Eyes on Mine

The bell rings and I say bye to Julie and my other friends before walking to my first period class. I walk in the classroom and sit down at my desk. God, I'm so nervous. I don't know what to expect from Brian. Yesterday, his emotions were a little all over the place. Because he was like, super intense and then gentle, and then, nothing. Nothing as in, he didn't talk after that, which is acceptable, I just wasn't expecting it.

Brian POV

I don't even know what to do. My heart is beating too fast right now. I know she's already in there, I just don't know how to act when I see her. Should I not say anything? Should I be friendly? What was normal? Crap, I don't know, I don't remember. I take a deep breath and open the door to the classroom. Tara turns her head to me, and I give her an awkward smile. She gives me a small smile back and turns back around. Okay, so far so good. I sit down a few desks behind her and a few seconds later, Michelle walks in. Shit. Long story short, I thought she was hot so we almost had a thing going on. I would flirt with her like all the time but then I started being distant because I wanted Tara. I know she still wants me, but now, I don't even want her. Not to mention, she's a bit of whore. She flips her hair and walks over to my desk.

"Hey, Brian. How was your weekend?" It was terrible, thanks for asking. I see Tara turn her head to the side. I know she's listening.

"Uh, it was okay, I guess."

"You should've called me over. I would've made your weekend so much better," she says, putting her hand on mine. I kind of smile back and force a little laugh, but I don't say anything. As everyone else walks in, she blows me a kiss and goes to her seat. Ugh, she just won't leave me alone. The teacher walks in and class starts.

Halfway into class, I get a text. From Michelle.

You look hot

I smile, remembering that night at the hotel in Hawaii when I sexted Tara and when her mom called her, she dropped her phone because she got scared. She's so cute. Okay, back to the present. I don't want to be a complete a******, so I won't ignore it.

Thanks

She responds too fast.

You'd look hotter without clothes ;)

Shit, Michelle. I need you to stop. I'm ready to just cut this conversation off now.

K

Pretty sure that will make her stop. No one likes the 'K.'

Lol you're cute when you play hard to get

Dude, no one's playing hard to get, I just don't like you.

Michelle, I need to pay attention to the teacher

If she's still on my back, I'm going to punch someone in the face.

Fine, but I need to talk to you later.

Does she never get the f****** hint? I'm still hung up on Tara.

~

After school, Michelle pulls me to the side.

"I need to talk to you."

"About?" Shit, she's about to tell me she likes me.

"I... Uh, I... I-"

"Brian, can I talk to you really quick?" Thank God for you, Tara. I didn't want to turn her down like an a******.

"Yeah, totally. Sorry Michelle, just tell me later." Michelle looks pissed. Oh well, I didn't do it, Tara did. She leads me behind the building, away from people.

"I thought about us... and I decided that I'll still let you f*** me. But that's it. Okay?" I have to admit, I'm kind of hurt. But it beats nothing at all. I nod.

"I'll keep my distance." She starts walking away.

"Hey, Tara?" She turns around and I grab her by the waist and place my lips on hers. She never fights back, even knowing that I really like her.

"Just so you know, I haven't changed my mind about you," I mumble. Might as well put it all out there.

"Even with Michelle in your face all day?" I pull back to look at her. She's smiling. I love it when she smiles. I feel 10 times better.

"Yeah, even with Michelle in my face all day." She giggles and I smile even bigger. I can't get enough of her, I swear.

"Okay, starting now, I'll keep my distance. See you, sweetheart." She waves and we go our separate ways.

~

Tara POV

Okay. I feel way better now that I know he'll keep his distance. I walk outside the gate and see Julie.

"Hey Tar," Julie says.

"Hey."

"Why do you look so happy?" I look happy?

"It's nothing."

"Nothing my a**. Tell me." I think of something quick to tell her.

"I was just talking to Alana." She nods and I turn around, seeing Brian walking outside.

"Ugh, I hate Brian," Julie quietly mumbles.

"Me too." I try to make myself seem as nonchalant about it as I can. I see my mom pulling up and I grab my backpack off of the ground.

"Bye, Julie." I wrap my arms around her.

"Bye, Tara." I start walking to the car and when I open the door, my mom is smiling widely.

"Is that Brian over there?" I follow her eyes and I see him looking at me. I turn back around.

"Yeah," I say, simply.

"Bring him over here. I want to say hi." Really, Mom? Why do you do this to me? I put my backpack in the car before shakily walking up to his f***boy group. He notices me walking to him and keeps his eyes on mine. Damn, he always looks so attractive.

"Ew, why is Tara here?" Drew asks. I roll my eyes.

"Shut up, Drew. Anyways, Brian, my mom wants to say hi to you." He nods and we walk back to my mom's car, awkwardly silent.

"Brian! It's so nice to see you!" He gives her a polite smile.

"Nice to see you, too."

"How have you been?"

"Good, and you?"

"I'm great. Are you taking care of my daughter?"

"Mom, stop."

"Actually, it's cool. Of course I've taken care of her," he says, eyes looking into mine, making my cheeks heat up.

