Bam! آپ hit the ground with a thud.
“Oh my god, I’m sorry!” A boy about your age says, truly apologetic. He grabs your hand and pulls آپ up. آپ find his eyes, and آپ see how cute he is. He looks at you, stunned. “I’m… Really sorry.” He says as he stares into your eyes.
“It’s fine.” آپ blush. “I would have fallen anyway, I’m clumsy.” آپ say, brushing off your legs.
“Well if آپ did, I’d catch you.” He grins. “Anyways, I’m Ponyboy. What about you?”
“(Y/N).” آپ grin.
“I like that name. So.. Uh what brings آپ to the camp?”’
“I love the lake.” آپ smile. “My dad used to call me The Little Mermaid. I’m all about water. Since dad died, mom really doesn’t know what to do with me… So she sends me here.” آپ shrug.
“Oh.” He says with understanding. “I know how آپ feel. I live with my brothers, sometimes I think they don’t know what to do with me.”
“That must suck.”
“It probably sucks for آپ more, since it’s your mom.”
آپ talk for the whole free time, but it seems like only minutes. آپ seemed to learn everything about him, and he learned everything about you.
“I’ll see آپ around, (Y/N).”
“Tomorrow?” آپ ask.
“Tomorrow.” He smiles.
The اگلے دن at free time, آپ met at the same place he had plowed آپ over.
“Hey.” He grins, sitting on the picnic bench.
“Hey.” آپ smile, sliding اگلے to him. “Miss me?” آپ joke.
“Actually, yeah. I really like spending time with you.” He smiles, putting his hand on your leg.
“Me too.” آپ grin, blushing.
“Really?” He asks.
He leans over, and unexpectedly kisses you. آپ give in, tongues dancing.
He pulls away, smile bright as the sun.
“Well, Little Mermaid, why don’t we go swimming?” He says, standing up and taking your hand.
“I don’t know…” آپ start.
“Well… I think I look fat in my bikini.” آپ admit.
“You’re beautiful and definitely not fat.” He says giving آپ a quick kiss on the cheek.
In the dining hall, آپ feel someone grab your waist as your in the buffet line.
“Hey,” he whispers in your ear, nuzzling your neck.
“Hey… Calm it down on the PDA.” آپ whisper.
“I know I know.” He laughs. “Meet me at the lake, tonight?”
“I don’t know…” آپ start.
“Please? It’ll be a good time. Just me and you.”
“What time?” آپ smile, giving in.
“1:30.” He smiles, giving آپ a quick kiss on the cheek, and darting away.
The full moon was reflected in the clear, still lake.
He was sitting with his back to آپ on the beach, looking out in the water. The muscles in his back were flexed and tense.
آپ come up behind him, kissing his bare shoulder.
He turns his head to smile at you.
“You came.” He says.
“I wouldn’t miss it.” آپ smile.
آپ lean in, mouths colliding. Tongues battling. Fingers running through each others hair.
He pulls away. “Wanna get in the water?” He asks, raising his eyebrows, flashing a grin.
“I didn’t bring a swimsuit…”
“You’ll look better with nothing on.” He blushes.
“Fine.” آپ groan. As he gets in tot he water, آپ slip off your شرٹ, قمیض and shorts. آپ put your toes on the edge of the water.
“Everything’s gotta come off.” He calls from the water.
آپ give him a look. “Really?”
آپ unclasp your bra and slip it off, throwing it with your other clothes. آپ slide your panties off, putting it into the pile as well. آپ see him bite his lip, eyes on you.
آپ cover your chest with your arms as آپ آپ make your way through the shallow water.
آپ meet Ponyboy when the water is up to just below your shoulder blades, arms still covering your bare chest.
He gently grabs your arms, pulling them off your chest.
“Don’t hide, you’re beautiful. I told آپ that before.” He mutters.
He tilts your chin up, and goes in for the kiss. Your fingers running through his hair, آپ سوئنگ, جھول your legs up and لپیٹ, لفاف کریں them around his waist, his hands supporting آپ سے طرف کی your thighs.
His lips اقدام from your mouth to your neck, leaving bites and kisses all the way down. آپ groan.
Without any warning, he lets آپ drop a little, and rams into you.
آپ gasp, not expecting it.
“You a virgin?” He asks, slightly out of breath.
Wow. Now he asks. “Guess not anymore.” آپ say.
“Tell me if I hurt آپ ok? I couldn’t live with my self I did…”
“I’ll be fine.”
He starts sliding in and out, slow; than faster with each thrust. آپ groan into his shoulder, fingers running through his hair.
آپ were almost there.
“Hold out a little longer, babe.” He grunts.
Another thrust, and آپ both hit your high, together.
آپ bury your head into his collarbone to muffle your scream. The pain mixed with the pleasure have آپ and adrenaline rush like never before.
He drops آپ a little.
“You alright?” He asks, breathing heavily.
آپ nod your head, catching your breath.
“Want to do it again?” He asks.
Before he’s even finished, your already sucking on his neck.