As the sweet pulse between my legs

As the sweet pulse between my legs throbbed, my eyes fluttered open. I looked to my left and right before I shot up in my bed. Sunlight shined through my bedroom window, and I realized I was all alone.

What the hell?!

I twisted around, sure that I’d find Jared there. But no. Nothing. No Jared. No moonlight. I had gone to sleep in my pajama shorts and black t-shirt. My blankets rested on my body. Jared had never been here.

But the orgasm had been real. I still felt my body shuddering on the inside with the arousal he, or rather the dream of him, caused. My muscles, weak from the tension, barely kept me sitting up in bed. I crashed back onto my pillow and let out an exasperated sigh. That had been amazing, but I couldn’t believe that had actually happened! I’d heard about guys having wet dreams but not girls.

Tate, you’re psychotic. Fantasizing about that jerk was sick. I took deep, long breathes to calm myself down. It was all because he’d been on my mind so much. Nothing more.

I hadn’t been properly kissed in months, not since the few dates I’d had in France. Jared had gotten under my skin last night, but no matter how turned on he got me I had to remember that he was off limits. Apologizing for treating me like dirt wasn’t enough. I didn’t trust him, and I never would.

Not without the whole story.

He also had too much control over my body, and that had to change.

Last night, after the non-kiss, Jared had driven me home without another word. He’d driven off after he’d dropped me off, and now I was exhausted from lying awake until two a.m. wondering about his last words to me.

You first. Did he mean that I couldn’t stay away from him?

Bold son of a bitch.

“Are you up, Tate?” My grandma poked her head through my doorway. I shuffled with the covers as she came into the room, and I grimaced internally, wondering if I’d made any suspicious noises out loud during my dream.

“Uh, yeah. Just woke up.” Sitting up, I plastered an innocent smile on my face.

“Good. You better get dressed. I have breakfast downstairs. You need to hurry if we’re going to make it to your meet on time.” She nodded her head and waved her hand in a get-out-of-bed motion as I tried to remember what she was talking about.

Meet?

“Come on. Up and at ‘em.” She clapped her hands before turning and leaving.

Glancing at the clock, I realized I’d forgotten to set the alarm last night. My meet! The whole reason I’d let Jared give me a ride in the first place. I should’ve been up a half hour ago!

Thankfully, Grandma was giving me a ride and would stay to watch before she drove back to her own house today. Tomorrow, I’d be on my own again.

Throwing off the covers, I sprinted to my closet and threw on my shorts, sports bra and tank top. I’d put on my team shirt when I got there, so I stuffed that in my duffle bag with my socks. Grabbing my shoes and a hair tie, I hopped down the stairs and filled a paper plate with some toast and sliced up fruit.

“Sit down and eat.” Grandma pointed to the chair.

“I’ll eat in the car. I hate being late.” I crammed a couple of snack bars and water bottles in my bag before heading to the door. “Come on,” I said, ignoring her stare.

The last thing I wanted to do this morning was sit across from my grandma and try to eat breakfast, knowing she’d walked into my bedroom minutes after I’d had an orgasm.

***

Even with as little sleep as I’d had, the opportunity to pound out some energy and frustration proved useful at the meet. My team took part in a competition in which we placed second, and I also competed in an individual race spanning a few miles through a nearby recreational area. The high walls of the quarry around us, and the dense population of trees made the trail space feel cramped. And that was how I liked it today. I couldn’t imagine that I was alone, so it was hard to let my mind wander off the race.

Coming in second again, I smiled as my grandma snapped picture after picture. I was glad she was here to see me race, probably for the last time in my high school career. Although, my dad missed it, and now I missed him even more. It’d been hard dealing with my mom not being around for the important events, but I really wanted my dad today.

After chilidogs at Mulgrew’s, she drove us home.

“I’m going to miss you. I told your dad I’d be back at Christmas, though.” Grandma packed up the last of her belongings and set everything by the front door.

“Looking forward to it. And I will miss you too.”

“So, do you want to tell me about last night?” She peered up from her purse as she checked to make sure she had everything.

My heart skipped a beat. “Last night?” I could come clean with her, but instead, I chose to play ignorant. I had no idea where to start about last night.

