All Signs Point to You Part Two by Navaura Campbell (books you need to read txt) 📕

because his body actually raised up and she pulled them down. "Denise," He was whimpering now. Why did she have to feel so good? Why did her mouth...He gasped when her tongue flickered over his shaft, hardening it even more. He said, "Denise, I..." Her mouth covered him and all ability for him to speak fell to the ground. He grabbed the back of her head and closed his eyes. He'd never asked her to do this, but from the moment she'd first done it, he'd been hooked. He licked his lips, enjoying the smooth sensation of her lips squeezing him on the way down. He moaned again, a little louder. She moved her mouth over him, sucking gently, lovingly, its inside wet. He felt the tingle began in his sac area and then work it's way up to his shaft and then finally burst forth. He hadn't even realized when she'd moved her mouth.

Denise watched with pleasure, the spill that came from him and the expression he'd displayed this time. He opened his eyes and breathing hard, he whispered, "Denise, you are evil."

She just laughed, "You know you liked it."

He wiped his face with the sleeve of his sweater, "You're still evil."

She smiled, her lips turned up in a seductive way, "And you still liked it."

He inhaled, "I need something to wipe myself."

She got up and went into the bathroom off the kitchen and grabbed a towel from the closet inside. Wetting it with warm water, she took it back to him.

"Here baby." He pulled his shirt up and wiped himself off. This turned her on even more, watching him. She took off her shoes, followed by her pants and underwear, leaving them on the floor, she grabbed his shoulders and pushed him back into the couch. Bestowing him a naughty wink, she whispered, "You didn't think you were done did you?"

Immediately, Jordan hardened again and whispered, "Pure evil. That's what you are."

As she slid down on top of him, she whispered, "You know you like it." He grasped her hips, pushing her further, "No, I love it."

With her love for him shining brightly in her eyes, she smiled, and became wrapped up in the feel of him gliding inside her ever so slowly. The pace climbed and then steadied as they both rocked to each others rhythm.

Chapter Forty Seven:

Denise felt a beautiful reminder of what happened the previous night that morning through the soreness in her body the next morning as she awoke to get ready for school. She sighed and wondered if sex was supposed to be this good in high school. She knew judging by the cat fights in the hall among most couples and the frequent breakups that seemed to come along with long relationships, that just the fact she and Jordan had lasted as long as they had, an up coming two years that March was awesome. She felt as though she loved him more than the air she breathed and to her that was scary. To feel as though she needed him was enough to drive any sane girl like her crazy. She honestly couldn't imagine herself loving anyone as much as she loved him. She didn't think that was possible. She also didn't think it was possible for another man to touch her body the way he did and still make her feel as though she couldn't get enough. It seemed as though last night had been a great rain to the drought she'd been experiencing the past month. She bit down on her lip as just that reminder brought about his scent to her nostrils. Instantly her nipples perked and her thighs began to moisten at the pool of liquid that gathered in between them. She didn't believer there would ever be a time when she could deny him, especially sense he provoked so many wonderful feelings in her. She got out of her bed and went to take a shower.

She must have been in deep thought over her actions that night, because she didn't notice when Chuck came up behind her and grabbed her around the waist. She jumped away and stared at him with flushed cheeks. “What in the hell are you doing?”

He smiled charmingly, his blue eyes feigning a look of innocence. “Surprise! How are you doing beautiful?”

She touched her hand to her chest, “I don't like you doing that Chuck, don't come up to me like that ever.”

“It was just a friendly little gesture.” He stated, coming up next to her. Denise licked her lips, her mouth suddenly dry. “Well, how about keeping those gestures to yourself?”

He smiled at her, “What, afraid you might want something other than what Jordan could give you?”

She furrowed her brows, “I bet you would like that, wouldn't you?”

He exhaled and leaned into her face, grabbed her cheek and setting his sky blue eyes upon hers, he said, “ yes and you'd love it.”

Denise swiped at his hand. He caught hers in his. “I like your feisty behavior Denise, it's a turn on.” She tried to pull herself away from him. He held onto her tightly and pushed her into one of the yards, pressing her against a house. She stated, her tone shaky, “Let me go.”

He smiled at her and grabbed her chin. “I know something that you've been trying to hide since that day at Jordan's party Denise.”

