Innocent Seduction

I lay there for a minute or two, enjoying the feel of him inside me, my body against his. He doesn’t say or do anything, giving me my room. He says that this is part of my training, part of what will allow me to function on my own later. I have to be the one that leads, the one that seduces. I let my new powers flow around me, feeling him from the inside out. I can’t hear his thoughts, though I can feel the hint of desire coming from him. I can feel that he’s fed himself well today.

Last night he had told me that he hangs around clubs and feeds off of the sexual energies that are apart of every club around the world. It’s enough to keep one a steady flow of energy, but a good feed requires one on one, whether or not you have sex. The level of his energy tells me that he had taken another lover earlier. It should bother me that he had had sex with someone else already today, but it didn’t, I could only think about how nice it was that his energy level was up because I could feed without hurting him.

I move my hips a little to one side and feel his breath skip and his erection grow again inside of me. It had been interesting to feel him soften inside of me, but to feel him grow again inside of me was almost too much on my already sensitive body. I shuddered and came from just having him grow inside me. He chuckles softly and moves my hair to one side.

“Is that it for the night?”

“No.” I smile and raise my hips, letting him slide out of me and move back to sit at the other end of the couch, by his feet.

I feel a smile light my face as I stand, slipping my skirt off, and leave myself completely nude. I point at him and motion for him to come closer as I take a step back. He stands, peeling off the rest of his cloths, and follows me. When he’s a good distance away from the couch I hold my hand out, telling him to stop, and drop down on all fours. I can’t really explain the things I’m doing except that my instincts seem to be driving me, telling me what I should do. Edward hadn’t said anything about my body, my mind, knowing what should be done.

Slowly I crawl over to him, our eyes locked. I can feel his desire rise as the distance between us start to disappear. I stop as I reach him, letting my gaze travel down to stop at his penis, which is only half erect. I want to see him full, I want to know he wants me, the desire is like a heat in my body to know that he wants me. I blow at his penis as I kneel, my hands make walking motions up his leg.

I slip my tongue out and touch the tip of his penis, just a light touch, but it’s enough to make him grow. I smile and kiss him then slip my mouth over the head, then further down the shaft. My hands move from his hips, down to cup his balls, to move them around in my hands. I bring all of him into my mouth then pull back until only the smallest portion is in my mouth and suck on him as if he were a piece of candy.

I can feel him shudder, feel his desire rise. A few images drift through my mind, I cannot put names to them, or even clear thought, but it is something from his past. Does this mean he has a weak point? This bit of information I file and place in the back of my mind.

I start to move him in and out of my mouth, pausing here and there to let my teeth graze him. With one hand I take both balls and continue to play with them, but my other hand moves further back until it finds his anus. I slowly slip a finger into his hole and feel his entire body shake from the surprise and pleasure of it.
I move my finger in him with the rhythm of my mouth moving over his penis. His hands move to my head, holding me as he thrust into my mouth, then seemed to try and push my finger further into him at the same time. I move faster, harder, and don’t stop until I feel him come inside my mouth.

I sit back, licking my lips, and he sinks to his knees.

“You’re a wicked little thing, Leona.”

I laugh, surprised at my own behavior but enjoying it at the same time. I feel bolder then I ever have, more willing to try things. I feel high on his desire, on my own.

“Maybe, I know I feel high, high as a kite and three times as bold.”

He leans forward, forcing me to lay on my back on the floor. He nuzzles my neck, biting me gently.

“The first few days are always like that. They settle after awhile, but not by much.”

Without warning he thrust himself inside me, I shudder beneath him and my hips move encouragingly. He knows what I like as he thrusts fast and hard, building me up quickly. It doesn’t take long for me to come, I feel like even the slightest breeze against my body would have me gone.

We end the night early and once again I sneak home, this time going back up through the window. What a feat. I stand at the bottom of my window, the sill a good foot or more above me. It takes me a good couple minutes trying to think of the safest, and quietest, way to get back up to my room. Finally I decide that jumping is my best bet. So, letting out my breath I jump up and reached out, catching the sill and raising myself up. I collapse on the floor, my back against the wall, breathing heavily from yet again sneaking around my parents.

