“Oh, I want to. I want to very, very badly. It’s hard at this moment to think of anything else.” And that wasn’t all that was hard.
“I, umm, want to … too.” The sudden shyness in her voice and the way her fingers worried the bottom of my shirt and kept darting her eyes away was killing me. She was so damn innocent and tempting, but it was exactly why I couldn’t throw her down on that bed and climb inside her.
“Shae, look at me.” She did. “Don’t doubt for a single second that you aren’t everything I want. You are. And I’ve never wanted anything as badly as I want you, and I don’t just mean in my bed, even though I can’t help but want that too. All the damn time, but I’m trying hard here not to be the asshole I’ve always been.”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean that you’re more than a cliché, prom night hook-up, even though that’s not at all what this would be between us. I just want to take my time with you. I’ve never done that before.”
She blinked a few times, the tears disappearing and the look of rejection transformed into something softer. “Okay. Then I’m ready for my surprise now.” Her soft murmur eased the knot that had been forming in my gut.
“Let me just slip into something more comfortable first. And no peeking.” I winked and hurriedly stripped out of my tux. Shae didn’t even bother to try and hide her greedy eyes as I stripped down to my boxer briefs. I bit back a groan. She was killing me. I threw on a pair of matching bottoms and pulled on a long sleeve tee, sliding my feet into a pair of sandals. Shae did the same with the flip flops she’d traded her heels for.
“Come on, naughty girl.” I grabbed her hand and started us down the hall toward the back door. Trin was at Ange’s, and I didn’t know if Tucker was shut up in his room or not. We slipped quietly outside. The moon was barely a sliver in the sky on this cloudless night, and even though the stars shined brightly out here, when the door closed behind us, we were enveloped by the dark. She held on tightly to my hand as I led her to the spot. I let go of her hand once I could make out the outline of the structure in front of us, and I carefully went to retrieve the lantern from where I’d left it, trying not to trip or stumble over the ground in the dark. When I found the battery operated lantern, I flicked the button on and then turned to face Shae, just a few feet away.
“What do you think?” Beneath our oak tree stood a large canopy gazebo I’d borrowed from Derek’s parents, and inside was their fold-out cot with a thin, queen sized memory foam mattress. I’d covered it in blankets and pillows, and even had a tiny cooler in there with sparkling cider. I thought that would be better than tequila this time.
She bit her lip, but it didn’t stop the grin that spread. “Can we sleep out here?”
“That was the plan.”
“Then I think it’s awesome.”
“Here,” I handed her the lantern. “Get comfy.”
She slipped under the cover and sat on the edge of the mattress while I went around to the four posts untying the sides that were drawn back like curtains. I let the mesh inner layer down first and then the heavier canvas sides. The last thing I did was pull the canvas cover from the top, exposing the mesh roof underneath. There was no rain called for in tonight’s forecast so our ceiling would be a starry one. Once under the cover I started zipping all the sides together, both layers to hopefully keep the insects out and seal us off in our private, outdoor suite.
“Sparkling cider?” I grabbed the glasses and reached for the bottle inside the cooler.
“I’d love some,” she said with a grin.
I poured and then we drank, and she giggled. I loved that sound. I loved even more the smile that wouldn’t leave her face.
When our glasses were drained, I took them and set them aside, climbing back farther onto the bed, pulling Shae with me as we both kicked off our sandals. There were layers of sleeping bags and blankets and pillows. I didn’t want her to get cold. We pushed some of them back and crawled under the covers. Something deep settled in me as she snuggled herself into my side.
“Are you cold?”
“If I say yes will you share some of your body heat?”
Where had this playful vixen come from, tempting me to hell?
I bent my head down and nipped at the top of her ear. “Careful Shae, I only have so much control,” I growled.
“Good to know,” she hummed airily, sliding her hand gently over my chest.
Oh fuck, not this again.
When she touched me, it was hard to think straight.
