Page 25 of Charger

“Good idea. You don’t want Lisa to smell you,” I joke playfully, and he flips me off.

After my brother leaves, I jump up from my bed, butterflies taking over my stomach. Standing in front of my vanity, I latch the necklace around my neck and run my fingers over its beauty. What makes it even more special? It’s from Zach. The boy next door. My best friend. The boy I have definitely fallen in love with.

All day mom and dad fuss over our birthday. First, it was the breakfast; then, it was the huge dinner feast. We opened our birthday gifts. I got some clothes, a new purse and makeup. I don’t really wear too much makeup, but it was from my mom so I was still excited. My dad bought Garrett tickets to go see the Cleveland Browns play. I’m glad I wasn’t invited. I hate sports. Unless a certain boy with dirty blond hair and gorgeous eyes is playing. Then football becomes my new favorite thing to watch. My heart flutters at the mere thought of Zach in his football uniform, running down the field, all powerful.

I walk over to my window and unlock it. A part of me hopes Zach will climb inside. When I take a peek across the yard, I don’t see him or any lights on in his bedroom. In fact, I haven’t even heard from him today and neither has my brother. Hoping everything went well with his mom, I lie down, putting in my earbuds.

I grab a book while listening to Blink 182’s “I Miss You.” Yes, the song has everything to do with missing Zach right now.

My thoughts drift, so concentrating on the book right now is not happening. I set it down and reach for Zach’s card on my nightstand. I reread it like a dozen times.

I know we’ve been best friends for a long time, but the feelings I have for you are real, Jules. His words replay over and over in my head. I close my eyes, letting them swirl inside my thoughts. When the heaviness of sleep starts to take me, I let it.

I can feel my nipples harden from his touch. Using his tongue, he flicks them each in turn then gently sucks. I arch my back and moan from the pleasure, gripping onto the sheets. He works his way farther down my stomach, brushing his lips as he goes. “You like that don’t you, pretty girl?”

Jerking awake, I shoot up from my bed, almost knocking heads with the person sitting in front of me. He covers my mouth as I’m about to scream. “Shit, Jules, didn’t mean to scare you, but you looked like you were enjoying that dream of yours.” Zach smirks and I try to control my breathing. Did I really just have a dirty dream about him? What is he doing to me?

He’s wearing grey sweatpants and a plain black t-shirt, which makes his arms look fucking fantastic. The rippled abs under his shirt are screaming to be touched. And why are grey sweatpants so sexy?

“What are you doing here?” Still jumpy from the dream, I swipe loose hair out of my face.

“Your window was unlocked, so I climbed in. I wanted to see you on your birthday.” He catches my stare and reaches for my cheek. “Well, technically, it’s not still your birthday but I did want to see you.” Checking my cell, I realize that it’s 2 a.m. He looks down at the card, which had fallen off my chest and onto the bed. “I take it you liked the card and the gift.” His eyes flick up to my chest, where the necklace is resting. Reaching up, I hold it in a closed fist.

“Zach, it’s gorgeous. But you didn’t have to buy me anything.”

“I wanted to.” His smile turns serious. “And I… uh, meant every word I said.” I bite my bottom lip. He watches me as I try to think of what to say in return. “I hate when you do that.”

“Do what?” I whisper.

“When you bite your lip. It’s hot as fuck.”

My stomach turns to knots, and I pull the covers to my chest. Zach reaches over, slowly tugging them back down. “Don’t hide from me, Jules.” He leans forward and pushes me back onto my bed with his body. With him braced on top of me, his hands on either side, I feel the heat between us. He admires me. Studies me. I swallow back the nerves, but my hands want to touch him so badly. Before I know it, my fingers are running through his soft, thick hair as he closes his eyes.

“I feel the same…” I tell him.

At my words, his eyes fly open, the intensity going from ten to one hundred within seconds. He crashes his mouth down to mine and kisses me like he never wants to stop. My insides ignite, melting little by little. His tongue finds mine and dances with it. With every flick and twirl, an achy desire hits between my legs.

He pulls away to start kissing my neck. His teeth graze my skin ever so softly, just enough that he won’t leave a mark. I squirm underneath him like the horny virgin that I am and clench my thighs together.

“Do you want to be touched?”

I swallow and nod my head. Yes. He gives me a possessive smirk, kissing my bare chest before working his way to my breasts. He pulls down on my tank top, leaving one side exposed.

“Jesus…” I watch his arm muscles flex as he continues to brace himself up. “Let’s see how wet you are for me.” He grips the top of my shorts and yanks them down, leaving me in nothing but my soaked panties. He scoots lower, toward my feet, and sinks his teeth into my lace underwear, dragging them down until I am completely exposed. I feel shy because this is the first time he is seeing me practically naked. The first time any boy is seeing me in this vulnerable state. But I ache too much for him. My body is screaming for him. The waiting is torture.

“Please, Zach…”

He licks my clit and fireworks erupt.

“Oh my God.”

“You taste like fucking ice cream.”

I close my eyes while he continues to run his tongue in my sensitive spots, creating small, slow circles. It’s getting stronger; the sensation is shooting throughout my whole body now. I grab onto his hair while he’s buried between my thighs, then I clench onto his shoulders. And it hits me all at once, an overwhelming feeling like no other, and I try to hold back my scream as much as possible. He looks up at me as I’m catching my breath.

“Zach, that was…” He moves to me, eyes heated, burning like fire. “I didn’t know that it could feel like that.”

“Pretty girl, just wait, because I have so much more to do to you.” I pull my panties up along with my shorts and he crawls in next to me.

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