He was surprised at this, but didn't push her off. He actually pulled her closer, and onto his lap.
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She moved gently straddling his lap
He slid his hands up her thighs, rubbing them. He pulled away from her lips, and kissed her neck instead.
Caroline gripped the back of his neck moaning
He smirked against her skin, pushing himself closer to her. He held his hands on her back, sliding them up her shirt. He kept kissing on her neck, getting rougher.
"that. . . that feels. . .so good" she moaned
"You want me to kiss a little lower?~" He purred in her ear, biting on it some.
" y-yeah' she said
He pulled away from her, pushing her back into the bed. He looked at her, and gently pulled up on her shirt hesitantly.
" it's okay" she moaned
He slid her shirt off fulling after getting her consent. He leaned down, and started kissing on her collar bone, slowly going lower.
Caroline moaned out
Hearing this, he went onto her chest, kissing there. He was pecking at her, pulling away and going back in over and over. His kissing was sloppy, but it was still calm.
She brought her hands to play with his hair
After a couple minutes, he pulled away, and a mark was already there. His face grew warm, and he felt bad. "S-sorry I don't know what came over me."
She giggled pecking his lips p
"You're OK?" He asked her softly, glancing at her pretty decent chest.
" yeah" she said grabbing her shirt when he saw her looking Caroline's confident in a lot of things her body was not one of those
"W-wait, could you possibly… like let me look you up and down?" He asked softly, taking a hold of her shirt.
" why?" She asked looking at her blanket
"I- I just want to see my girlfriend." He said timidly, trying not to be pushy.
" ok" she whispered
He stood up, holding a hand out to her. "I should take you out again sometime soon." He smiled, bringing her over to the mirror.
She looked at the floor refusing to look at her reflection
"What's wrong sweet thang?" He asked looking at her reflection in the mirror. He turned his gaze to the physical her, putting a hand on her hip.
"I don't wanna look" she said
"Why not? I see nothing wrong." He whispered, trying to be loving.
"I'm ugly" she muttered
"Really Caroline? Is that what you're worried about?" He asked tracing her skin.
"you don't know what we have to live with Brad everyday we're constantly reminded that we're not good enough that we're just here for the guys benefits and once one guy say something bad about you start to believe it because it gets inside our heads and that's what we start to believe" she said tearing up