I let my head fall back and my gaze wander upward to the stars. I could still feel her eyes on my face and her hand rubbing soft circles over my shirt.
“Look at the stars,” I pinched her side. She let out a little squeal and squirmed against me, before settling on her back.
“It’s so big,” she reflected after a minute. “Like our lives are these tiny, finite things in comparison to the great big universe.”
“I think it’s good to be reminded of that sometimes. Keeps things in perspective. The life we’re given is a gift, and we only have so much time to make the most of it.”
“Mmm,” she murmured her agreement and then quiet settled between us once again, only to be broken when she turned her head and looked up at me. “Do you think there are aliens?”
I chuckled. “I don’t know.”
“I think there are.” Her gaze lifted back to the sky. “I think it would be pretty presumptuous of us to believe that in this great big universe, bigger than we can even fathom, we’re the only life God created. I bet there are other planets out there with people living on them, having nights like this, looking up at their stars and wondering if we exist. Oh my gosh,” she turned her head to me. “We could be the aliens!”
I rolled my eyes on another laugh. “You’re such a goof, but if we’re aliens, then you’re the hottest alien, I’ve ever seen.”
She smacked my chest. “I’m serious right now.”
“Of course you are.”
“I mean, just imagine, all this time we’ve been watching movies and reading stories about aliens and letting our imaginations run away with battle scenarios and end of the world invasions, and what if they, whoever and whatever they are, whether it’s little green men, or creatures that look like us, are tucked away in their homes, worrying about the day we appear in the sky?”
“Total fucking goof,” I muttered under my breath, teasingly.
“But you love me?” she grinned.
“Couldn’t stop if I tried.” That was the truth.
“Good. I don’t want you to stop.” She pushed herself up and planted her lips on mine. My arms, of their own volition, wound around her back and pulled her body flush on top of mine while her mouth and lips teased and tormented me. She raked her fingers through my hair, grabbing fistfuls. The tug on my scalp as she thrust her tongue in my mouth and stroked it over mine, dragged a deep groan from my chest. I wound my arms tighter around her, feeling every soft curve of her body mold itself to me.
She’d never taken control like this, kissing me with so much fervor and need, like she couldn’t get enough and had to have more. I let myself enjoy this aggressive side of her for a minute before I slid my hands slowly down her back to cup her perfectly rounded bottom. I dug my fingers into her flesh, squeezing and dragging her down against my hardness as I rocked my hips up, letting her feel what she was doing to me. Her lips broke from mine just a hairsbreadth as she sucked in a shuddering breath. I took advantage of her distraction and pulled her bottom lip between my teeth. I bit down just enough to get a sexy little gasp out of her.
I kept one hand on her perfect ass and slid the other up the back of her shirt. I hooked her shoulder and dragged her body against mine and then took her mouth, capturing her ragged, needy breaths. Her mouth still tasted of sweet cider and with every grind of her core against my raging erection trying to escape my pajama pants, more of my control slipped through my fingers. The kiss became wilder and more desperate
as the ache built in both of us.
This wasn’t supposed to happen, but damn if I could stop it now. She tore her mouth from mine on a ragged breath and pushed herself up so that she was sitting astride me, knees pressed to either side of my hips, nestling me right where I wanted to be. She laid her hands across my chest, which was rising and falling as rapidly as her own breathing.
“What time is it?” she asked breathlessly.
My brow furrowed. “You want to know what time it is?”
She nodded enthusiastically.
“Shit,” I grumbled and tried to reach for my phone on the cooler beside the bed without toppling her over. “You could have just grabbed it.”
“What time is it?”
I lit up the screen. “Twelve-oh-seven.”
Her eyes lit and her grin spread. “Technically it’s not prom night anymore.”
Fuuuuuuuck.
“No it’s not,” I said calmly. I was sure she could feel my growing excitement even as I battled it.
