Love Bites
Chapter 43

He awoke the next morning, glad to not have to shower, and the day proceeded like normal. After school the eight met to pick up the dance pictures.

Every person got two pictures: a group picture of all eight, and a picture with the couple alone.

They stayed around and talked a while as a group, then split into couples to talk. Yoshi and Yuki left first to Andre’s establishment.

Cory was talking to Annabelle, Kayla with Johnny, and Abby with Blaine.

Well, Cory noted, there wasn’t much talking going on, it was more of an exchange of body fluids with Abby and Blaine.

Kayla was sitting with Johnny, holding hands, and talking.

“So, what I meant to ask, was what’s the occasion? The dress, I mean. Normally, you do jeans,” Cory said to Annabelle.

She frowned. “What’s the matter, don’t like it?” She gave a little twirl around; the above the knee dress floating up to mid-thigh. Finishing her pirouette, she put her hands on Cory’s shoulders to balance herself.

“Actually, it shows off your beautiful long legs,” he told her, and she smiled.

“You think so?” she said, pulling one side up her thigh, teasing him.

“A little higher and you’ll be showing off your panties,” he said, following her hand.

She slowly shook her head and said, “Un-uh,” with a wicked grin. Grabbing his hand, she turned, putting the back of her right side against the wall behind her, and pulled him so he was in front of her, blocking any errant views and used her other hand to pull the dress to her thigh again.

She put his hand on her thigh, then placed her hand on his. “Up,” she said, sliding his hand up her thigh as her eyes were locked on his.

Unable or unwilling to look down, his hand slid up her smooth thigh to the rise of her hip bone.

She kept one hand in the center of her dress, holding it from hiking up too far there, but her entire right leg to the curve of her hip was exposed, had anyone bothered to look.

With a twinkle in her eye, she said, “See. No way anyone could have seen my panties. I’m a magician and they disappeared.”

She moved his hand around her hip towards the wall and the dress covered more of her thigh, so she removed her left hand from in front and put it on Cory’s hip.

The other hand slid around until she touched the wall, then she pressed forward slightly, giving herself enough room for a hand.

“Little further,” she said, and his hand was around and holding the top of her unclad butt.

“Feels good,” she told him.

“It does indeed,” he said, gripping lightly.

“It’s more fun from the bottom,” she said.

Cory raised an eyebrow.

“Move down,” she said, and he did. “More,” she prompted.

His hand was now on the bottom curve, cupping her.

“That’s good,” she said. “Now squeeze.”

He did and felt the skin of her inner thigh pull towards his finger.

“Now do that about a hundred more times and you could get me off without actually touching me here,” she said with a giggle.

Cory flexed his fingers several times quickly and caused a surprised look on Annabelle’s face and both of her hands went to his shoulders.

“What are you doing naughty boy?”

“Only ninety more to go, he said, his heart beating rapidly.

He thought if this was Lily, he wouldn’t have the nerve. Why? Something about her was… different. He wanted to take time. For it to be special.

He liked Annabelle, but it wasn’t the same.

She turned her back towards the wall more and said, “If you’re serious, use both hands and keep going. You’ll know when to stop.”

Cory wasn’t worried abut anyone seeing as it would simply look like he was grabbing her butt.

He slid his other hand under her dress to the curve of her butt and thigh and grabbed using both hands. Flesh parted as he gripped, and came together as he released, he could feel.

Starting a steady rhythm of pull, release, pull, release, Annabelle put her forehead on Cory’s shoulder.

He stepped closer and her head went to his neck.

“Faster,” she said in a whisper, and he complied. Her hands went around his shoulders like she was giving him a hug.

Cory both felt and heard her breath quicken.

“God, I want you so bad right now,” she panted.

Cory continued at his current speed as her breathing increased.

“You’re… good… at this.”

Cory kissed her ear and neck and she squeezed him hard and started making uhhh sounds like someone who was pushing hard against a stuck door.

He continued as she twitched in his hands, arms tightening and relaxing.

She was alternating between panting like a train and making the grunting sounds. Finally, she gave in and said, “Stop. God. Please. Stop. Don’t let go or I’ll fall.”

Cory moved his hands from under her dress to around her waist to hold her.

She was still firmly hanging on to him around the neck. It took a good two minutes for her trembling to subside and her breathing to slow enough to talk some.

“Hold me,” she told him. “My legs are like rubber. Couldn’t walk right now if I had to. I actually think I lost count of how many orgasms you just gave me. God that felt so good.”

She kissed his neck.

“Happy I could take care of my girl,” he said.

“I only wish you’d let me return the favor. Hell, I wish you’d just fuck me,” she said.

“I… I can’t. Not yet.”

Lifting her head and looking into his eyes, she said, “Stupid,” but her words had no malice.

“Now what?” he asked.

“Well, now you get to hold me until I can stand on my own. Think of it as cuddling after.”

“I think I can handle that.”

“Good, getting home is going to be difficult. I think I might have actually left a puddle on the ground under me. It’s certainly down my legs,” she said with a giggle.

“I guess I could wipe you off,” he offered.

“Oh no. You’ve caused enough damage. Good thing I removed my underwear, or I’d be out another pair,” she said, kissing him.

She let go of him to test her legs.

“I’m gonna go while the others are distracted so they don’t see me walking like a drunken sailor. I’ll call you later,” she said kissing him again before walking off.

Cory turned and saw Kayla had joined Abby and Blaine and they were waiting for him.

Kayla said something to the two who were still kissing and they broke up and started towards the van.

His sister waited for him and joined him on the walk to the van. “Have fun?” she asked.

Cory wondered what she saw. “Not as much as Abby and Blaine, I imagine.”

“Oh, I don’t know. Abby didn’t look quite as flushed as Annabelle. And Abby could walk straight,” she said with a wink.

Cory groaned and blushed. “I’m not sure but I think you made her day if I recognized the expression correctly.”

“Um…”

She laughed. “Stupid but talented. Not to mention lucky. I guess that’s why I love you.”

“Love you too, sis, love you too.”

At home, Cory put the group photo on the wall, and the couple picture in his wallet. He felt the condom there and wondered if he’d ever use it.

Their seventeenth birthday wasn’t too far away now, so maybe he’d take Annabelle up on her offer.