by Cindy Wilder
“What about her?” he asked. “What's making you this upset.”
“Today's the day,” she said. “She's been gone nine years, and I miss her so much.”
“Shit! Why didn't you tell me?” he asked.
“I was trying not to think about the date. When the teacher wrote it on the board, I lost it. It's the first time I haven't been with my dad. I've never been alone before. I know I need to get used to it, but it's harder than I thought it would be.”
“Look at me, baby,” he said, as he lifted my chin so he could see my face again. “You are not alone. I'm here with you. You should have told me.”
“It's not your job, Brad. You can't keep fixing everything for me. You're not always going to be there,” I said through a stream of tears.
“I never said it was my job. I'm here because I care about you. You're important to me. I can't stand seeing you like this. It's breaking my heart. I want you to talk to me. You're right, I won't be here forever. None of us will be. I'm here now. I need you to let me help you. Please, quit pushing me away.”
I didn't say a word. There was no way I could. I just looked into his beautiful, warm eyes. He brushed the tears from my face and smiled.
“We'll get you through this together. I'm not leaving you today,” he said.
Brad placed a soft kiss on the tip of my nose, and I felt my body relax against his. He held me against his chest and rubbed my back.
“You know how I text or call you to let you know I get home okay?” he asked quietly.
I nodded against his chest.
“I need you to be where you say you're going to be,” he said. “If you're not going to be there, I need you to tell me.”
I nodded again.
We sat like that for at least an hour. My stomach growled and I heard him laugh.
“What's going on in there?” he asked.
“I'm hungry,” I said. “I haven't eaten since yesterday morning.”
“I forgot all about that. Get up. We're getting something to eat.”
“No,” I started, but he cut me off.
“Don't give me any lip, woman. Just do as you're told for once, please. Get dressed. We can pick something up on the way to my place.”
“I'm not going to your apartment,” I said.
“Yes, you are,” he said in a stern tone I hadn't heard before. “I want you with me today. We aren't going to be sitting here when your social butterfly roommate comes in. Bring your books with you since you missed class today. Move that sweet ass of yours, which looks extra cute in those shorts by the way.”
I totally forgot I was wearing shorts and a tank top. Brad laughed, and I looked down to see my hard nipples poking at the front of my shirt. He had a silly smirk on his face, and I smacked him. I moved to stand and lost my balance. He reached out and grabbed me before I fell.
“Don't you ever go that long without eating again,” he snapped.
“What are you going to do about it?” I asked with a smile.
“I'll show you if you want,” he said. “Get your fine ass dressed now or I'll throw you over my shoulder and carry you out like that.”
I stood with my arms over my chest and smiled. He lunged forward, brought me over his shoulder, and stood up. I yelped out in surprise. He pulled his hand back and smacked my ass, and I yelped again.
“I'm not so sure you really want your ass hanging out like that as we walk down the street. I know I'd have to kick the ass of every fucker that checked you out along the way. Do you really want my bloody knuckles on your conscience?”
“Put me down right now, Brad,” I snapped.
He laughed as he put me down. I rubbed my ass, as I grabbed some clothes.
“I wouldn't mind seeing my red print on your cheek. Let me see,” he joked.
“No,” I snapped. “You'd probably like it too much.”
“You have no idea how hot it would get me,” he said.
I looked up at him and he looked away.
“Go get ready,” he said. “I want to get some food in your belly.”
I took my clothes to the bathroom and quickly made myself presentable. When I got back to my room, he shook his head and laughed.
“What?” I asked.
“Why are you so shy?” he asked.
My phone rang and I couldn't be happier. Mr. Sexy did not need to know about my lack of experience. I looked at my phone and saw my dad's number. It felt like my heart dropped to my feet.
“Hi, dad,” I said, as I answered the phone.
“Hey, T,” he said. “How's your day going?”
Brad motioned to the door and I shook my head no. I didn't want him to leave. He sat down on my bed and pulled me to sit down between his legs. He wrapped his arms around me and sat quietly.
