Kitten.” A gasp escaped my lips and then i was moving, standing as close to her as i could get.

“Sammy,” she smirked, and my cheeks were so red, “will you please touch me?” Sam slowly traced her fingertips up the sides of my thighs, the feeling was so sensual that i had to close my eyes. Her hands came to a rest on my hips and then suddenly i was falling- no, i was being pulled forward. I grasped onto her shoulders in to process to try and steady myself and slowly opened my eyes. I was sitting now, actually the better term would be straddling. Sam somehow managed to gracefully pull me into the the most compromising position I’d ever been in. “How did you-“ the question died in my throat once i looked into her eyes. There was so much heat and intensity in them that i thought i was gonna melt.

And then Sam pressed her lips against mine, our mouths moving against one another’s slowly. We picked up the pace once we got our rhythm and Sam deepened the kiss. I gripped her shoulders tightly and she held onto my waist. Sam slid her tongue across my bottom lip, asking for permission and i parted my lips giving her access. This was the moment that Sam decided to take complete control and she pressed a hand against the small of my back causing me to arch into her. She placed her other hand on my thigh gripping and touching the skin that wasn’t covered by my sock. The warmth between my legs grew and i tried to squeeze my thighs together but only succeeded in pulling myself closer to Sam. She smiled breaking the kiss. Angry that she broke it i tried to get up but Sam grabbed both of my thighs and pulled me flush against her, my skirt rode up a little in the process. Detangling my hands from her i tried to pull my skirt back down but she caught my wrists and held them with one hand. Using her free hand Sam pushed my skirt higher up my thigh. I squeezed my thighs together not wanting her hand to go any higher. Sams hand reached my panties and a gasp slipped from my lips. A smirk grew across hers. And then my lips where against hers, our tongues dancing in bliss. I couldn’t get enough of this, of her. There were too many things standing in the way. Her black hoodie was one of them. I tugged on the end of her hoodie and Sammy broke the kiss long enough to pull her hoodie off and then our lips connected.