Brian POV

I keep my eyes on her and she's trying not to smile. She's blushing. Even though she won't go out with me now, I'll win her over sooner or later.

"Well, we've better get going. I have to go to work. It was nice talking to you, Brian." I turn my head back to Tara's mom and nod.

"Okay, bye." Tara gets in the car and they leave. I walk back to my friends.

"Yo, you know Tara's mom?" Hector asks. I shrug.

"Not really."

"How? Did you f*** her?"

"No."

"Then how?" Drew asks.

"You guys don't have to know everything."

"That means he did," Kyle says to Drew and Hector. I shrug it off and wait until my dad picks me up.

Tara POV

"Did you see the way he looked at you?" My mom asks.

"Mom he was just looking at me. It wasn't any sort of look."

"Nuh-uh, see, I saw you and you were freaking blushing. I. Saw. You." I turn my head to the window so she doesn't see my smile.

"See? You looked away because you're blushing again."

"Stop, Mom," I whine.

"You guys obviously like each other. I'm just saying."

~

F***, I can't concentrate on my homework. I'm horny and I can't stop thinking about Brian f****** me. I need him so badly, especially being in his shirt that I stole when he wasn't looking.

"Tara, I'm going out to hang out with the guys. Do you need anything before I come back?" My dad asks.

"No, I'm fine."

"Okay, I'll see you later. I love you." HELL F****** YES HE'S LEAVING.

"Love you, too." He walks out the front door and I hear his car drive away. Thanks, Dad. You're a team player.

I jog to my room and lay on the bed. I pull my panties off and spread my legs, letting my hand slip in between them, gently rubbing my c***. I bite my lip as I reach over to my bedside table for my phone and dial Brian's number.

"Hello?"

"Hey..."

"Hi."

"Are you doing anything right now?"

"No, why?"

"I uh... F***, I need you..."

"You need me?" I can just feel his smirk. Cocky a******.

"Yeah, I need you."

"Tell me what you need me for, sweetheart," he says, voice dropping lower. Shit, I didn't know it was possible for me to get hornier from one sentence.

"I need you to f*** me, Brian..."

"Stay right there, baby. I'm coming over," he says before hanging up.

After what feels like forever, I finally hear a knock at the door. I don't bother to put my panties back on, since his shirt covers my body down mid-thigh. Oh, f*** it.

"Come in!" I hear the front door open and close. A few seconds later, I hear footsteps coming down the hallway. Brian stops at the doorway, leaning on the frame, licking his lips before giving me a smirk. Even while he stares at me, my fingers never leave my soaked folds.

"I figured you'd be touching yourself," he says, darkly. He makes his way to me on the bed and hovers over me. He plants a kiss on my lips, swiping his tongue along my bottom lip. I grant him access and his tongue moves against mine. He pulls away to take off his shirt and then he presses little kisses along my neck, fingers running along my c***.

"Why do you have my shirt?" I thought he didn't notice.

"I took it," I reply breathlessly.

"You're lucky you look f****** sexy in it," he growls in my ear, sending tingles straight to my lower region. His free hand travels up the shirt to grasp my breast. I arch my back off of the bed, pressing myself against his chest.

"You're always so wet for me, baby," he says, teasing my entrance with his fingers.

"Stop teasing. Please." He lets out a breathy laugh before pulling off his pants and taking a condom out of the pocket. He throws his pants to the floor along with his boxers and rolls the condom onto himself. He settles himself in between my legs. He pushes into me, one hand playing with my nipple and the other holding onto my hip. He buries his face in my neck with a string of profanities.

"Come here." He sits up and pulls me to straddle him and I hold onto his shoulders. His hands travel down to my a**, guiding myself onto his length. I slide down with ease and I let out a mewl of pleasure. He locks eyes with me as I rock my hips against him, making him bite his lip. He pushes his hips into mine, meeting me in the middle. He grips me at my sides tight as we chase after that euphoric feeling. Soon he's pounding into me and every time I slide down, I do it hard. He snaps his hips into me more sharply, hitting my special spot repeatedly.

"F***, I'm gonna come," I barely manage to get out.

"Come for me, sweetheart." Those words are all it takes for my undoing. I freeze, still in the bliss of my orgasm. He thrusts erratically, eventually spilling himself inside the condom. I collapse on top of him and he falls backwards, laying down on the bed. My face is dangerously close to his, our noses brushing against each other. I'm lost in his eyes and I can't look away. I place a kiss on his lips.

"I have to throw this condom away," he murmurs. I slide off of him and he gets up to clean himself up. He comes back and joins me under the covers. After a long, beautiful moment of silence that I would hate to break, I speak up.

"You should, um... Go..." I say, looking up at Brian who is entangled in my limbs and staring down at me with that gaze that is so familiar to me.

"It's getting late. My dad could be home soon." He gets up and gathers his clothes, putting them on.

"Okay, goodnight sweetheart," he says, before kissing my forehead.

"Can you lock the front door when you leave?" He nods and turns off my light, closes the door and leaves.

"I love you..." I whisper.