“And I know you want to take your time, and do everything right and make it special, but you’ve already done that. I can’t imagine any other moment being more perfect or special than this one, right now.” Her sneaky little hands slid beneath my shirt and trailed fire up my chest, dragging my shirt with them.
“You sure, because I promise I’ll be okay if you’re not. If you have even a little bit of hesitation, then I don’t want to. I’d hate it if you ever regretted something between us.”
“I’m sure I could never regret being with you. You already have my whole heart, and I want you to have all of me.”
The last bit of resistance I had crumbled and I sat up. I took her chin between my thumb and forefinger, tipping her lips up to mine. “And I’m yours. You fucking own me Shae, inside and out, and if you want this, then I’ll do my best to give you what you deserve.” I feathered my mouth over hers and then along her jaw and back. “But I really wasn’t expecting this,” I kissed just below her ear and she tipped her head, baring her neck. “So I need to go inside and get something.” I flicked my tongue against her flesh and then scraped my teeth down to her shoulder. “You can come with me, or wait for me here.” I nipped at the point where her neck met her shoulder and then pulled back to see what her response would be.
“I’ll come with you,” desire made her voice hoarse and it was a sweet fucking sound.
I snagged the lantern and we stepped into our flip flops. The tug of the zipper resounded in the air when I opened up a side and we darted through the night to the back door. I left her at the bathroom where she said she wanted to clean her make-up off and brush her teeth. I went to my room to retrieve what I needed. I grabbed more than one, stuffing them in my pocket, just in case and then waited for my turn to do my business.
Now that the mood had cooled off just a little, nervousness I hadn’t noticed in her before appeared. I tried to give her another out, but she wouldn’t take it, and then we were back outside, zipped up tight under the stars. For the first time in my post-pubescent life, I didn’t know where to start. I wanted to start everywhere and was terrified to touch her all at the same time, like this fantasy might disappear and I’d wake up to find that I’d created it all in my head.
She stood before me, looking sexy as hell in my pajamas, biting her lip and toying with the edge of the shirt. I lowered myself onto the edge of the bed and then held out a hand to her. “Come here.”
She came, taking my hand and letting me pull her into the space between my legs. I settled one hand on her hip and reached the other up, curling it behind her neck. I brought her mouth down to mine.
This was familiar. This we knew and I felt the tension leave her body, replaced by a confident need. The same need I felt building again. I brought her down to the bed on top of me, and savored every second of tasting her and feeling her, in no rush to take things further, but they naturally progressed there. It wasn’t long before I was gripping her hips and dragging them down while I rocked mine up. My shirt was the first to come off and then her mouth was all over my neck and shoulder, and my chest. When she bit down on my nipple I bucked beneath her and then she dragged her mouth up to giggle in my ear before sucking my earlobe into her mouth.
“I need to see you,” I growled and peeled her shirt up. She sat up and raised her arms so that I could tug it over her head and discard it on the ground with mine. Her pale skin glowed softly under the low light of the lantern. The mounds of her perky breasts were peaked with dusty pink nipples that I wanted to take into my mouth. Her breasts were small, but perfect in my hand when I cupped one, massaging it first and then tweaking her nipple. She sucked in a breathy gasp, her hands fell to my shoulders to hold herself up.
“You are so damn beautiful.” I grabbed her wrists and planted her hands on the bed, bringing her low enough that all I had to do was lift my head to flick my tongue over her other nipple, eliciting another sharp breath. I sucked her breast into my mouth and stroked the flat of my tongue against her nipple while I continued to work the other one with my hand.
Her breaths came in short pants and she rolled her hips over mine. I tore my mouth free and kissed my way up her neck. Then my hands slid around to roam her back, down to the swell of her ass and all over, while she rode me through the layers of fabric between us. Her little moans and whimpers of pleasure drove me insane. When I couldn’t take it anymore, I flipped us over, pinning her beneath me. I bit down on her shoulder and rocked into her hot center. Her hands locked behind my neck and she tipped her head back, her lips parted just so. I reached into my pocket and took the little packets out, setting them on the bed. I rose up onto my knees and then hooked my finger into the waist of the pajama bottoms and her lacy thong.
