His eyes pierced my brain as I stared at him sitting in the corner of my room.
"What are you thinking, Bella?"
I didn't want to tell him. Granted, we've done stuff before, but never gone all the way. But the way he was looking at me, with those deep eyes, nimble lips that he slightly chews on when he's nervous, and the ever-present post-sex hair, I could barely stand being alone on the bed. "Why don't you come over here?" I said softly so my dad wouldn't hear me.
As he got up from the chair, his face turned red and he gave out a slight moan. Apparently yet again he came inside his pants before we could even do it. So I broke up with him and fucked Billy Black, instead.