“It's going okay. I slept in and skipped my classes. I know I shouldn't have, but I couldn't go,” I said.
“I completely understand. I don't like the thought of you being alone today.”
“That's funny,” I said. “I was thinking the same thing about you.”
“I'm fine, baby,” he said. “I have work to keep me busy, and I'm going out to dinner with a friend.”
I sat quiet waiting for him to tell me who, but he didn't.
“Dinner with a friend,” I said. “I'm not used to hearing that. I'm glad you have someone to spend the day with. That makes me so happy. I don't want you to be alone, dad. I truly want you to be happy. Is your friend nice? Would I like her?”
“I don't want to talk about it today,” he said.
“It's okay, dad,” I said. “Mom wouldn't want you to be alone forever. Neither would I. The only thing that matters to me is that she treats you good and loves you. Would I like her?”
“I think so,” he said. “I just don't want you to be alone today. Do you want me to drive over and spend the day with you?”
“I'm not alone either,” I said. “I have a friend who's forcing me to spend the day with him. He pounded my door down until I answered it this morning.”
“Him,” my dad snapped. “Do you have a boyfriend, Tara? How old is he? That boy better not touch my little girl. I'll kick the shit out of his scrawny ass.”
I could feel Brad's chest shake against my back. He heard everything my dad was saying. My phone was horrible about private conversations.
“Dad,” I said. “Did I get all crazy about your friend? He's my biology partner, and he's currently saving my ass in the class. He's really smart. He's going to be a doctor. You're safe. He's not even tried to touch your little girl in the way you're meaning it. No need for any ass kicking. I miss you. I miss her too. It's been a rough morning, but I'm sure my friend won't let me sulk all day. He's forcing me to eat since I haven't eaten since yesterday morning.”
“Yesterday morning,” my dad yelled. “You can't do shit like that, T. You better eat. Maybe I should talk to your friend.”
“You sound just like him,” I said. “No, you aren't talking to him. Are you going to see her today?”
“I do every year. I'll put flowers there for you too. I'll be sure to tell her you're doing great and not skipping your classes. I love you, baby girl. I'm so proud of you.”
I felt the tears welling up inside me, and my body began to shake. Brad wrapped his arms tighter around me, and I felt myself relax.
“I'm going to eat now, dad. Tell her I love her and miss her so much. Make sure you get the flowers I like.”
“I will, honey. Do you mind if I take my friend with me? I wouldn't do it without asking you first.”
“Of course it's okay. She better treat you right, or I'll have to kick her scrawny ass. I love you, dad.”
“I love you too, T.”
I hung up the phone and looked down at my hands. My dad had a girlfriend. He was moving on with his life while I was away. Part of me hurt at the thought, but part of me was so happy for him. He deserved to find happiness after giving up so much to raise me.
I drove with Brad to get Chinese
food, and then we headed toward his apartment.
“I hope you don't think this counts as a fancy dinner,” I said. “You'll still owe me one.”
It felt good to laugh and joke with him. We ate our food and studied for a couple of hours. His room was nicer than I expected it to be. We sat back on his bed to watch a movie. I was surprised by how tired I was after getting so much sleep. We paused the show so he could get us something to drink and I could use the bathroom. When I came back into the room, he pulled back the covers.
“Get in,” he said.
I looked at him but didn't move.
“You've been yawning. Get in. We can finish the movie like this.”
I thought for a moment, and there was nothing I wanted more than to be in Brad's arms. He made me feel comfortable and cared for. I got under the covers and he got in next to me. He put his head back on his pillow and his arm behind me. When he nudged me to move closer, I fought the nervous feeling in my belly and moved over. He wrapped his arm around me. I put my head just below his shoulder and my arm over his chest. The feeling that ran through my body was warmth and comfort. It felt so good to be close to him. He ran his hand through my hair and rubbed my back. I couldn't remember the last time I felt that relaxed.
“Thank you for being there for me today,” I whispered. “You will never know how much that meant to me. I'm so lucky to have you. I hope you know how much I appreciate you, and I'm not just talking about your pretty face or your smell.”
