A high school dropout who is only friends with a group of greasers. Her mother left her with her dad at age 6. Sage and her father left Tulsa; until she turned 14, when Sage ran away from New York and back to her hometown. The city where She found h...
(A part of this chapter has a small smut part; please skip that part if you are uncomfortable.)
SODA POV We walked back up to the deck; Steve hit one of them in the nose for calling Ash a whore. They went off running away after the first punch. We walked inside and sat down on the couch. "Girls, we're back!" Darry shouted. Ash came running downstairs as she came hugging us all.
"Thank you guys; you didn't have to," she said, "What do you mean, you part of the family," we shook our heads to agree with him. She smiled and sat down on the couch. "Where Sage at?" I asked. "Still taking a shower," I stood up and walked upstairs; I reached the door and knocked on the door. "Yea?" she questioned.
"Can I come in?" I asked. The door unlocked and opened to her in light pink silk matching top and bottoms, her brown hanging down beautifully. I needed her; I mean, everyone who sees her wants her.
Sage PJs:
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I grabbed her forearm and dragged her toward her bedroom. I shut the door, turned around, and looked at her. "What is going on, Soda?" She asked worriedly. I came closer and whispered. "God, you are so beautiful you have no idea." I pulled her hips towards me and lightly kissed her.
SAGE POV He kissed me lightly, but with force, I kissed him back. My heart raced as he pulled away and looked down at me sweetly. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him in for another heated kiss. He trailed kisses down my neck; I was scared someone would walk in on us for some reason.
"Soda," I breathed out; he didn't respond to me and only focused on my neck. "What if someone catches us?" I asked, "They won't," he admitted and returned to my channel. He kissed my collarbone; a whimper came out of my throat as he found it. After that, I couldn't think of anything except his lips on my neck.
His arms are around my waist. He was intoxicating to be this close; I wanted him, but my mind couldn't stop him. Finally, he pulled away and looked down at me, his eyes full of lust.
"Do you want to continue?"
"yeah,"
"I mean it, Sage; give me an honest answer."
"Yes, Soda, please," I pleaded; he smirked, and his hands began to take my top.
Sorry if this is cringy; I won't go into full details of smut because I suck at it.
