by WB Amore
“What is it about that whore you won’t give up, what does she have that I don’t?”
“Well that’s just it, she’s NOT a WHORE.” I’m about to lay into her when she starts to laugh.
“Oh Ryan, don’t you see you’re the only one who’s not getting in her pants. Haven’t you seen the hot little looks between her and your buddy that’s pouring the liquor down her throat, knowing that if he pours just enough he’ll get lucky.”
Someone lets out a laugh, so loud it’s almost a cackle taking a deep breath so that I don’t try and kill whoever it is laughing, I have to remember not to smack this bitch. When I finally turn to look whose laughing I can’t help releasing all if the tension in my body at the sight of Gracie standing there with her hands on her jutted out hip. Damn she looks hot.
Chapter Fifteen
Gracie
After Ryan left I needed more liquor for this so Rori matched me shot for shot, six shots maybe I’m not sure. When all the sudden I see her go stiff, turning to see what has her so upset when I catch sight of Jess with her hands on Ryan, turning to walk, ok mostly stumble over behind Ryan so I can listen to what she has to say. I smirk at her calling me a whore I can’t help it, I know she’s been dying to do this sense we talked in the bathroom.
I just stand here and listen to her spout off about Beni wanting in my pants I can’t help but let out a laugh. When Ryan turns and sees it’s me laughing at her I notice the tension releases in one breath almost like he can breathe again.
“Oh yes, Beni and I are gonna get it on all night long.” Watching Ryan I see his body tense up.
“I always knew you were a whore.”
“Oh yes Jess, I’ve slept with half the boys at our school. They all know just how I like it.”
The look she gives me makes this so much fun. She looks like she is about to explode.
Turning to look over at Beni,
“Hey Beni how was it for you? Me it was hot and I can’t wait to get you back to bed.” Oh the poor guy looks like a he can’t breathe. Looking at Ryan out of the corner of my eye, he looks like he’s about to explode jaw clenched, hands fisted at his side the vein in his temple bulging. I let out a giggle.
“Oh please I’m nothing like you Jess. I don’t spread my legs of every guy out there. Shit I don’t spread them at all. I know you want Ryan. But Jess telling him I’m a whore isn’t going to get you into his bed. I’ve already told you this. Now Jessica what else did I tell you?”
“Please Gracie, like you have anything on me. What could you do to me?”
“Oh Jessica, do you think no one saw you when you let Scott bang you on the wall outside of the gym, or when you let Tucker screw you under the bleachers, oh how about the day you went into the boys locker room to play with Lane. The look on your face says you were sure no one knew about those. Well sweetheart, I know about many, many more. Now please, do tell what information you have that I don’t know. Oh that’s right you don’t. So if you would like me to stop just say the words otherwise please stop trying to convince people I’m the whore. If you want to call someone a whore you should be looking in the damn mirror.”
I feel an arm on my shoulders I don’t have to look to know its Ryan then I hear him chuckle,
“Hey Beni, I need a shot.” I say as I turn and walk away from them and head straight to Beni, throwing it back and shoot him a small smile. “Sorry Beni, I didn’t mean to throw you under the bus like that, but you’re the only one I know that wouldn’t have just said yes to have said you screwed me.” I say just before throwing back yet another shot.
“Um no, no thanks. Not that you’re not hot but I like my face and body intact.” He pours me another shot when someone takes it before I can get to it. When I look to see who it was I see Ryan throwing it back. “Of course you can have my shot Ryan. Please go right ahead.”
“Like you need anymore.”
“Rori lets go dance.” I tell her grabbing her hand and pulling her away from the shit I stirred up.
Ryan
“Beni Please tell me you never slept with her.” I growl at him.
“Ryan you should know me better ten that, I like being in one piece.”
I can’t help but let out a chuckle. “Yeah your right. I do know you better but how many other guys…” I can’t even finish that sentence because I don’t even want to know because I think I would kill someone if I knew they touched her.
