Every Rose Has Its Thorn} 9
Every Rose Has Its Thorn} 9
I shook my head, looking down, "I-I don't know how." He chuckled and sat himself on the couch putthing his arms behind his head, leaning back, "Its not hard, just dance. Sorta like... dancing on someone, trying to turn them on, and make them want you." he smirked. I shook my head, " But I dont wanna turn you on, and I dont want you to want me." His eyes looked around, then he stood up, and grabbed my arm, draggin me upstairs. He pushed me back into the room I was in before and followed behind me, locking the door. He sat on the bed and looked up at me, "I'll make this easier for you... start of by stripping for me."
I blinked rapidly, "But-- Im scared." He chuckled, "Why are you scared? Afriad your gonna accidentally scratch yourself?" he laughed, and I shook my head. He paused, then a smirk was planted across his face, "Wait... Do I scare you?" I opened my mouth to say something, but I just froze. He smirked again, "Now, just strip for me before I get really scary." I stood still, frozen, with wide eyes, terrified. He stood up and slowly walked to me, he smied softly, "Let me help you start." he said quietly. He pulled me to him, by my wiast and there was no space between us, were were ear-to-ear and I could feel his breathing on my skin.
I felt his hands to the rim of my shirt, and he started lifting it slowly, and above my head. He dropped it on the floor, and snaked his arms around my waist, holding me tightly. He bent his head down, and lightly kissed my neck, I started breathing heavily, and I felt him smirk into my skin. He pulled away, and walk backwords, sitting back on the bed. "Your turn," he winked at me. I felt my heart pounding as I brought my fingers to the button of my jean shorts. I slpwly unbuttoned them and they dropped to the ground. I could see Joe lick his lips, and I felt myself blush, but I was still very scared. He told me to come over to him, so I walked over slowly, and he pulled me in my my waist.
I felt so unconfortable, I was only in my bra and underwear, and standing right in front of a crazy pervert. "Now," he saod saftly, putting one leg by he left side, and my other leg, byt his right, so I was hovered over him, "Im gonna teach you how to lap dance." he said, and I shook my head, "No, its ok. I don't really need to kn--" he shushed me, grabbing my waist andswaying them back and forth, "keep doing that," he told me, releasing his hands. And I obeyed him, his hands wondered up my legs, making me shiver, his eyes lingered all over by body, and he pulled me down, sitting on his lap, facing him. I froze, and he smirked, pressing my hips back and forth, making me grind on him.
I heard him let out a small moan, and I got goosebumps. Im not used to being so intimate, its weird, and unconfortable. I have no idea why people like it so much. Maybe they just want to believe they do. Or maybe they like it because the person their doing it with actually cares about them. Which I will never know the feeling of. I felt him grow hard underneath me, and froze, "J-joe... can we please stop-p?" he shook his head, "No, im not done yet." he said pulling me down further on him, making his huge boner poke at me. "Hm... This is good..." he smirked, moaning a little. There was a knock on the door and Joe rolled his eyes, "Who the fuck is it?" We heard Nicole on the other side of the door, saying it was her, "Leave! Were bust in here, having a good time." he winked at me. "No, your having a good time. Demi's probably scared to death." she said, "Now open the door!"
Joe lifted me off of him sitting me on the bed, and walking to the door, I quickly grabbed his shirt, that was still on the floor from earlier and pulling if over my half-naked body. He opened the door, and started arguing with Nicole, then he rolled his eyes, and left. She stood at the door frame for a minute then walked over to me, with a small smile, "Hi, again." I managed a small smile. She sat next to me, "I know we don't know each other, but... I think we should be friends. We have alot in common." I shook my head, "I doubt that." She disagreed, "No, we have more in common then you think."
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Questions:
1. What does Nicole mean by having alot in common with Demi?
2. opinions?