The First Last Boy

by Sonya Weiss

  I wanted to keep today focused on one thing. Give Tana what she wanted, hell, what she’d asked me to do for her, and let that be the end of it. But the churning in my stomach told me this was the beginning of something that could kick my ass if I wasn’t very careful.

  Chapter Nine

  TANA

  The house looked exactly like what I remembered when I’d visited before with Shelby. Built atop a hill, it had a long driveway directly in front of the house that curved to end in front of a three car garage. There were flowers along either side of the brick walkway leading toward the porch. I’d helped Shelby plant some of them.

  Ryan shut off the car and the sound of birds chirping in the nearby trees filled the silence between us. When the silence became almost unbearable, I tried to think of something to say. But what would I say? There were no conversation etiquette books for losing your virginity. I reached through the space between the two seats for the bag in the back and hauled it up front, clutching it to me like a shield.

  Without a word, Ryan got out and waited for me outside the car, smiling when he caught me biting my lip. He knew me well enough to know it was a habit I had when I was procrastinating over something I didn’t want to say or do. I didn’t want him to think I was stalling even though I was. Not because I didn’t want this, because I wanted it so much it’d kept me awake last night. I was stalling because the unknown was kind of scary.

  I walked past him and put the key in the lock. Ryan’s breath was right on my neck and I had to concentrate to turn the key to get the door open. I shook off the brain fog as we stepped into the foyer. Off to the left, a wide staircase covered in tan carpet led up to the master bedroom. The upstairs had a walkway that circled the living room so you could see down on it. The north wall of the living room was made entirely of windows that didn’t have any curtains. But since they overlooked the back of the two acre property, privacy wasn’t an issue. A long, curved black leather sofa faced part of the window. The other part of it faced a big screen television. On the opposite side of the television, was the fireplace where Shelby and I had made S’mores.

  Realizing Ryan hadn’t said a word since our arrival, I turned to face him and set my bag down at my feet. “Say something,” I pleaded, biting my lip this time to stop the shaking.

  “It’s a beautiful place.”

  “That’s it?” I’d expected something more along the lines of us getting started and I told him as much.

  He raised his eyebrows. “We have all night. There’s no rush.”

  Images danced around in my mind. “Will it take all night?”

  He gave me his look that meant he knew how to handle the situation. “If you do it right,” he said softly.

  God, it was hot in here. Plucking at my shirt, I fanned the material up and down. “Shelby said the kitchen was stocked. Are you hungry?” I cringed inwardly at the high pitched sound of my voice babbling like an idiot.

  “Yeah. I am.” He dropped his bag. “Come here.” He put his hands on my waist and leading the way to the sofa, he gently tipped me so I landed on the soft cushions.

  “First, you get comfortable. You’re wound too tight.” He moved over me and wedged his body beside me at the front of the cushion so I was pushed against the back of the sofa. The feeling was a paradox. Behind me softness hugged my ass, curving and conforming to me. In front of me, the solidness of Ryan’s body, every bit of it rock hard, pushed against my breasts, against my pelvic area with uncompromising hardness. The contact was frenzying.

  “I can’t relax like this,” I said, almost panting, trying to calm my breathing before I hyperventilated and passed out. That would be so embarrassing.

  “Too bad you can’t relax. This feels really good to me.”

  He lifted the back of my head, his fingers tangling in my hair. Tugging lightly, he exposed the length of my neck and chased kisses from beneath my chin to my collarbone. The trail he left behind electrified my skin.

  “It’s h-hard to relax when...” I reached for the bottom of his T-shirt and started working it upward. I didn’t even clear his taut abdomen before he stopped me.

  Then with one swift motion, he slid a hand under me and shifted our position until I was lying beneath him with the full weight of his body on top. The hardness of his thighs pinned me down with a heaviness that made me feel wet and miles past ready for him. He covered my mouth with his and kissed me hard followed by sweet and tender tugs at my lips and I could not get close enough. I craved him with an intensity that made me feel like I would starve to death if I didn’t have him. The strength of my feelings scared me. This was supposed to be about losing my virginity, moving on with my life and nothing more. I was not supposed to lose myself in him.

