That night when I got home, I couldn't

stop thinking about what Blake said about us just hooking up casually. Yeah it would definitely be fun, bit that whole friends with benefits thing never works out, I've seen the movies. I know I wouldn't be the one to mess it up, and he doesn't seem he would either. Still I had a bad feeling about this. I didn't care that he's dangerous and supposedly a criminal; actually it was something that I liked. I needed danger in my life.

The next few days Blake wasn't at home. I hung out with Aya, but my mind was always wondering where Blake was.

Until Friday night...

Kiefer was at the party, he asked me to go but I wasn't feeling up to it (which was a first), and Anne was working.

It was about 9 p.m., so I went into the bathroom to take a shower and change into my pajamas. I was wearing a black tank top, and green plaid booty shorts.

When I went back into my room and opened the door.

"Ahhh." I screamed, attempting to cover my half naked legs with the wet towel that was in my hands.

After I realized it was Blake laying down on my bed his hand folded underneath his head, I grabbed the towel and started to hit him with it.

I started to yell at Blake between hits.

"What!"

Hit.

"Are!"

Hit.

"You!"

Hit.

"Doing!"

I screamed and continued to hit him,

but it wasn't hurting him it was just amusing him, making him laugh.

"Okay, Stop. Put the towel down."

Blake said slowly sitting up on bed,

his hands up surrending, trying to hold back a laugh.

"You almost scared me too death!" I said.

"Yeah, I know. You should have seen your face."

"How did you get up here?"

"Climbed the tree. Ya know you shouldn't leave your window open like that, people can sneak in." He said and then laughed

"Yeah, I'll remember that for next time." I said a sarcastically.

"So what are you doing here? And where the hell have u been?" I asked.

"Came to see you. Why do you miss me?" He asked with a smirk.

"No, it's just I had to eat lunch with my cousin and his jock friends. Also I had to watch there stupid football practice."

"Sorry, I've been busy" clearly not caring.

As i threw the towel down forgetting that was practically wearing underwear, I could see Blake's eyes slowly to make their way down on my body, lingering over the way my body looked in the shorts. Noticing my damp hair, that was still wet from the shower

The way he stared at me didn't make me feel insecure, it also didn't make me feel like I was just a piece of meat which his stare usually did. It made me feel beautiful.

He sat at the edge of the bed, and I slowly moved closer to him staring down to him.

"Is anybody home?" He asked in almost a whisper.

I shook my head, telling him no. beacuse I couldn't get the words to come out of my throat. I was beginning to get nervous; my heart was starting to race, Just remembering the feeling of my lips against his, how it made me feel made me want to kiss him again.

Blake put his hand on my hips, bringing me closer to him. His beautiful blue eyes staring in to mine, I slowly lowered myself onto him so that my legs were standing his waist as he still sitting on my bed.

His hands went from my waist to my face cupping cheeks, bringing my face towards his. I felt his lips crash into mine, I could feel his tongue against my lower lip. I parted my lips allowing him to enter. I gently bit his lower lip, and Blake let out I small moan in to my mouth. His lips left mine, and went down my neck where he gently started to suck, and I softly moaned.

Blake flipped us over on the bed so that he was on top of me in between both my legs. He was sucking on my neck, as I ran my hand down his back I could feel his sculpted muscle underneath his shirt.

As I began to slightly lift off Blake's shirt, he lifted himself up and took it off throwing it on the floor. Before he went back to kissing my neck he removed my shirt and unhooked my bra. I could feel his mouth on my breast, while his other hand  was massaging the other. I began to miss the feeling of his lips on mine, So I pulled his lips back to mine while his hands massaged my breast.

His lips left mine, and his forehead was against mine I could feel his hot panting breath against my face.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" He asked

I nooded my head to tell him yes, because again I couldn't get myself to say it.

After that both our pants were off, I could feel him inside me while his lips were on my neck and my hands rubbed his back.

It was amazing. The only other guy I was with was nothing compared to Blake. I had to bite my lip to keep myself from screaming his name. It was like I needed him to kiss me and touch me, It made me feel warm and alive.

After we were both done, Blake rolled over me and laid on his back besides me.

We were both breathing heavily. As I looked over to him I could see the rise and fall of his chest.

"That. Was. Amazing." He said in between his breaths, while he stared up at the ceiling.

I nooded in agreement, not being able to speak.

He rolled onto his side, so he was facing me.

"Are you in love?" He asked with a smirk on his face.

"No." I said

"Good." Blake replied, then rolled on top of me and began kissing me again.

****

When I woke up the next morning I was naked, And I began to remember what happened.

When I looked over to the side of the bed where Blake was, I saw a note lying on the pillow.

"S, had fun. I'd like to do this again sometime. -B"