Adolescence

Chapter 7

I was startled by the sound of a knock at my bedroom door the following evening. I'd been daydreaming about kissing Len again...I opened the door, smiling as I saw his charming face staring back at me. He leaned casually against the door frame, looking me up and down. This didn't bother me anymore...in fact I was flattered.

"You dressed for the occasion" He grinned charismatically at me. I tilted my head slightly, had I forgotten something? I glanced down at my frilled white dress. It wasn't exactly formal. I blushed as he lifted my hand to his lips, placing a gentle kiss on it. I lifted my other hand nervously to my neck, perplexed by his behaviour. Was he flirting with me, or was that just wishful thinking?

"Forgive me if I'm forgetting something but...what occasion?" I asked a little guiltily. He led me down the red carpeted staircase as if I were royalty, stopping very suddenly halfway down. I stumbled, falling into him. He put his arms around my waist to stop me from falling. It felt good having his arms around me.

"We're going dancing!" He declared. I was sure my face lit up as he said this. Oh how I'd missed dancing! Only then I remembered why we hadn't gone dancing in so long, and my smile faded. Our parents had forbidden us from going in there again after what had happened last time, something which had devastated us since we loved dancing together so much.

"We can't, we aren't allowed in the ballroom anymore" I said glumly, not wanting to bring his happy mood down, but feeling I had to remind him. He winked at me playfully, oh now I knew he had a plan.

"I knew that...but what mom and dad don't know...won't hurt them" He smiled at me again. He quickly peered around as if to make sure we weren't being spied on. Though we were the only ones home. I grinned mischievously, liking this plan and nodding in agreement. We sprinted down to the ballroom. I was both nervous and excited at the same time, we were breaking the rules, but that's what made it so fun! We each pushed open one of the huge doors leading into our secret haven. I gasped looking around. The chest was propped up against the wall as it had been before, a replica of the mirror perched upon it...it was if that night had never happened.

"It's as if it never happened", I spoke my thoughts aloud. I smiled joyfully around the room, as I was lead by Len to the centre. He began to lead me around, just like old times. Despite the fact we hadn't danced in two weeks we weren't at all rusty, in fact, we seemed even better than we'd been before! He twirled me around as if I were a ballerina, causing me to giggle with happiness. I felt so giddy in his arms. We were beginning to slow down as we stared deeply into one another's eyes. I'd lost all interest in the dance, and apparently so had he as we came to a standstill. He was nervous, I could tell from his red face. Why was it he'd been so eager last time, and now that I was ready he'd lost the nerve to do it! Clearly I would have to take charge myself.

"Let's go to bed" I said seductively, not giving him the chance to answer. I grasped his wrist, leading him out of the ballroom, through the corridors through which we'd come and back upstairs to my bedroom. I glanced back at him timidly as I lead him. All I could think about was seducing him. I wondered what he was thinking now.

Almost cautiously we entered my room. We sat on the edge of my bed as we had the night before, tonight I would get my kiss, and hopefully much more as well. I shifted a little nervously on the bed, wondering what would take place in it tonight. We leaned in closer to one another, this was it! I could feel his warm breath on my face, I could feel his lips brush mine, but then he moved away! Now was no time to be modest! Couldn't he tell I wanted him? I pouted up at him, why had he stopped?

"Good night" He suddenly said, standing up and turning to leave. My jaw dropped what? If he thought he was going to get away with rejecting me he had another thing coming! I grasped the edge of his shirt had his hand began to turn the doorknob. I yanked at it, drawing his attention. He turned back to stare at me. I felt myself becoming emotional again. Even if we didn't make love I at least wanted him to stay with me! I was tired of sleeping alone in the dark! He lifted my outstretched hand to his lips, placing another soft kiss upon it.

"Please...don't turn off the light...I don't WANT to sleep alone anymore!" I cried, he'd attempted to leave again, so I flung myself at him, throwing my arms around him, crying on to his manly chest. I beat his chest lightly with my fists, furiously, knowing it wouldn't hurt him anyway. How dare he leave me again! He stroked my hair, desperately trying to calm me.