“Ryan please tell you don’t think that. Even I know she doesn’t sleep around. I don’t even think she’s ever…” Shooting him a look that I keep hoping will make him burst into flames.
Taking a few more shots. Turning to look at Gracie and watch her dance with Rori. Looking around I see every guy in the living room watching them dance, looking back at Gracie lost in her movements. When I feel Beni nudge me handing me a beer and a shot, I chuckle while taking both. When I look back at Gracie she has some douchebag wrapped around her I take another shot and storm over to her.
When he looks up and sees the look on my face letting go and backs off, she doesn’t even notice that makes me feel a little better, reaching for her. I look over at Rori who has a smile that stretches from ear to ear. I let a little laugh out and turn Gracie as I pull her into my arms making us chest to chest she doesn’t even look up she just snuggles into my arms, wrapping hers around my waist I feel her let out a deep sigh and relax into my arms she starts to sag little making me hold her tighter. When she looks up at me, she looks like she’s about to pass out, chuckling at the dopy smile she has.
I lift her into my arms and carry her up the stairs and to my room. Setting her on her feet so that I can grab my keys and unlock my door. She giggles the whole way to my bed when she sits down she seems to sober up a little almost sad like. “What Ryan, think you’re going to get lucky with a whore? Is that why you brought me up to your room?” Grabbing a shirt and shorts for her I walk over handing them to her I tell her “Farfalla, I have known you my whole life and I know you’re not a whore. Here go change.” She looks sad as she gets up and heads to the bathroom. Shaking my head I sit down on my bead and put my head in my hands.
Hearing the shower start and I tug my hair just a little harder at the thought of the water cascading down her naked body. Shit! I get up and move to my dresser and grab some shorts throw them on and walk over to my dresser trying to distract myself from what I know is in there. When I’ve done everything I can I lay down on my bed throw my arm over my eyes. I must have fallen asleep I jerk up when I hear something, getting up I notice the shower is still running, knocking on the door “Gracie?” No answer so I try the door when it swings open I slowly walk in “Gracie?” I ask again with no answer, I walk towards the shower and find Gracie sitting on the floor with her knees to her chest and her chin resting on her knees when she looks up at me she giggles “I don’t have a towel.”
Shaking my head I reach into the cabinet next to the shower and pull one out holding it up for her turning my head so that I don’t ogle her body. Wrapping her up I head back to my room and pull the door closed behind me. Laying back in bed arm on my eyes. A few minutes later I hear her open the door, I peak at her. When I see the sight of her in my shirt, I squeeze my eyes closed and pray for strength. “Come to bed Gracie it’s late.” She slowly walks over pulls back the blanket and climbs into my bed. I get up and go to the bathroom brush my teeth and head back to bed climbing under the covers. Trying to keep my distance, I just lay on my back close to the edge. When I feel the bed move and Gracie slide closer to me lining our bodies up and wrapping her arm around me but nothing more. Slowly letting out a breath I slowly fall asleep.
Chapter Sixteen
Gracie
I wake up I’m on my back, as I lift my head I find Ryan pressed into me. Turning to look around the room it starts to spin so I lay it back down. Closing my eyes allowing myself to feel the alcohol still running through my system. Makes me wonder if I’m dreaming the feeling of him pressed so close to me. Usuall
y I’m the one wrapped around him. I wrap my arms around him which causes him to pull me tighter, pressing his entire body into mine allowing me to feel how hard he is.
I can’t help but press into the bulge that is pressing into my thigh shifting in hopes to have it right at my burning center, maybe get some relief for the fire that’s been ignited in my body. Shifting again I feel his lips on my neck turning my head to give him better access he kisses up my jaw, keeping my eyes closed for fear this is just a dream and if I open them it all goes away.