She stared up into his blue eyes and saw sheer excitement, causing her heart beat to accelerate. She closed her eyes. This wasn't supposed to happen. She wasn't supposed to get excited. If anything, she should be disgusted. For crying out loud, she'd just fucked her own boyfriend the night before. What could he possibly offer her that she couldn't get from Jordan. She was satisfied right? As if dangling this question in front of her, Chuck ran his hand over her face, causing her to open her eyes. He was still staring at her with those intense orbs of his. “I know that you find me attractive Denise. I could tell the way you looked at me during Jordan's party and all those other times we've been around each other, the sexual chemistry has been really high.”

Denise felt exasperated. “What's your point? I have a boyfriend, or did I not make that clear enough.”

Chuck smiled again. Denise thought that if he was not so good looking, this would go a lot smoother. Hell, she didn't even like him in that way, but even she couldn't deny a handsome guy when she saw one. Especially one with a quarter back's build and a strong muscular form as his. Not to mention the straw colored blonde hair, beautiful blue eyes and dangerously sexy smile he wore all the time. Now as she stared at his face, she felt the thudding in her heart become intense. It should have surprised her in that instant when he leaned in ever so seductively and placed a kiss on her lips, but it didn't. She felt a burn begin in her body and as he deepened the kiss, she felt her own mouth reciprocate. It really did feel nice. His body pressed against hers and she felt shaky. His body felt different from Jordan's. JORDAN! Her mind flooded with images of the two of them the night before. She pushed him with all her might. He stumbled away from her but licked his lips. “Damn, I see why he wants you all to himself.” Denise wiped at her mouth, trying to erase his scent from her lips. “Why won't you leave me alone?”

“Because I want you Denise.”

Denise shook her head, “I don't want you.”

“That's not what you were saying a minute ago, Denise. Your sweet little mouth was working miracles against mine, wouldn't you say?” He inquired, his tone teasing, yet serious.

“If you touch me again, I will tell Jordan....”

“Tell him what? That you kissed me back? That you liked the way I made your pussy tingle? That that kiss was enough to make your nipples peak through the blouse you're wearing now?” Denise glanced down at her shirt. Sure enough, her nipples were showing through her t-shirt. She covered them with her arms. Chuck came closer to her, “Denise, it's ok to admit that you want to fuck me. We all go through those stages. It's natural.” She felt the tremble begin in her arms first and then work its way down her body. He said, “One thing you will learn from this experience is that there is always someone who can do it better.” He'd reached her and was now taking her hands and pulling them away from her chest. He held them next to her body. He shoved her back into the wall. His body thrust into hers, causing tears of frustration to well up in her eyes. He reached up and wiped them with his thumb. Starring her really deep in the eyes he whispered, “I promise Denise, when you do let me fuck you, it will be the best one you have ever had.” Denise's legs began to tremble so badly that she didn't think she could stand up straight. He stared at her, his eyes electric, honest, and full of lust until a few minutes later, he moved off the wall and walked toward the school.

She watched him as he sat there talking to a group of boys. Denise inhaled sharply, wanting to approach them but couldn't. How could she tell her boyfriend that one of the hottest guys in school had been blatant in what he wanted to do to her and she'd liked the way he'd said it. She knew for sure he would break up with her if she divulged information to him about what had been happening in the whole month that he hadn't been there to really protect her. He'd always been there to talk to her and comfort her when she needed it, but as of late, his unavailability had caused problems. Without him there, she'd easily fallen prey to some other guy's charm and as hard as she tried to fight it, she was loosing the battle. It all started with him wanting to walk her to school. Her gaze locked on Jordan's seeing the happiness in his eyes. She knew that he hadn't been that happy in a long time. Did she really want to break that moment of his when his eyes shined and he'd been able to think about something other than his mother's impending death? She felt such pain and confusion grip her heart.

Inhaling sharply, she turned around and ran to the nearest bathroom she could find.

Amerie Woods flickered her tongue over her teeth. She'd chosen today of all days to wear a baby blue short sleeve shirt underneath baby blue and black short overalls. They were a new checkered kind she'd found in the mall to go with her baby blue keds she'd bought earlier that week. She reached into her bag and was about to pull out her container of lip gloss when the door opened and another girl came flying in. Amerie watched as she went to the nearest stall and barricaded herself in. Amerie opened the top on the lip gloss and was about to put it on when she heard a long groan of frustration. “Are you alright?” She inquired. There was no answer. She put her forefinger up to her lip and ran it across spreading the gloss. “Damn it, Damn it, damn it.” She heard swearing from inside the stall. Amerie twisted the top back on the lip gloss and was about to put it in her bag when the stall door she'd heard the sounds coming from flew open and she saw the girl come out of the bathroom. The girl had her hair braided in singles and the make up she had on had been smeared by the palms of her hands. Amerie