Slowly I force myself to stand and put the screen back on the window, then close and lock it. Wouldn’t want someone to sneak into my room. I throw off my cloths as I make my way towards the comfort of bed and climb in. I don’t bother to put any pajamas on, my body can barely stand the feel of my cotton sheet and blankets.

All night I drift in and out of sleep, the high of the night before had faded enough to let me sleep but my own mind wouldn‘t give me peace. I rose bright and early a few hours later, even before the sun, feeling as if I hadn‘t slept at all. Maybe I’ll get lucky and be able to get a good nights sleep some time in the future. I go through my backpack and finished up any homework I have, I even go so far as to clean my room. I hadn’t cleaned it, not this good, in a month. And I like to keep things clean.

Going through my daily routines on automatic I let my mind wander think about what I plan do to today. I remember Edwards words about toning down, on his instructions on how to do so. I would work on that at school, maybe play around with it and see what happens. I also remember him telling me to have Kevin come to his house tonight if he shows up again at the store.

I feel for certain that he will. With all my thoughts on him yesterday and through the night I can vaguely remember that he’s always come to the store after school. I had severed the link between us when Edward told me it existed, so I couldn’t feel his memories, his thoughts. It feels odd.

I vaguely remember getting on the bus and talking to Carin, my mind is still distracted and the world around me feels like a dream. After last night and coming to terms, though only a little, with what I am now, being around other’s makes me feel as if I’m in on some joke. The joke is that they see me as a normal kid, just like them, but I’m not, I’m far from normal. I can remember when I had wished for things to be different, when I had wished to be different. Now I just want to be on the other side of the glass. It was a lot safer being on the inside looking out. There is no security on the outside.

Right before getting off the bus I do as Edward had instruction and construct a wall around me. I built it up of concrete and rocks, willing everything inside. And then I’m out of the bus, walking towards the building. No one looks at me, no one notices me. I move inside the building and get the same reaction, the reaction I’ve been getting since I was born.

Then I let the wall down, just a little at a time, and notice as heads start to turn towards me. Just as quickly I build the wall back up and they look away. I smile, liking the effect. I wonder what else I’m able to do.

Carin and I go our separate ways for class and I find myself looking for Kevin in the crowd of kids. I don’t see him until lunch, he’s in a corner of the room joking with the nerd kids. Our school is separated into groups; their are the nerds, they are smart but completely obsessed with computers and games. Popular kids, which need no introduction. Smart kids, nasty kids, and those who do not fit into a category. I would probably fit in with the smart kids, but Carin is my best friend so we hang with the nonconforming group.

I breathe a sigh of relief when the bell rings and we’re released. I force myself to act normal and not bring any attention to myself, but what I really want to do is run straight to the store to see if Kevin will show up. I shouldn’t do it, I shouldn’t involve him in my life, but I find that I’m excited to see him show up at Edwards house tonight.

Again I find myself running on automatic as the bus slowly makes it’s way towards my house. I chat with Carin, but I know I won’t be able to tell anyone what was said because I can’t concentrate on anything. It felts like an eternity before the bus dropped me off at the house. I practically fly inside and throw on something for work, black cotton dress pants with a red brocade shirt that has black lotus blossoms embroidered on it.

I pull my hair back in a ponytail slash braid, wanting to stay cool as the temperature has turned warm for the day. Finished getting dressed, I go outside to meet my mother in record time.

She doesn’t say anything as I slide into the passenger seat and we take off for the store. My mind shifts again and I’m thinking about what I’ll do if Kevin shows up. But what if he doesn’t show up? I can’t see that happening but it’s always a possibility and maybe the best for him. I have the feeling that once I get a hold of him their will be no going back for either of us.

In a way I don’t think that it’s fair, dragging more people into this, but I’m not sure if I have the will power to stay away. To tell Kevin to stay away. I’m still high on the new me. We enter through the back, the same as always, and I go to work down the isles cleaning. Today isn’t quite as busy which means that I have to keep busy by cleaning.

After awhile mom comes up and tells me that it’s time for my break. I smile gratefully.

“Thanks. I’m ready for a change of scene.”

