1st Time Love (Dirty Down South)

by Sapphire Knight

  She’s stunning. Before I thought she had this innocent, nerdy look, but now I know it’s so much more when it comes to Kadence. Her hair’s the softest I’ve ever felt before, and it’s shiny every single time I see her. She needs glasses to read but has them off the majority of the time we’re together, and I can always see her gold-speckled irises. Never in my life did I think eyes would matter to me, but no one in the past even came close to comparing to hers.

  “What’s up, Kay?” I like calling her by the nickname that I’ve given her, but I have a feeling this conversation is going to be serious for her and I want to show her the respect she deserves, by dropping the pet name right now.

  “I…Uhh, well, I wanted to talk to you about this whole girlfriend thing.”

  “Look, I apologize okay? I know it bothers you, I just—”

  “No,” she interrupts me. “That’s just it. You calling me your girlfriend doesn’t bug me at all. I was going to wait until later to talk to you about it after you’d had a chance to relax, but then with your brothers asking about me and everything, well I didn’t want to wait any longer. I don’t want to pretend.”

  “So what exactly are you saying? You actually want to be my girlfriend, or you don’t want to act like it in front of them?”

  Closing her eyes, she remains quiet for a few seconds, weighing over her words. “No, the first one. I want to be your girlfriend.”

  “You do? Really?”

  Her eyes part as she turns her head to look at me and nods. “Yes, Ty, I want to be your real girlfriend, as in make it official, to us and everyone.”

  A huge smile overtakes my face, and I hop over her, straddling my muscular legs on each side of her feminine body, making her giggle in surprise. I love the sound of her happiness. “This is the best thing to happen all day!”

  Laughing she quirks her brow. “What about winning your game and scoring a touchdown in front of a ton of people?”

  “Nope, this is way better. I can score touchdowns weekly if I want to; I can only make you mine once in my lifetime.”

  “Oh really, why only once?” Her smile falters, falling from her lips as she becomes serious again.

  “Because that’s all it’ll take until you’re mine—always.”

  Her cheeks grow pink, and I swear it makes her even more adorable. Pressing a chaste kiss to her mouth, I pull back, still excited at ‘our talk.’ “So, you’re my girlfriend in public now? You won’t argue with me in front of people at school anymore?” She’s been protesting for the past few weeks, so I need to make sure she understands what all this entails. I plan to shout it from the parking lot if she lets me.

  Her skin grows redder. “I’m really your girlfriend, Ty, and I promise not to argue with you about it. I’m sorry if it embarrassed you before.”

  “Oh, baby, it didn’t. You just made me want you even more.” So badly in fact that I thought my cock was going to fall off from having such a shit case of blue balls.

  She laughs again, and I cut her off by placing my lips on hers gently. Without hesitation, her mouth opens, welcoming me inside. I’m definitely falling for her, but it’s too soon to admit it out loud to her. I don’t want to scare her off or make my brothers flip out, thinking I’m trying to build her a house and knock her up already. Although that’s a very nice thought for our future maybe.

  Her hands find their way beneath my shirt and the soft touch of her fingertips has my groin ready to pound into her like a body possessed. After watching her eat every day, I’ve had so many fantasies of just her mouth, let alone the rest of her body.

  The craving to have more of Kadence is too strong to stop now. I wedge one leg between hers getting her to open them for me. Once she’s spread them out far enough, I slip my other leg in between and slowly lower my body, putting pressure on her slim frame until my cock’s resting against the juncture between her thighs.

  A hushed moan escaping from her lips on contact is a direct hit to my groin. My hips rotate, pushing my hardness against her, wanting more. The room begins to feel too hot for clothes. Breaking our passionate kiss, I yank my t-shirt over my head quickly, sending it sailing through the air. I need to have her all.

  Her teeth lightly bite her bottom lip, and it has to be the sexiest thing on her as she watches me. Not slowing down, I shove her tank top up. She lifts her body up a little until I can shimmy it completely off of her. The creamy skin from her stomach’s on full display, as are the tops of her breasts that I’ve fantasized about night after night. I’ve dreamed of this moment with her.

  She’s encased in a lilac colored lace bra with very little padding. The sexy material is see-through just enough that I can appreciate the stiff peaks of her nipples, begging for some attention of their own. I’ve never seen a woman look so perfectly underneath me before, and she’s not even naked yet.

  Bending back over, I thrust my hardness against her softness, nipping and sucking on her nipples through the bra. She has me so wound up that my body automatically grinds against hers, seeking pleasure. It’s the most amazing combination and has her body squirming underneath me, full of her own need.

  “Tyler, oh God!” Kadence gasps, as I suck her breast into my mouth again, stronger this time, not getting enough to satisfy the pent up desires she’s inflicted in me for so long.

  She has me so unbelievably turned on that my hips rock against her over and over until she’s panting and moaning, begging me not to stop doing it. Within minutes and two powerful thrusts later, she’s crying out.