Her eyes flashed open and connected with mine. No fear. No hesitation. Just a reflection of my own need. I slowly dragged her bottoms down and she pulled her legs free. I tossed them on the ground and drank her up with my eyes. I grabbed her ankles, spreading them and then ran my hands up her legs, over her thighs, my thumbs grazing so close to her sweet spot.
She squirmed beneath my gaze and reached up for me. I intertwined my fingers in hers and leaned over her on all fours, pressing her hands to the mattress. I lowered myself onto my forearms and dropped my lips to hers and held them there, not kissing, just sharing breaths while I used my hand that wasn’t holding hers, to explore her body. Her head tipped back and her lips parted further as I trailed my fingers over her skin and down. She sucked the air right out of my mouth when my fingers found her hot and wet. I swept my tongue inside her mouth as I ran my finger through her center.
She was so lost to the feeling that she couldn’t even kiss me back as I pushed a finger inside her. I buried my face in the crook of her neck and listened to her ragged breaths as I played her body like an instrument, stroking and strumming her towards climax. She started bending and unbending her knees and kicking her feet out and I knew she was almost there. I withdrew my hand and then shoved my pants and boxer briefs down, kicking them off. I reached for one of the packets and tore it open. Her wild eyes watched raptly as I rolled the condom on.
I slid my hands under her ass and tilted her hips as I positioned myself. “I love you Shae. I’m going to take care of you. I promise I’ll make it good for you.” Then I dropped one hand on the bed just over her shoulder and kissed her deeply, swallowing her gasps as I slowly pushed inside. Her body quivered beneath mine and I stilled, only part way in. She was so tight. I stayed like that, until I felt her body relax a little and then I drove the rest of the way in. Her back arched and tears welled in her eyes. I went down on my forearms and brushed my knuckles over her cheek, murmuring reassuring words.
“I love you, Shae, so fucking much, and I’m sorry it hurts right now.”
“It’s okay,” she breathed. “It’s not so bad. It just stings a little. I wasn’t sure what to expect, but I’m okay.”
“Do you want me to move?”
She jerked her head in a
nod and I started moving, easing into a slow and steady rhythm. Her hands came around my back and she lifted her knees to cradle my hips between her thighs and when I felt her nails dig into my back and saw the first signs of real pleasure return to her features, I started moving faster. Her head tipped back and her eyes closed. I dropped my forehead to hers, drawing in a deep breath as I thrust inside her, sure that I’d never felt anything like this before.
Every little moan and sigh that passed over her lips encouraged me and I drove harder and faster, laying open mouthed kisses all over her body. She had one hand buried in my hair and the other raking down my spine to my ass. She grabbed me and pulled my hips to her and I slammed deep inside her. Her back and neck arched and she bit down on her bottom lip. I took it between my teeth and sucked it into my mouth and then reached between us to find her little pleasure trigger and then watched as wave after wave rolled through her and then finally broke when she came. I followed behind her, burying my face in her neck as my release shuddered through me.
I worked to catch my breath and then collapsed, rolling to my back, not wanting to crush her. We were both breathing hard and I wasn’t entirely sure that I hadn’t died.
Sex is just sex until it isn’t. And holy fuck, that wasn’t like anything I’d ever experienced. It made me realize what I was doing all those other times was a sham. I knew this is what it was supposed to be.
I didn’t think I could move but somehow I found the strength to sit up and look at Shae, spread out, body lax, looking completely sated beside me. My male pride swelled, and then I tugged off the condom and tossed it. I’d clean up in the morning when I took all this down. At the thought of taking it down, I felt something else, something less pleasant. I was in no way ready for this night to be over and morning to come.
“How do you feel?” I laid my hand on her stomach.
Her eyes peeled open and found mine. “There aren’t words for it, or if there are, my brain can’t recall them right now.”
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