“Yes. A dangerous looking black car, similar to the boy’s next door, dropped you home after curfew?” She questioned with laughing eyes. Clearly, she wasn’t too concerned.

“Yesss,” I drew it out dramatically. “Jared gave me a lift home. We were at the same party. No big deal.” My eyes averted to my shoes as my omissions had me feeling guilty. There was more to tell her, a lot more, but as always, I chose to keep my Jared issues quiet.

And now there was a whole new can of worms to sort out—his kissing and my dirty dreams.

She stood there for a few moments studying me as I continued to act oblivious. “Okay, if you say so.” She hooked her purse over her shoulder. “You remember the rules about locking up?”

I nodded.

“Good. Well, give me a hug.”

She held out her arms, and I wrapped myself around her, inhaling her perfume-lotion scent one more time. I picked up one of her bags and led the way to her car.

“See you in no time,” I assured her as I saw her bring a tissue to her eye.

“In no time,” she sniffled. “Put up some Halloween decorations. It’ll cheer you up if you get lonely.”

“Already?”

“It’s October,” she laughed. “That’s the time for Halloween, Tate.”

October? I hadn’t realized. My birthday was coming up.

After my grandma left, I texted K.C. After everything that happened last night, I hadn’t had a chance to talk to her.

How’s it going?

Fine. Sorry I couldn’t make the meet. Busy. She shot back a minute later.

So…you and Liam? I queried. Part of me hoped that she and Liam were back on. I felt guilty. Only a lousy person would kiss the guy her best friend was dating, and I worried about how I would tell her. If she and Liam were back together, then maybe I wouldn’t need to come clean?

Don’t judge. She texted back.

Relief flooded me. There were back together.

Never. If you’re happy…

I am. Just hope I can trust him. She still had doubts, and rightly so. I don’t think I could take back a guy that cheated on me, but then again, I’d never been in love. I guess I wouldn’t know anything until I’d experienced it.

You may never know for sure, but as long as he’s worth it. I wrote.

I think so……So Jared’s all yours.

What?! The thumping in my chest actually hurt.

Apparently, I took too long drowning in my own sweat, because she texted again.

No worries, Tate. He was never mine anyway.

I couldn’t text back. What would I say? Thanks?

Jared wasn’t hers, and he definitely wasn’t mine. He made it abundantly clear that he belonged to no one. Was Jared holding back with her because of me? Is that why she said what she said?

I spent the rest of the weekend doing anything to keep my mind off Jared. Saturday and Sunday I spent cleaning the house, washing the Bronco, completing homework, typing up procedures for my experiment, and avoiding texts from Ben and K.C.

I needed to be alone, and I wasn’t sure I could keep what happened between Jared and me a secret. K.C. deserved to know that I kissed him, but I didn’t want anyone to know, so I chose to avoid everyone. Even my dad when he called.

Ben deserved my silence, even if he had called and texted several times to apologize. If he’d just taken me home like he’d promised, then I wouldn’t have gotten into that mess with Nate.

Honestly, Ben was probably a very decent guy, despite his behavior at the bonfire. But the problem remained—I didn’t feel firecrackers going off in my stomach when he kissed me. I didn’t feel anything.

Jared was like the Fourth of July…all over my body.

Hasil (Bahasa Indonesia) 1:

