/Samantha/
He appeared to be in such a state of enthusiasm that he was almost bouncing in his seat. "Henry, what gives?" I questioned him, thinking that it was impossible for his excitement to be confined to the vehicle alone because he had never shown such enthusiasm before.
Again, with a beaming grin on his face, he continued, "I can't wait for everyone to know that you're mine."
When we drive to school together, he has me wait in the car while he gets my door and then returns to open it. I mumbled "thank you" and tried to hide the fact that I was feeling a little self-conscious because I knew that today I was going to be the topic of discussion among everyone. The girls had already disliked me because I was his friend, but now they were going to despise me even more.
I took his hand as I nervously looked around the room before answering his question. He locked my door and gently pushed me against the car, pressing every inch of his perfect body to mine and kissing me deeply while running his hands down my body. I vaguely heard gasps and cheers, but they quickly faded away, and all I could think about was Henry. He shut my door and gently pushed me against the car. My whole being depended on him like it did the air that I breathed, and I just couldn't get enough of him.
He drew away and laid his forehead to mine while taking deep breaths. His slow breaths made me extremely aroused, and I said, "Mmm, how about we skip school and you take me back to bed?" I hushed you with a chuckle. He moaned, and then I watched him open the door to my car while he nodded his head in agreement. I couldn't help but laugh at him, but I knew he was being serious when he said he wanted to go back home. I pushed him away from me and said, "Come on, let's get this over with," but he simply leaned closer to me. "Come on, let's get this over with," I said, rolling my eyes.
When he spoke to me in a timid tone, trying to convey something to me with his eyes while saying, "I just need a minute," I glanced down slightly and noticed that his jeans were bulging.
Henry caught up with me quickly and leaned close to my back to hide his erection while hanging onto my hips. I shook my head and told him, "You really are an insatiable Henry," as I dragged him along. Henry caught up with me quickly and held onto my hips.
I couldn't help but chuckle as we approached his pals, and I pressed my rear end against one of them discretely, causing him to groan and tighten his hold on my hips. "Stop that, Samantha," he mumbled in my ear as he firmly held me in front of him, but I had no idea why he did that. It wasn't really helping him, and if anything, it was making the situation even more difficult for him. As I switched from one foot to the other, I purposefully brushed up against it, and I had to conceal a giggle. Samantha, he cautioned me, and I laughed out loud once again.
"Hey, dude, what's going on?" After Henry gave Jerry a high five and Jerry responded by slapping him on the back, I arched an eyebrow at Henry and brushed against him again, knowing full well what was going on.
Henry leaned in and planted a proud kiss on my temple as he announced to his friends, "Hey, let me introduce you to my girlfriend."
"Girlfriend? Are you serious?" Jerry exclaimed, and both Daniel and Thomas broke into a smile.
Henry stated to me while he was squeezing my shoulders and smiled, "Yep, totally serious, I told her, finally." Their eyes immediately turned to me, and as I nodded in agreement, everyone of them shouted, hooted, and patted Henry on the back to offer their congratulations. I could see Zoe in the front of the group, and I sighed as she rested her eyes on Henry with a predatory smirk as she approached us. Some cheerleaders started making their way over to where we were standing.
Henry whirled me around and kissed me passionately as he continued, "Yep, totally true, I finally told her I loved her on Saturday night," as he said this to me. When he started to draw away from me, he hugged me and smiled at me, which caused me to flush. I understand that he was only trying to impress me, but that is still a little bit humiliating. After looking up and seeing the girls' hostile looks directed in my direction, I hurriedly turned away from them and retreated more into Henry's arms. I could tell that the boys were ecstatic with what had happened since they were all grinning broadly at us.
"Err Henry, I'm going to go find Susan ok?" I stated that you should begin to withdraw.
Once more, he seized hold of my h*ps. After giving me yet another passionate kiss that left me gasping for air, he finally murmured, "Okay, girlfriend, I'll see you in first period. Okay?" I was about to leave when he smacked me on the behind and started whistling at me. I rolled my eyes at him and then ran off to find Rach. The day before, I had sent her a text message inviting her to meet me at my locker and informing her that I had something important to discuss with her.
When I arrived, she was there waiting for me with a large smile on her face. "I know I know, I've heard, you and the really hot Henry Williams were seen around 13 minutes ago making out in the car park now is that true or false?," she asked me with a great smile on her face.
I gave her another grin and nodded while saying, "Yep, that's true." Suddenly, she let out a gasp. Ok, so it's not that difficult to believe, is it?
She asked me with wide eyes as she pointed and asked, "What the heck have you done to your arm?"
"Oh I err..." I found myself stumbling over my words; what the hell am I going to say? I can't tell her because what if someone else hears and then the rumor spreads throughout the whole school? "I fell, but it's not that big of a deal," I mumbled meekly.
She chuckled to herself. "Were you drunk?" She questioned, "Ok, that's a simple way out."
I responded with a grin and "Yep, wasted." She put her arm around mine, and as we started walking down the corridor toward our respective classes, everyone around us spoke and stared at us. I did my best to ignore the comments, but I could feel their stares and murmurs.
The rest of the morning went on the same way; Susan continued to grill me for information on how we met, what we did together, whether or not we made out, whether or not he was a good kisser, and everything else. To her great annoyance, I responded virtually everything with "no comment," and this made her frustrated.
At midday, we were all seated at the typical lunch table, and Daniel exclaimed with a wide smile, "I think we need to have a road trip," and everyone agreed with him. Then, everyone began debating where to go, when to go, and who would like to go on the road trip. This past week, it was determined that we would take a trip to Las Vegas. Daniel planned to obtain bogus identification documents for everybody who required them. Tonight, we were all going to check with our parents to see whether it was really possible for us to do this.
I could feel the excitement trying to bubble up in me but I forced it down because there is no way that my parents are going to let me go on a road trip to Vegas. Henry grabbed hold of me excitedly and said, "Vegas Samantha bear, that means slot machines." He said this with a big smile. I could feel the excitement trying to bubble up in me but I forced it down.
I told him in all candor, "Henry, my mother and James won't let me go, so I'm not going to get enthusiastic about it." In response, he simply shook his head.
He said it with a hint of pride, "You don't know that Samantha bear, they might be alright with it if you go with me," and it seemed like he was bragging.
Even though both my mother and my brother have always had a soft spot in their hearts for Henry, I seriously doubt that they'll ever let me leave the house. I simply nodded and said, "We'll see," while internally groaning at the prospect of spending the weekend without Henry "What's the matter? I can tell that you are pondering something by the look on your face "When he finished, he nuzzled my neck.
I shrugged and replied, "Nothing, I just don't believe my parents would go for it, so I'm going to miss you that's all," and I didn't elaborate further.
He appeared to be a little perplexed, "What do you mean? Why would you feel the need to miss me? "He said while he was firmly wrapping his arm around me.
Will you not be dumb enough to miss me because I love you so much? I asked looking a little hurt.
He shook his head and said, "Samantha bear, I think you're confused about something," as he grabbed me and pulled me onto his lap, straddling him, and holding me tightly. "I think you're confused about something," he added, shaking his head. He murmured something in my ear that sounded so seductive that it caused me to shiver: "I'm not going if you can't go."
My mouth dropped open in disbelief. He wouldn't go? That is completely ridiculous, and there is no way I'm going to let Henry miss out on the good time if I am unable to go. "Henry, even if I am unable to go, you are still going," I told him firmly.