The Witty Runaway Chapter 6 I laughed and pulled back pushing my
hair out of the way. I sat down on the couch properly on the middle
cushion, and Rusty threw her legs up over me. We were both beat red
in the face from such an intense make out session that just
happened. It lasted awhile because the movies credits were flashing
across the screen. I rested my hand on her thigh, "I'm sorry about
the fight." She rubbed my hand with her and then held on, " it's
okay. It was just dumb. No more fighting. I love you to much for
this." A small smirk crossed my face. "You ready for bed?" I asked
hoping she was because I wanted to cuddle. She nodded, and with
that we shut off all the lights. I held her hand, and pulled her
along to the bed. I took off my pants and threw on a big t-shirt,
and she did the same. I crawled under the blankets next to her, and
turned the bed side lamp on. I wrapped my arm up around her waist,
and kissed her shoulder where her shirt had slipped down. Her head
moved a bit, as I trailed kisses along her shoulder blades. Small
moans escaped her mouth, and I smiled softly on her soft skin.
"Lana, we don't have to do this. I know you aren't ready." She
whispered, trying to hide the desire in her voice. I slid my hand
up the big t-shirt and rubbed her flat stomach and traced her ribs
with my fingers. "What if I don't want to stop?" I smirked, rolling
her onto her back so I could face her. "Lana calm down.. I told you
it's okay." "Rusty, I want too. " I ran my hands along her panty
line. She had a sad smile, "are you sure?" "I've never been more
sure. " I said very slowly.. That night was the first time Rusty
and I made love. I had never felt more alive in my life. I wrapped
my arms around her after, and held her bare body to mine. "I love
you, Rusty." I whispered. "I love you too, Lana."