Sebagai throbbed pulsa manis antara kedua kakiku, mata saya terbang terbuka. Aku menoleh ke kiri dan kanan sebelum aku menembak sampai di tempat tidurku. Sinar matahari bersinar melalui jendela kamarku, dan aku menyadari bahwa aku sendirian.Apa ini?!Saya berputar-putar, yakin bahwa saya akan menemukan Jared ada. Tetapi tidak ada. Tidak ada. Jared tidak. Moonlight tidak. Aku pergi tidur dalam piyama celana pendek dan kaus hitam. Selimut saya berhenti pada tubuh saya. Jared pernah di sini.Tapi orgasme telah nyata. Aku masih merasa gemetar di bagian dalamnya dengan gairah dia, atau lebih tepatnya impian nya, menyebabkan tubuh saya. Otot-otot saya, lemah dari ketegangan, yang hampir membuat saya duduk di tempat tidur. Aku jatuh kembali ke bantal dan membiarkan mengembuskan napas jengkel. Yang telah menakjubkan, tapi aku tidak bisa percaya bahwa benar-benar terjadi! Aku pernah mendengar tentang orang-orang yang memiliki mimpi basah tapi tidak cewek.Tate, kau psikotik. Berfantasi tentang brengsek yang sedang sakit. Aku mengambil mendalam, lama bernapas untuk menenangkan diri. Semua itu karena ia telah di pikiran saya begitu banyak. Tidak ada yang lain.Saya tidak benar mencium dalam bulan, tidak sejak tanggal beberapa aku di Perancis. Jared telah mendapatkan di bawah kulit semalam, tapi tak peduli bagaimana diaktifkan dia punya saya saya harus ingat bahwa dia adalah terlarang. Minta Maaf untuk memperlakukan saya seperti kotoran tidak cukup. Aku tidak percaya padanya, dan aku tidak akan pernah.Bukan tanpa seluruh cerita.Dia juga memiliki terlalu banyak kendali atas tubuhku, dan itu harus berubah.Tadi malam, setelah bebas-ciuman, Jared telah didorong saya rumah tanpa kata lain. Dia telah terusir dari setelah ia telah menjatuhkan saya dari, dan sekarang aku sangat lelah dari berbohong terjaga sampai dua pagi bertanya-tanya tentang kata-kata terakhirnya kepada saya.Anda pertama. Apakah ia berarti bahwa saya tidak bisa tinggal jauh dari dia?Berani bajingan."Apakah Anda up, Tate?" Nenek saya menjulurkan kepalanya melalui pintu saya. Aku berjalan dengan sampul dia masuk ke dalam Ruangan, dan saya grimaced internal, bertanya-tanya jika saya telah membuat setiap suara-suara mencurigakan keras selama mimpiku."Eh, ya. Baru saja bangun." Duduk, saya terpampang bersalah senyum di wajah saya."Baik. Anda lebih baik mendapatkan berpakaian. Aku punya Sarapan lantai bawah. Anda perlu buru-buru jika kita akan membuatnya untuk bertemu Anda tepat waktu." Dia mengangguk kepalanya dan melambaikan tangannya dalam gerakan get-out-of-bed saat aku mencoba untuk mengingat apa yang ia bicarakan.Bertemu?"Ayo. Atas dan pada 'em." Dia bertepuk tangan tangan sebelum berbalik dan meninggalkan.Melirik jam, aku menyadari bahwa aku lupa untuk mengatur alarm tadi malam. Bertemu saya! Seluruh alasan aku akan membiarkan Jared memberiku tumpangan di tempat pertama. Aku harus sudah sampai setengah jam yang lalu!Syukurlah, nenek memberiku tumpangan dan akan tinggal untuk menonton sebelum ia melaju kembali ke rumahnya sendiri hari ini. Besok, aku akan berada di saya sendiri lagi.Melemparkan selimut, aku berlari ke lemari saya dan melemparkan saya celana pendek, olahraga bra dan tank top. Aku akan mengenakan kemeja tim ketika aku sampai di sana, jadi aku memasukkan yang di rangsel saya dengan kaus. Meraih Sepatu saya dan dasi rambut, I melompat turun tangga dan penuh piring kertas dengan beberapa roti dan irisan buah."Duduk dan makan." Nenek menunjuk ke kursi."Aku akan eat di dalam mobil. Aku benci terlambat." Saya masukkan beberapa snack bar dan botol air di tas saya sebelum menuju ke pintu. Ayolah,"kataku, mengabaikan menatap nya.Hal terakhir yang ingin saya lakukan pagi ini adalah duduk di seberang nenek saya dan mencoba untuk makan sarapan, mengetahui Dia telah masuk ke kamarku menit setelah aku punya orgasme.***Bahkan dengan sebagai sedikit tidur seperti aku, kesempatan untuk pound keluar beberapa energi dan frustrasi membuktikan berguna di pertemuan. Tim saya mengambil bagian dalam kompetisi di mana kita ditempatkan kedua, dan saya juga berkompetisi dalam perlombaan masing-masing mencakup beberapa mil melalui area rekreasi terdekat. Tembok tinggi tambang di sekitar kita, dan populasi yang padat pohon dibuat ruang jejak merasa sempit. Dan itu bagaimana aku menyukainya hari ini. Aku tidak bisa membayangkan bahwa saya tidak sendirian, sehingga sulit untuk membiarkan pikiran saya mengembara dari perlombaan.Datang di kedua lagi, aku tersenyum sebagai gambar bentak nenek saya setelah gambar. Aku senang dia adalah di sini untuk melihat saya ras, mungkin untuk terakhir kalinya dalam karir sekolah tinggi saya. Meskipun, ayah saya tidak terjawab itu, dan sekarang aku merindukan bahkan lebih. Sudah sulit berurusan dengan ibuku tidak berada di sekitar untuk peristiwa-peristiwa penting, tapi aku benar-benar ingin ayah saya hari ini.After chilidogs at Mulgrew’s, she drove us home.