  He skimmed his lips across my T-shirt, stopping to kiss my breast through the fabric. My nipples hardened under his caress and he found them, gently biting down. I could hardly believe that deep moan came from me.

  His hands gripped my ass to angle my pelvis and he pushed into the vee of my thighs until his erection pressed against me. Then he eased back only to press forward again in a sweet torture. I wanted to feel him, all of him, and I wanted it now. “Ryan...” I wiggled against him. “Please. I can’t take this. My blood is on fire.”

  He smiled as if knew something I didn’t and rolled off of me. Standing, he held his hand out for mine.

  “That’s it?” I grumbled, tugging on my clothes to straighten them while I tried to think clearly but it was nearly impossible with the heated desire surging through me.

  “I don’t want to do this on the sofa. There’s not enough room to move around. We can go upstairs to the bedroom or we can wait until tonight.”

  The wait would kill me. I would be a bundle of nerves and lust by then. I licked my lips and tasted his kisses still there. “I want to go upstairs.”

  *

  RYAN

  In the bedroom, I could tell even though she was pretty hot for me, Tana was still nervous. I didn’t know if it was because she was afraid of what was coming or if it was because I was the one she was with. I should push her away and tell her she needed to be with the kind of guy who could promise her a life instead of one who couldn’t even promise her tomorrow. But then she whispered my name with a mountain of hope and longing attached to it and no way in hell could I walk away. I wasn’t that strong.

  On one side of the room, a chair with funny looking flowers on the fabric was pushed under a table that had all sorts of brushes, perfume bottles and makeup on it. I pulled out the chair and took a seat, then looked at Tana.

  “Sit here.” I patted my lap.

  She moved slowly toward me and after a brief hesitation and a glance at the erection trying to poke itself through my pants, she straddled me. The movement hitched her skirt up just enough to get comfortable, but not enough to for me to see her panties. Having her on me felt so damn good. I reached up behind her and unfastened her bra and she swallowed, closing her eyes with a soft little gasp I would have missed hearing had I not been paying close attention.

  Grasping her shirt by the hem, I pulled it over her head, tossing it toward the table. Her pink bra was sexy and tantalizing, hiding from me what I couldn’t wait another second to feast my eyes on. I tugged the straps of the bra slowly down the length of her arms, kissing the mounds of flesh as it slipped off. I aimed it in the general direction I’d thrown her shirt. Her breasts bounced lightly when I moved and the beauty and perfection in her nakedness left me speechless. I’d never seen a girl as perfect as Tana.

  I raised my hands slowly and cupped them, lifting them up to meet my lips. After I pressed kisses and lightly suckled on the tender flesh, she moaned and her eyes shot open. I stroked my thumbs across the nipples and she brought her hands up in an attempt to cover herself. “My breasts are too big. I always carried an extra few pounds and—”

  “Stop.” I moved her hands away. My heart lurched. “Tana, look at me.”

  She pulled her gaze from the floor to me
et mine.

  “Don’t put yourself down. Not with me. You are beautiful and amazing and I feel like the luckiest son of a bitch in the world right now. But if you want me to stop, all you have to do is tell me. I’m not the kind of guy that pushes a girl to do what she’s not ready for. I don’t take what’s not willingly given physically or emotionally, okay?”

  Her eyes welled with tears. “You really think I’m beautiful? I’ve never seen myself that way.”

  “Because you don’t look at you the way that I do.”

  She smiled her beautiful smile then whispered so softly I almost couldn’t hear her, “Please don’t stop.”

  I moved slowly, each movement careful. I didn’t want to rush things. It might sound arrogant but I’d known how to play a girl’s body since I was fourteen years old. I knew the mechanics of how to drive them crazy up against a wall, on a bed, on the floor or outside in the middle of a snowstorm. But what I didn’t know, what I was learning with Tana was that there was more than mechanics involved and it was more important for me right now to give her what her body needed than it was for me to answer the call my erection demanded I answer.