Turning my head back to him our lips meet soft at first, I try to move my leg, he shifts on top of me aligning our bodies while deepening our kiss. Pushing my core into his hardness. I can’t help the moan that leaves my throat, tugging at his cloths he pulls back far enough for me to pull his shirt off, doing the same to me and within seconds our lips are back together. The next thing I know he pulls away. Sitting up he hooks his fingers into my panties, looking into my eyes I nod my head I’ve wanted this for as long as I can remember.
With my approval he slowly pulls them down my body throwing them to the floor. Lifting my leg and slowly kissing his way back up, stopping just before he hits my core. I lift my hips and letting out a whimper “Please,” I feel him grip my butt tighter and pulling me to his mouth. I can’t hold back the cry that I choke on. Grabbing his hair holding on for dear life. It doesn’t take long for me to fall apart, tugging harder trying to pull him up my body. He finally relents and kisses his way up my body, I wrap my arms around him sliding them down his back under his shorts pushing them down as I squeeze his ass, pulling my legs up to pull his shorts down the rest of the way with my feet. I groan when the heat of his erection meets my core, lifting my hips trying to get him to enter me. Looking into my eyes for assurance I nod and plead with my eyes and when he hesitates I all but beg him,
“Please don’t stop. I want this. I want you.”
“Gracie I want this too, but I need you to be sure.”
“I am Ryan. Please don’t stop now.”
With a nod he slowly, so very slowly he enters me, stopping once he feels a little resistance. I hold him tighter so that he doesn’t pull away.
“Gracie this is going to hurt bit only for a minute.” Then he gives one hard push taking away my virginity. With a sigh I just hold him close. I don’t want him to pull away
“Gracie I need to move, I may die if I don’t.”
With that he’s moving nice and slow, while kissing my neck making his way to my lips. Before I know it I feel like I’m going to explode, “Ry, what… what is that?” I feel like there was a fire lit in my stomach and is spreading like a wild fire throughout my whole body
“Don’t fight it baby, let go. Give it to me Farfalla.”
With that I can’t help but to let go, it’s almost like fireworks go off. Clawing at his back I call out his name, just as he calls out my name. We lay there and hold onto each other just a moment more. I start to feel the slickness move down my body “Ry, I have to go to the bathroom.” I whisper, with a sigh he slowly pulls out of me getting up he grabs my hand helping me up we walk to the bathroom. He grabs a towel cleaning himself while I go to the bathroom and clean myself up. Pulling our cloths back on we crawl back into bed, I scoot over to him and cuddle up to him, holding him tight and drift back to sleep.
Chapter Seventeen
Ryan
Waking up to Gracie plastered to me isn’t really anything new, but after the dreams I’ve been having of her, I’ve avoided this situation for the last few months. Her being mad at me has really helped with that. I want her and man, if it could be like my dreams, I’m pretty sure her dad would kill me and send her away to Italy for school. Probably make it sound like a huge opportunity or some shit, I refuse to let her go. No matter what. Which is why I do this to myself, even though it’s slowly driving me insane. I would rather have her in my life knowing she’s safe, rather than me not be in her life at all.
Slowly I pull away from her, I get up go to the bathroom when I walk out she’s sitting there with this look on her face like she’s confused.
“What’s wrong Gracie?”
“Um, how the hell did I get up here? And why the hell do I hurt so badly?”
Letting out a chuckle “Here let me get you a drink and some medicine.” Taking a deep breath, the sight of her in my bed and in my shirt does things to me. The dreams come back to me this one seems so real, I wish things could be different. I want nothing more than to crawl back into bed with her. The things I want to do to her… Shaking my head I leave the bathroom.
“Well I remember watching you dance with Rori, until some douche wrapped his arms around you, when I saw him… I walked over wrapped you in my arms and you about passed out, so I picked you up and brought you in here.”