"I'm frightened of monsters, isn't that childish princess?" he babbled at me, I didn't want to hear this! I pushed myself away from him, staring deep into his eyes, searching for that passion he'd had that night. I could see he felt guilty, but I needed him so badly.

"We can't be alone together anymore without mom and dad suspecting us of something can we?" I whimpered, unaware that I was still crying until that moment. He opened his arms again, beckoning me into them. I threw myself at him once more, hiding on his chest. It felt good being so close to him...I still had a chance; after all, we were still in my bedroom. He kissed the top of my head kindly, rubbing my back in comfort. I felt his hands slip from my back to my hips; he caressed them gently, making me shiver again. I felt hot against him. I sighed contentedly as he felt my hips. This seemed to fuel his hunger, as he began to move his hands up and down my back, feeling me up. He moaned softly as he touched me. I had him where I wanted him now.

All of a sudden his arms left me, I feared he would leave me again, but saw him dart to my dressing table. He snatched a small object from its surface, moving swiftly to the door. Oh it's the key... He locked the bedroom door, shoving the key into his back pocket and turning back to me. I was a little frightened as he moved towards me with startling speed. I gasped as he pushed me backwards on to the bed, climbing on top of me. Surely this was it! He straddled me as a lover might, giving me no means of escape...not that I wanted to escape. I wanted this just as badly as he did! He stared at me for a long time, longing building up within me. Just take me! I pleaded silently. I yearned for him now, why wasn't he moving? He stared deep into my eyes; I was practically begging him to do it! He leaned down closer to me so that I could feel his breath on my face once more. He was staring down at my chest. I stuck it out a little in an attempt to coax him into making a move. Come on boy, while we're still young! He moved a trembling hand to the bow behind my neck. Oh, he must be nervous. He tugged at it, finally pulling the halter neck apart. When he took no further actions I moved the untied laces out of the way, almost giving him permission.

Len was sweating, it was covering his face, it was very hot. I decided to make a move instead, if I left it up to him we'd get nowhere! I pulled his tie away from his neck, throwing it to the floor, had he taken the hint yet? This spurred him into action, and he began to fiddle with the buttons on his shirt. I rolled my eyes as he fumbled; I kindly took over this duty, desperate to actually do something now. I took my time, not wanting to fumble as he had, suddenly feeling pressure on my thigh. He squeezed it impatiently, a small squeal of surprise coming from my lips.

"I told you, you had nice legs", He taunted. I panted heavily as I finished undoing his shirt. He kept stroking my thigh, and it was fuelling this passionate emotion! I lifted a hand to his cheek, caressing his face, see how he likes it. I silently mouthed the words do it, up at him, though I wanted to scream them. Please I'm begging you! I thought. He glanced sideways at the photograph of us as children beside the bed. Stop reminiscing and do it! He lifted me up to cradle me in his powerful arms; I could feel my dress slipping away from my chest.

"I don't know if I can do this" He whispered, infuriating me. I wanted it! I stroked his back, hoping to bring his passion back again. "You're sweating", he continued, of course I was sweating! I was so ready and he just wouldn't do it!

"So are you" I moaned, desperate to bring him back to me. He held me close to him, fatigue suddenly took over me. I was lolling hopelessly in his arms. I was almost asleep when he put me back down again. He didn't leave immediately, and I forced myself to stay awake, just in case he re-considered. I felt his warmth against my face, I almost smiled, but that would've given it away. It was amazing. I felt his lips close on mine, and he kissed me! He actually kissed me! I melted in his kiss; oh it was as good as they said! I felt like I was floating on air! He pulled away, and I heard his footsteps growing quieter as he left the room, shutting the door behind him. When I was sure he was out of the room I sat up, putting a hand to my lips. Oh my goodness, that was wonderful. I thought to myself, I could almost picture Len leaning against the door, doing the same thing. I smiled evilly to myself. He'd escaped for tonight, but I promised myself, he'd have me. Until tomorrow night, my knight...