  Her sultry voice calling my name is enough to cause me to explode inside my pants. The hot wetness coats my stomach and underwear as I rock gently against her, letting her ride out her own wave of bliss, catching her breathy pants with my own mouth. She’s intoxicating, making me forget anything and everything all at once when I’m like this with her.

  I don’t know whether I should be embarrassed for going off so easily in front of her the first time we get a little hot and heavy or impressed. I can’t remember the last time that happened to me, past the age of fifteen.

  Slowing our kisses, I brace myself on top of her, panting, making my body stop before my dick gets a friction burn from my clothes.

  My forehead rests against hers as I mumble. “I wasn’t expecting that to happen—at all. You’re amazing; you know that?”

  “Thank you.” Her hand runs down my spine. “Me either. I guess our talk was good then if that was the outcome?” She smiles against my cheek, sparking a grin from me.

  “I’ll say. Jesus, I can only imagine how fast I’ll go with the real thing. I promise I’m not usually so…”

  “Quick?” She supplies cheekily, and I tickle her sides in response until she shoves me off.

  “I have to clean up. Give me a few?”

  “Or we could take a shower,” she suggests wagging her eyebrows, and I about fall over.

  “Together? No way, we’d never make it to the party.”

  “Why not?”

  “Because, Pretty, I’d end up fucking you all day, well into the night.”

  “That really doesn’t sound bad to me.”

  “I’m waiting to do that when we aren’t expecting people over here, but rest assured, it’ll happen and soon.”

  She sends me a bright smile, and I head to the bathroom, wishing the entire time that I hadn’t invited anyone over.

  It’s not about being the best.

  It’s about being better than you were yesterday.

  - Unknown

  Meeting Tyler’s brothers wasn’t so bad after all. I was a little star-struck, though, I guess you’d call it. They not only act alike with their broodiness, but they’re each incredibly good-looking in their own way too. I feel like they belong on their own reality TV show for beautiful people or something, or maybe a magazine spread on men ‘a cut above the standard.’ And their voices; Lord have mercy. Those guys have southern accents thick enough to give you goose bumps and make you wet. I wouldn’t be surprised if old
ladies made the sign of the cross when listening to them speak.

  I also liked it that they were blunt when asking who I was and admitting that they hadn’t heard of me. Honesty can be a hard trait to find in some people, especially when you first meet someone. Growing up with my dad it seemed like there were always fake people around since he was an NFL star. Ty’s brothers are like a breath of fresh air. You know exactly what you’re getting with them, and I couldn’t be happier with that fact.

  I’m freaking out inside a little bit, though. I hope his brothers didn’t hear us in his room. That’s definitely not the sort of first impressions I want to make on his family. I know about his parents dying, the school and everyone else around has published articles on it, so his brothers’ opinions probably mean a great deal to him. Ty’s friends at school seem to like me, and I can only hope that his brothers will end up feeling the same way as well.

  “Are you ready to do this?” Ty asks as we finish lining the rock path with plastic, solar-powered lanterns to lead all the party people in the right direction to the bonfire. He’s already brought out a bunch of wire hangers with a cooler full of hot dogs and marshmallows for everyone, along with some folding chairs for us two.

  “I’m not much of a partier if you haven’t noticed, so I suppose I’m as ready as I can be. I’m glad we’re not far from the house, so if I get tired, I can just go to bed and not worry about getting kidnapped walking back to the dorms.”

  Jesus, I sound so boring to my own ears. But I’ve never claimed to be a partier, and I’m not going to pretend to be someone that I’m not. I’ve already changed up my wardrobe here and there for Ty. Granted, he doesn’t know that I’ve done that for him, and I don’t want him to, but I did. He’s so gorgeous, and I was starting to feel frumpy around him sometimes, so now I alternate. One day I dress in Brianne’s cuter outfits and then the next I wear a pair of jeans and one of my super soft t-shirts. The funny thing is that Tyler compliments me whenever I’m wearing either type of outfit. It makes me feel like he does like me no matter what I wear, but with all the piranhas circling him, I need to wear something sexy occasionally.

  “No one will bother you out here. You have me, JJ, Chandler, and my brothers. None of us will let anything happen to you, I promise. Is Brianne still coming with Kash?”

  “Thank you; I’ve just never been a big people person when it comes to crowds. I forget what to talk about and just clam up. People think I'm rude, but I just don’t know what to say. Umm, I don’t know about Brianne, she wasn’t sure what they were going to do today, but I hope so.”

  “Well, tonight will only be the football team and their girlfriends, maybe a few of their good friends or siblings, kind of like the party at the house. You had a decent time at that one, right?”

  “I about came when you did the body shot,” I reply bluntly, causing his mouth to pop open in surprise. It’s true, though; he had my body humming, pent up with lust over him.