  No matter how badly I wanted to push inside her and feel her muscles milk my dick for every last drop, I wanted to rock Tana in ways that she’d never forget. I knew I couldn’t be her forever guy, but I wanted to be permanently inked on her soul. I danced my fingers across her boobs and she buried her head in the side of my neck, pressing kisses and whispering

  my name over and over like a mantra. Her thighs quivered when I moved my palms upward across the silkiness of her skin until I reached the bottom of her skirt. She wiggled around on me, grinding against my erection.

  Gritting my teeth together, I begged, “Could you try to sit still?”

  “Why?” She moved her lips to mine and deliberately rocked herself back and forth.

  “Tana,” I said sharply against her mouth, needing her to stop. “If you don’t quit moving, it’s going to drive me over the edge.”

  “You don’t like it?”

  “I do. Too damn much, but I want to take it slow with you.” I pushed at her skirt until I exposed the edge of her panties. Like her bra, they were pink and trimmed in lace. I trailed a finger along the center of her vagina and upward, pushing with just enough pressure to make her feel it right against her sensitive spot. Her thigh muscles contracted and tightened against mine. I slipped my fingers inside the edge of her panties and stroked her heated, ready-for-me flesh. She gasped and clutched my shoulders. . Her pupils darkened and her breathing quickened.

  “You enjoy that?” I slipped my index finger into her moistness and moved my thumb faster back and forth across her clit at the same time.

  “Ryan...” she gasped and squirmed, making a moaning sound. She pressed into my hand, her eyes darkening.

  I stilled and raised my eyebrows. “Yes?”

  She moved her hips, seeking what she didn’t know but I did and I planned to draw it out until she screamed her throat raw calling my name. I wanted her to be so fucking satisfied that every time she thought about this time, she’d get wet.

  I started moving my thumb again, carefully watching her face. When she bit her lip and I knew she was getting close to an orgasm, I stopped again and she groaned in frustration. “It’s just now getting good, honey.” I lifted her up off me, moved out of the way and nudged her down into the chair. She looked up at me as I knelt in front of her.

  “What are you doing?”

  I lifted her foot, trailed my fingers up her long legs, and eased her panties down on one side. Then I lifted the other and slid her panties to her knees, taking my time and letting the material whisper against her skin before I pulled them completely off. I put my hands on the inside her knees. Pushing them wider, I moved closer to her, settling my head between her legs and she immediately put her hand out.

  “Ryan...it’s...I feel embarrassed.”

  I kissed the inside of her leg, inching closer up her thigh. “You have no reason to. Let your legs fall open and let me taste you.”

  For a second, I didn’t think she was going to but then she moaned in surrender and spread her legs wider.

  Chapter Ten

  TANA

  When Ryan’s tongue first touched me, I shoved back with my feet so hard I nearly tipped the chair over but he didn’t miss a beat. He reached up with one hand and held the chair in place. He sucked on the aching, needy flesh as I cupped my hands on his head, then his shoulders. I slid down in the chair, offering myself up to him. Working his tongue, he explored every inch of me and I’d never felt more exposed or worshipped.

  The intense burning in my veins built into a powerful force and then exploded into release, shattering me into a million fragments, with each piece dragged out of me until it felt as if I was collapsing in on myself. My bones and muscles were liquid as I slowly came back to earth. Now I knew why everyone talked about an orgasm like it was the greatest thing in the world. It was the highest high I’d ever had.

  All I could do was whimper as Ryan continued to devour me with his tongue. When he sucked on my clit, I screamed his name as I dug my fingernails into his shoulders and exploded again. I didn’t even have the energy to pull my skirt down to cover myself when Ryan finally stood. I couldn’t look away from him. That he had the power to completely unhinge me shocked me.

  “I’m going to take your skirt off now. Are you okay?”

  I swallowed and managed to nod.

