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scarlet as I remembered how he’d tugged my panties across my swollen clit, bringing me close to orgasm. Slowly, I slipped my hand down my belly and rested it on my labia. The skin was sensitive and soft to the touch, and I moaned quietly as I slipped my fingers further into my panties. My hands were soft and slight, but I closed my eyes and imagined that Chase was touching me. As I got wetter and wetter, I thought about his face between my legs, his tongue licking me carefully between my thighs. The thought made me shiver; no one had ever gone down on me before. The farthest I’d ever gotten with a guy was when I went on a date with someone and we made out afterwards. It hadn’t been fun, and though he’d seemed to enjoy himself, he’d never called me afterwards. I’d wondered if I was the problem.
Chase didn’t make me feel like a problem. He made me feel sexy, womanly, and confident. I wondered if it was possible that I was falling in love with him. Sure, he was annoying and rude and chauvinistic at times, but he couldn’t be all that bad; he was taking care of me, after all. He was protecting my life when he didn’t know anything about me.
The sun was starting to peek through the blinds when I realized that I hadn’t slept at all. I’d stayed up all night, thinking about Chase. With a groan, I realized I had a shift at Dawning Center and a singing gig tonight, both after my final. I got dressed in black cloth pants and a pink sweater, putting my hair up in a high ponytail with a bow. I looked cute, but nothing I owned came close to sexy, with the exception of the dresses I wore at The Pink Diamond. I knew it would be impossible to look good for Chase, but that didn’t mean I didn’t feel frustrated. At least I’d be able to wear something hot that night when I sang.
When I walked out into the living room, Chase was sitting on the couch and drinking some coffee. He grunted in my direction and I felt a bit stung.
“Is that how we’re going to talk to each other when we’re not about to have sex?” I blushed furiously.
Chase gave me a weird look. “I didn’t say anything,” he said in a suspicious voice. “Why you always gotta be on my case like that?”
I shook my head. “Forget it,” I said. “I have to work at the Dawning Center after my final today, and then I have a gig tonight.”
“Okay,” Chase said. “I’m going to do some business when you’re working at the daycare. I won’t be gone long, maybe an hour, tops. I’ll give you my phone, and you can page this number if you’re in trouble, okay?” He handed me his cell phone with a sticky note on the top. I nodded.
“Sounds good,” I said hesitantly. “Thanks.”
“No problem.” Chase stretched, grazing his knuckles across my ceiling like he always did. “Do you want a ride?”
I nodded. The ride to school was awkward. Chase followed me into the classroom like he’d done before, but I didn’t feel the same strange nervousness. Instead, I was able to focus on the final. I was the first one done, but instead of feeling proud, I just felt empty. Part of it was that I dreaded apologizing to Anne after disappearing last week, but part of it was that Chase was ignoring me. I didn’t know how he could go from being so hot to so cold in an instant. In fact, it was almost insulting the way he’d waltzed back inside with the pizza. As if he cared more about eating a third dinner than he did about having sex with me.
When we pulled into the Dawning Center parking lot, I expected Chase to leave. Instead, he hopped out of the car and followed me inside.
“I have to piss,” he pointed out when I gave him a weird look. “Don’t get your panties in a twist. I’ll be gone in five seconds.”
Thankfully, Anne wasn’t around to see him again. I pointed to the bathroom and Chase slunk along the wall, ignoring the stares of the toddlers. They were captivated by Chase. It’s like
Chase didn’t make me feel like a problem. He made me feel sexy, womanly, and confident. I wondered if it was possible that I was falling in love with him. Sure, he was annoying and rude and chauvinistic at times, but he couldn’t be all that bad; he was taking care of me, after all. He was protecting my life when he didn’t know anything about me.
The sun was starting to peek through the blinds when I realized that I hadn’t slept at all. I’d stayed up all night, thinking about Chase. With a groan, I realized I had a shift at Dawning Center and a singing gig tonight, both after my final. I got dressed in black cloth pants and a pink sweater, putting my hair up in a high ponytail with a bow. I looked cute, but nothing I owned came close to sexy, with the exception of the dresses I wore at The Pink Diamond. I knew it would be impossible to look good for Chase, but that didn’t mean I didn’t feel frustrated. At least I’d be able to wear something hot that night when I sang.
When I walked out into the living room, Chase was sitting on the couch and drinking some coffee. He grunted in my direction and I felt a bit stung.
“Is that how we’re going to talk to each other when we’re not about to have sex?” I blushed furiously.
Chase gave me a weird look. “I didn’t say anything,” he said in a suspicious voice. “Why you always gotta be on my case like that?”
I shook my head. “Forget it,” I said. “I have to work at the Dawning Center after my final today, and then I have a gig tonight.”
“Okay,” Chase said. “I’m going to do some business when you’re working at the daycare. I won’t be gone long, maybe an hour, tops. I’ll give you my phone, and you can page this number if you’re in trouble, okay?” He handed me his cell phone with a sticky note on the top. I nodded.
“Sounds good,” I said hesitantly. “Thanks.”
“No problem.” Chase stretched, grazing his knuckles across my ceiling like he always did. “Do you want a ride?”
I nodded. The ride to school was awkward. Chase followed me into the classroom like he’d done before, but I didn’t feel the same strange nervousness. Instead, I was able to focus on the final. I was the first one done, but instead of feeling proud, I just felt empty. Part of it was that I dreaded apologizing to Anne after disappearing last week, but part of it was that Chase was ignoring me. I didn’t know how he could go from being so hot to so cold in an instant. In fact, it was almost insulting the way he’d waltzed back inside with the pizza. As if he cared more about eating a third dinner than he did about having sex with me.
When we pulled into the Dawning Center parking lot, I expected Chase to leave. Instead, he hopped out of the car and followed me inside.
“I have to piss,” he pointed out when I gave him a weird look. “Don’t get your panties in a twist. I’ll be gone in five seconds.”
Thankfully, Anne wasn’t around to see him again. I pointed to the bathroom and Chase slunk along the wall, ignoring the stares of the toddlers. They were captivated by Chase. It’s like
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