“I’m going to miss you. I told your dad I’d be back at Christmas, though.” Grandma packed up the last of her belongings and set everything by the front door.“Looking forward to it. And I will miss you too.”“So, do you want to tell me about last night?” She peered up from her purse as she checked to make sure she had everything.My heart skipped a beat. “Last night?” I could come clean with her, but instead, I chose to play ignorant. I had no idea where to start about last night.“Yes. A dangerous looking black car, similar to the boy’s next door, dropped you home after curfew?” She questioned with laughing eyes. Clearly, she wasn’t too concerned.“Yesss,” I drew it out dramatically. “Jared gave me a lift home. We were at the same party. No big deal.” My eyes averted to my shoes as my omissions had me feeling guilty. There was more to tell her, a lot more, but as always, I chose to keep my Jared issues quiet.And now there was a whole new can of worms to sort out—his kissing and my dirty dreams.She stood there for a few moments studying me as I continued to act oblivious. “Okay, if you say so.” She hooked her purse over her shoulder. “You remember the rules about locking up?”I nodded.“Good. Well, give me a hug.”She held out her arms, and I wrapped myself around her, inhaling her perfume-lotion scent one more time. I picked up one of her bags and led the way to her car.“See you in no time,” I assured her as I saw her bring a tissue to her eye.“In no time,” she sniffled. “Put up some Halloween decorations. It’ll cheer you up if you get lonely.”“Already?”“It’s October,” she laughed. “That’s the time for Halloween, Tate.”October? I hadn’t realized. My birthday was coming up.After my grandma left, I texted K.C. After everything that happened last night, I hadn’t had a chance to talk to her.How’s it going?Fine. Sorry I couldn’t make the meet. Busy. She shot back a minute later.So…you and Liam? I queried. Part of me hoped that she and Liam were back on. I felt guilty. Only a lousy person would kiss the guy her best friend was dating, and I worried about how I would tell her. If she and Liam were back together, then maybe I wouldn’t need to come clean?Don’t judge. She texted back.Relief flooded me. There were back together.Never. If you’re happy…I am. Just hope I can trust him. She still had doubts, and rightly so. I don’t think I could take back a guy that cheated on me, but then again, I’d never been in love. I guess I wouldn’t know anything until I’d experienced it.You may never know for sure, but as long as he’s worth it. I wrote.I think so……So Jared’s all yours.What?! The thumping in my chest actually hurt.Apparently, I took too long drowning in my own sweat, because she texted again.No worries, Tate. He was never mine anyway.I couldn’t text back. What would I say? Thanks?Jared wasn’t hers, and he definitely wasn’t mine. He made it abundantly clear that he belonged to no one. Was Jared holding back with her because of me? Is that why she said what she said?I spent the rest of the weekend doing anything to keep my mind off Jared. Saturday and Sunday I spent cleaning the house, washing the Bronco, completing homework, typing up procedures for my experiment, and avoiding texts from Ben and K.C.I needed to be alone, and I wasn’t sure I could keep what happened between Jared and me a secret. K.C. deserved to know that I kissed him, but I didn’t want anyone to know, so I chose to avoid everyone. Even my dad when he called.Ben deserved my silence, even if he had called and texted several times to apologize. If he’d just taken me home like he’d promised, then I wouldn’t have gotten into that mess with Nate.Honestly, Ben was probably a very decent guy, despite his behavior at the bonfire. But the problem remained—I didn’t feel firecrackers going off in my stomach when he kissed me. I didn’t feel anything.Jared was like the Fourth of July…all over my body.