I moved so I was on my stomach with my chin on his chest so I could see him.
“When I first saw you, I had a million thoughts. Most of them you don't need to know. I guess what I'm trying to say is that I would never have thought you were such a caring, sweet guy. I totally thought you were completely different than you are. Thank you for doing all the dirty work and studying with me when you don't need to. Thank you for giving a shit about why I didn't show up today. Thank you for spending the hardest day of the year with me. If it weren't for you, I'd be under a blanket alone and starving right now. I don't know what I'm going to do without you this summer. You make me feel so.”
I stopped and closed my eyes. He was so amazing. Would it be so bad to be honest and tell him I really liked him? He lifted my chin and leaned forward. I felt his lips on mine and my heart sped up. They were so soft and warm. His kiss was so tender and caring. My hand went to the back of his head and my fingers ran through his silky, dark hair. I opened my lips when I felt his tongue trace them. My tongue went out to meet his, and they danced in a rhythm of their own. Warmth spread through my entire body.
His hand was on the back of my head deepening our kiss. So many emotions ran through my body all at once. I was nervous about letting things go too far with him, but I also felt so much need to just let go and feel. He made me feel so special. Would it be so bad to take things deeper with him? I was worried about not being good enough for him. He surely had experience to compare me with. I didn't want to disappoint him. The deeper he took our kiss, the more emotional I became. He took my lower lip between his and sucked it. When his teeth grazed my lip, it felt like electricity shot through my body and between my legs. I clenched my thighs together, hoping to tame the need I felt for him. His hand touched my cheek, and I leaned into his touch. When he pulled back from the kiss, we were both panting. Brad looked into my eyes, as he held my cheek.
“Thank you for allowing me to spend the most important day of your year with you,” he said.
That was it. When he said that, I knew he was the one I wanted to be with the first time. Right then, right there. He acknowledged how special the day was for me, and he wasn't going to push for anything. My feelings and needs were being put before his own. He meant so much to me, and I wanted him to know it.
I grabbed the back of his head and claimed his lips with mine. He was definitely surprised. When he pulled back, I was shocked.
“Lay with me,” he said. “I want to hold you. I know how hard today is for you. Will you stay here with me? I'm not asking you for anything. I just want to hold you in my arms while we sleep. I want to wake up next to you in the morning.”
I shook my head. My body was on high alert. I wanted to be with him. Did he not want to be with me, I wondered?
“I'm sorry,” I said. “I thought you.”
He looked into my eyes and spoke before I could finish.
“I want to be with you more than you will ever know, Tara. You are beautiful and sexy, and I care deeply for you,” he said. “Please don't think that I don't. I know it's an important day for you. I'm not asking you to stay so you'll be with me. I want you to stay because I care about you and want you here. I don't want you to think it's so you'll sleep with me. Don't get me wrong, I want you very badly. I have for a long time. I just don't want you to do something with me that you'll regret later because you were in a vulnerable state.”
“I want to be with you, Brad,” I said. “I want that more than I have ever wanted anything. It has nothing to do with what today is. It has everything to do with how much I like you.”
He didn't stop me when I brought my lips to his again. His lips were so soft and warm. I could have kissed him all night long. He was so sweet. It was emotional the way out tongues danced together. The longer we kissed, the more I wanted him. My body was tingling everywhere, and I clenched my thighs again to stop the feelings that were building between my legs. He wasn't making the next move. I knew he was waiting to see what I would do. When I reached down, grabbed the hem of my shirt, and pulled it over my head, I could see surprise in his eyes. He leaned in and kissed me again before trailing tiny, soft kisses down my neck. I reached around and removed my bra, and his hand went to my bare breast.
“You're so beautiful,” he said.