I can see she’s thinking, her eye brows are drawn together then all the sudden a look of shock crosser her face. “We got into a fight about me being a whore,” Letting out a growl “You are not a whore.” When she won’t look at me I stalk over to where she’s sitting on my bed. She’s looking at her hands in her lap, sitting on the bed she doesn’t look up, She still won’t look at me so I lift her chin, when our eyes meet mine I see the tears. “Piccolina I know you’re not a whore. You’re nothing but a kind hearted farfalla who takes care of everyone, no matter what.” I tell her in the most sincere voice I can without barking it.
“Even Liam.” I growl at her. That gets me a small smile. She nods her head closes her eyes.
“Come on I need a run even though I feel like I was hit by a mac truck.”
With this she throws herself back onto my bed making her hair fan all across my pillows.
This is something I’ve always dreamed of, her in my bed, hair fanned out, sexy as hell. I grab my phone and snap a picture, she has a sated almost tranquil look on her face. I snap another causing her to smile a shy little smile that causes my heart to speed up. Snapping one final one, I put it back on my night stand, “what’s the verdict coach?” I ask, she hates when I call her coach, smacking me in the arm “As much as I want to run with you I can’t I have too much homework to do. I came to the party last night I didn’t do all of it, plus Liam’s coming over this afternoon to work on our project.”
I can’t help the growl that slips out. I can’t say anything its school related and well its school related, reminding me “Well we need to work on ours too, why don’t I take you home and we can work on it?”
“Yeah, we need to get it done its due before break.”
“Well it settled then, get up Piccolina and I’ll feed you before I torture you with school work.”
With a giggle she sits up “Um Ry I need sweats, there is no way I’m wearing that dress back home. If mom happens to be home she may kill me if she sees how I left the house last night.”
Getting up I go grab her some sweats and head to my closet to change while she’s in the bathroom. Just before I leave I grab the letter I’ve written her this is probably the only time I’m going to be able to do this because the next month or so I have to train hard. I have a fight that’s a little over two months out and its going to be a tough one, probably one of my hardest. She’s going to be so pissed she probably won’t talk to me for a while.
After she reads this she’ll understand well, I may lose her forever. She rode with Rori so we both climb into my car grab a quick breakfast burrito and head to her house. Seeing her mom’s car in the drive she tenses “Gracie its cool we’ll just tell her you stayed at my house because you passed out after working on our project.” With a sigh she climbs out, when we walk in her mom is putting on her coat smiling at us both “I’m glad your hear Ryan I have to go in and I would hate to leave Gracie here alone.” I smile back at her. “Mom really again? Did you even sleep here last night? You know what, never mind have a good day I’ll see you whenever you have time. Maybe you can put me on your schedule for some time this week maybe next week.” With that she takes off up the stairs.
Gracie
I’m glad to be home after the dream I had of Ryan last night, I need my space maybe while he’s down stairs I can get my shit together. I wish I knew why I hurt so bad, my legs feel like I’ve run a marathon and my cooch hurts, shit did I fall, maybe Ryan kneed me there while we were sleeping. With a sigh I go to the bathroom, throw my hair up. Trying to push all thoughts of Ryan and I out of my mind I go back to my room and pick up a little while he’s down stairs, I didn’t realize how many cloths I had strung all over the place. I better go start a load of laundry. Thank god the washer and dryer are up here. I don’t really want to see my mom again. I don’t understand why she has to work so much, with dad sending her money she doesn’t really need to work, she just likes to. With a sigh I go about cleaning the laundry. Finally sitting down with my head in my hands.
Ryan
Looking at her mom I see the pain. “I’m sorry Ms. Capello.”
“Don’t be sorry Ryan this isn’t you’re doing.”
“Have you thought of telling her?”
Pure shock, that’s all I can say, I chuckle a little “Come on Ms. Capella, Enzo is my father, I’m 18 now…”
She interrupts me “No… Yes I’ve thought of telling her, of course I have. It kills me to keep it and him from her, but it’s his wishes, not mine and I respect them. For the very same reasons you do it keeps her safe no matter the amount of pain it causes.”