“Yeah, after yesterday we’re really slow.”

“Tell me about it.”

I laugh softly and start making my way to the back and the break room. Just as I’m about to enter the backroom I spy Kevin to my left, he’s looking at the cereal rack. My heart speeds up at the sight of him, I know now that I’ll give him the note and have him meet me. I want to know everything about him, I want to know him.

I force myself to keep going into the back, force myself to take the required break. But while I’m there I tear a piece of paper from a note book that had been left behind and write on it the address of Edwards house, and tell Kevin to meet me there at midnight. I feel like my heart is in my throat as I walk back into the store. I can’t see him for a moment and wonder if he had gotten smart and left, but no, he’s moved more to the other side, near the frozen meats.

Taking a deep, calming, breath I walk towards him. I don’t want to ruin this or scare him off so I try to be careful on how I approach him.

“Kevin.”

“Huh?”

He turns around and I quickly slip the folded note in his hand and walk off. I don’t wait to see if he opens it and reads it. I force myself to go back and hide in the isles. I have to wait till tonight, have to wait to see what he decides to do. But I hate waiting, I’ve been waiting all my life for something to happen, I don’t want to wait any more.

I almost scream aloud when father turns the key to lock the store up for the night. I can feel the night, the shadows, close in upon me as if sensing my need to be gone from this place. Tonight I get to ride with both my parents, the Escort hadn’t wanted to start for father so it had been sent to the shop and we had the pleasure of riding in mom’s car, while she drove.

Mom’s driving makes dad nuts. He says she drives too fast and doesn’t watch what’s happening around her. All I know is that I feel a year older each time I get out of the car when she’s drove me. Which means year off of my life for every day since I was fourteen. That’s a lot of years, which means I’m going to die young. That is if her driving were that potent, if.

I anxiously sit through dinner and can’t help but wonder when dinner had become more of a chore for me then family time. I can’t remember when it had truly been family time. My parents always end up talking about the store, any news about school or a friend gets put on the back burner when they start discussing work. Not that I mind it too much, I mean the store gets us enough money to live good on. But there are days when a girl just wants her family.

With patience I walk to my room after dinner, after all the dishes are washed and put away and the food is stored away. With patience I sit on my bed, refusing to let myself pace, and wait for my parents to fall silent in their room. I’m practically in tears by the time I can hear nothing but my own ragged breathing.

As I had last night I take the screen off the window and kind of slide out. Staying low till I’m a block away I walk to Edwards house. It’s a little after eleven, I know because that’s what the alarm clock in my room had said. I’m so anxious about Kevin showing up that I almost miss my destination.

I don’t bother to knock, knowing that the door is unlocked. I walk in, shutting the door behind me. I sit down on the couch but can’t stand it and start pacing.

“I take it something exciting happened today.”

“Kevin showed up at work, I gave him a note and told him to meet me here at midnight. So now I have to wait and see if he‘ll do it or not.”

“Settle down. Why don’t you sit down before you wear a hold in the floor.”

“Sorry…”

I sit back down on the couch but find that I figet horribly. Oh, well, you can’t win them all. Right?

Edward sits down next to me and places a plate on the coffee table, on it are two sandwiches. I force myself to be calm when it fails I make myself look at Edward. He’s wearing a deep yellow t-shirt and well worn jeans. He feels like he hasn’t fed tonight and that makes me a little nervous. Why wouldn’t he of fed yet? Does he know something I don’t?

“Hungry? Their really good.”

He says, offering me a sandwich. It take it on impluse and thank him then pick at it, taking my time in eating it. My eyes stay glued to the kitchen, where the red digits of the microwave clock mock me. Time seems to slow down to a crawl as I plead with it to hurry and move.

I don’t want to have Kevin come, I don’t want to endanger him by bringing him closer into my new life. Yet at the same time I’m eager to have someone my age to talk to. I want to be able to have a conversation with someone who knows who I am. Edward just isn’t much of a talker.

Before I know it it’s after midnight. I stare at the clock as it ticks away, when it’s five minutes past I get up and walk to the front door. I peek through the peep hole and find only empty night.

“Maybe he decided not to come…”