  He found the zipper at the back of my skirt and in seconds I was naked before him. He looked at me, his eyes roaming my entire body. “You’re perfect.”

  With hands that still had trouble cooperating, I took the hem of his shirt and he wordlessly raised his arms, helping me take it off. I flattened my hands over his tattoos. Like him, they were complex, hinting at the darkness within him. Slowly, I trailed my fingers over his pecs to his rigid six pack before I touched his belt buckle and tugged at it. As soon as I opened it, I reached for the zipper of his jeans and worked it downward, having to press a little to get the zipper past the bulging erection.

  He stepped free of his jeans and I hesitated. This was it. The final line we’d cross and there would be no going back. The thought of losing my virginity didn’t make me hesitate. Becoming Ryan’s did. Because I knew once his body was part of mine, it would be impossible to separate either one without ripping out our souls.

  “If you want to stop now, we can,” he said.

  I blinked and the mental image dissipated. “No...I want this.” I took the side of his underwear and pulled.

  When I caught the first sight of his nakedness, it was hard not to feel a little afraid. Ryan definitely had bragging rights there. I wrapped my fingers around the thick flesh, carefully squeezing. Ryan groaned and pulled me closer, pressing his naked skin against mine. I walked backward to the bed and climbed on.

  He followed, then raised himself above me, his arm muscles tense with keeping his body aloft. His gorgeous eyes filled with want and concern. “Last chance, Tana. Once it’s done, you can’t take it back.”

  I pushed up high enough for my nipples to brush his chest. “You talk too much.”

  He bowed his head and kissed me and I knew he was holding back trying to be careful but I wanted him inside of me. I wanted to drive him as crazy as he had me and set the wildness in him free. “Ryan...just do it,” I urged, reaching down between our bodies in an attempt to grasp his penis.

  He stopped my hand. “We have to take it slow. I don’t want to hurt you.”

  “I already know you won’t be able to help hurting me. The first time is always rough. So just let yourself go.”

  “No. I’ll rip you apart, Tana.”

  He touched the edge of himself to my entrance just enough for the tip to go in but wouldn’t go further and my body tightened around him. His penis felt thick and hot inside of me. I clenched at the invasion.

  “Don’t do that. Relax your muscles or it’ll hurt worse.”r />
  I took a breath and relaxed and he eased in a little more. It was uncomfortable, but not painful. I braced and closed my eyes.

  “Open your eyes, Tana. I want you to look into my eyes the moment I’m all the way in because for that moment, you’re mine.”

  I opened my eyes and he pushed slowly inside all the way, his body filling mine with his hardness. It hurt and I couldn’t help but cry out but then it was done. I was officially not a virgin. I thought that was it, that it couldn’t get better than this one on one connection with him, but then Ryan started to move and my blood began its heated boil all over again. I thrilled in the weight of him pressing me down into the mattress, in the strength of his body unyielding over mine.

  I ran my hands down the smooth muscles of his back. I couldn’t get close enough to him. He eased in and out, stroking my begging flesh with his rigid erection. “Ryan...Ryan...please.”

  “What do you want, baby?”

  “You. Please.” He was still holding back, still not letting the beast in him free. I lifted my legs, wrapping them around the back of his thighs. He kissed me, swallowing my begging. With each thrust, my nipples slid up and down against his rock solid chest. The same peak toward an orgasm built again and when it finally dragged me over the top, Ryan drove his body into mine in a frenzy, then his orgasm spilled hot and fast into me. He groaned then caught my lips under his, taking and giving before he lifted his head and looked down at me.

  His beautiful eyes were wide with an emotion I couldn’t understand. I would have been content to stay with our bodies locked, but Ryan rolled off onto his back beside me. He gave a long exhale as if he’d been holding his breath.

  I choked off the words, “I love you” because I wasn’t sure if I was caught up in the moment or if it was really my heart speaking.

  Besides, I knew it would be the worst thing I could possibly say to him. So I settled for moving closer to his side and throwing my arm across his chest. After a second, his arm came down around my shoulders and he pulled me into him.