I was incredibly nervous. When he took my nipple between his fingers and rolled it, I couldn't help the moan that escaped my lips. He leaned up on his elbow and licked circles around my nipple. When he took it into his mouth and sucked, I grabbed the back of his head and buried my hand in his hair. He slid it between his teeth and released it with a pop before moving to the other side for a repeat of what he had just done. My nipples hardened at his touch, and it felt so damn good.
I reached down and grabbed the hem of his shirt. He lifted his body so I could pull it over his head. When he fell back onto the bed, I got a good look at him and gasped. He smiled up at me.
“I knew you looked good, but I had no idea this was beneath those t-shirts,” I said, as I ran my hands down his chest to his stomach.
His muscles were ripped. He was so damn sexy. I leaned forward and kissed his chest. He put his hands behind his head and let me take the lead. I wasn't sure if I would ever have another moment with him and wanted everything he was offering. He was the first man I planned on putting my mouth on. With shaky hands, I undid the button on his jeans and then pulled down the zipper. I'd never seen a guy naked in real life let alone been up close to one. Slowly, I pulled his jeans and boxers down until his erection sprang free. I felt the gasp come out from deep in my chest. He was hard and perfect. I quickly took his pants off the rest of the way and threw them to the floor.
I sat back and looked over his naked body. It had been an emotional day, and seeing him naked added to it. He wasn't rushing me or being controlling, and I was thankful for that. I knew he didn't know I was a virgin. He was doing it because he wanted to make sure it was what I wanted. A rush of emotion came over me when I thought about only having one more month with him. With his rock hard cock in front of me, I had to taste him. I put my hand around his shaft and began to stroke him from the base to the tip. My hand moved slowly, as I leaned down and licked a circle around his tip. His cock twitched beneath my tongue. I lightened my grip on his shaft and licked him from the base all the way up to the tip. He let out a moan, and I knew I was doing something right. It encouraged me to keep going. I took him back in my hand, put my lips around his tip, and slowly took him into my mouth until I felt him to
uch my throat. He put his hand on the back of my head, as I took him out and then back into my mouth again. I felt his legs stiffen, as he moved to guide me up and then down. His hips rocked in rhythm with my mouth as he fucked it. I couldn't believe how turned on it was making me to pleasure him. His body stiffened once more, and he pulled his cock from my mouth.
“There's no way I'm coming in that beautiful mouth tonight,” he said.
He pulled me up to kiss him and rolled me onto my back. When he crawled back on the bed, I felt butterflies in my stomach. I knew what we were about to do, and I was nervous but excited. He undid my jeans and pulled them down my legs. The only thing remaining was my white, lace panties. I felt open and exposed to him. When he looked down at my body, he made me feel sexy and wanted. His eyes were darker than usual. He ran his hands up my thighs. I felt his finger slide beneath my panties and took a huge breath.
“You're so wet, Tara,” he said. “You have no idea how badly I want to taste you.”
I smiled up at him, reached down, and moved my panties downward. He grabbed them in his hands and took them down and off my legs. When he took my legs in his hands and opened them, I closed my eyes. His fingers ran a trail up my thighs and stopped. He ran his fingers through my folds and circled my clit. My hips moved forward as I pushed against his hand. He leaned down and licked across me, and my back instantly arched. I moaned into the air around us.
“You taste so damn good, baby,” he said.
He continued licking and sucking me, while his finger continued rubbing my clit. I moved beneath his mouth, and my hands grabbed onto the sheets. I felt my body climbing toward my release. It felt like nothing I had ever experienced in my life and was a million times better than my dreams. I wasn't sure I was going to last much longer. The feeling of his tongue on me was so intense. One hand went to the back of his head, as I pushed myself against his mouth. When his tongue entered me, I thought I was going to explode into a million tiny pieces. My hips came off the bed, as I ground against his face. With my head back and my eyes closed, I felt like electricity was shooting through my body. My grip on the sheet tightened, and I was losing feeling in my hand. He heightened the pressure of his fingers on my clit. When he thrust his tongue in deep, he reached a spot that send me spiraling into my release. I felt my pussy tighten and release around his tongue as I cried out his name mixed with something I couldn't even understand.