  “Trust me, babe so did I.” He chuckles and opens a folding chair for me once we get next to the big fire pit. “How about you take a seat and I’ll get a hot dog ready for you to roast. You’re probably getting hungry by now?”

  “That sounds perfect, thank you.”

  I know not to argue. This man is always trying to feed me. I’m just going to accept that it’s the way he is. I’m assuming food must be on his mind a lot with all the exercise he gets, so he probably thinks I get hungry as much as he does. The man could eat an entire cow and then want dessert. No way I’ll ever be able to keep up.

  Tyler and his brother Nate get the fire going with a decent sized flame to keep everyone warm as the night air cools down. He greets people here and there as they all start to show up and then makes sure that I’m all situated with food and drinks.

  After a little while, he takes his seat beside me, relaxing, drinking a few beers and watching the fire as everyone visits and has a good time. No matter who approaches us, he never leaves me out. Introducing me to everyone that I don’t know and including me in his conversations. He’s done that before when we’ve hung out, but now he proudly tells everyone that I’m his girlfriend and it’s adorable like he’s genuinely pleased to have me alongside him.

  Surprisingly, the night passes by quickly, and I end up having fun. Niner pulled up a seat next to me early on and had me laughing a good portion of the evening with his and Ty’s easy banter. I wasn’t expecting to enjoy myself around a bunch of people that I don’t really know, but I did.

  I get a decent look at why the football team’s so close and works together well as a unit. They practice together, eat together, celebrate together, and win together. It’s like a giant family away from your immediate family. No wonder why Ty engrossed himself into the sport so much. It was helping him cope with the loss of his parents by adding in another sense of family.

  I’m so glad I decided to take a chance and come out here with Tyler. It’s turned out to be an awesome day.

  The night’s going pretty smoothly, minus Clyde flipping out anytime someone walks two steps away to take a piss. He doesn’t want anyone wandering off and stumbling upon his business. I get it, but shit it’s annoying after a while. He needs to learn how to relax just a bit.

  Tipping my beer back to finish it off, Chandler and JJ appear, their faces grim.

  “What’s up you two?” I get straight to the point, thinking one of my brothers is being a jerk to someone or they caught a partier snooping around.

  JJ grumbles something, and Chandler speaks up. “We busted Briggs trying to slip something in a chick’s drink over by the keg a few minutes ago.”

  “Are you fucking with me right now?”

  “Nope.” He shakes his head.

  JJ glances at Kadence for a brief second, and I can tell he’s not sure what he should say in front of her. “Talk to me, bro,” I demand, low enough so she can’t overhear everything. I don’t want her getting upset over anything. She’s been happy all day, and I want her to stay that way.

  “I pulled him away. Chan got Nate, and we kicked the shit out of Briggs. Nate sent him packin’ but not before I got his phone first. Fucker’s sick.”

  “Where is it?”

  “I threw that shit in the fire.”

  “I can’t believe I didn’t see anything. My bad, you guys, damn it.”

  “It’s no biggie; we took care of it while you kept everyone else distracted. Besides, Nate had fun helping us and Clyde’ll be happy nothing went down that anyone could’ve seen. You should’ve heard Nate with the threats he was making while he stuffed Briggs into his car. That part was funny as shit. Your brother’s not so bad.” He shrugs.

  “Yeah, you’ve also been around when Nate’s stolen our beer and then our clothes when we were at the pool. Don’t get too comfortable around him. And we can’t let Clyde find out about this either. He’d never let anyone on the property again.”

  I don’t miss those days, trying to hide our plans. Anytime we’d gotten some type of alcohol, just being dumbass teens, my brother would show up. It’s like Nate had a nose for it and he’d either take it from us or make us share. If we didn’t, then he threatened us he’d get Clyde, and that was the last thing we wanted. Clyde would’ve made us stop hanging out together, and there was no way we were letting that happen.

  “How the fuck does he get away with this shit and not ever get in trouble for it?” JJ grumbles, and I shrug.

  “Hell, I don’t know, but something needs to be done. He shouldn’t be allowed at the college around all those women. If he didn’t play football, I’m betting he would’ve gotten busted a long time ago. I’m sure someone out there besides the women he’s messed with knows what he’s all about.”

  “We need to figure out a way to get him busted by the dean,” Chandler supplies and we both nod.

  “Do you have any suggestions?” I ask, and they both shake their heads, annoyed. “Me either. At least you guys got him out of here. This week we need to try to come up with a
plan. Even if it’s not him getting in trouble for the stuff he does to chicks, it needs to be something that’ll get him kicked off the campus.”

  “Sounds good,” Chandler agrees. “I’m pretty sure I know a few of the women he’s done it to. I skimmed over some pictures he had on his phone before JJ chunked it. At least two of the chicks are in my classes.”

  “I’m down; I want him gone. I probably should’ve kept his phone for evidence. I was just pissed and didn’t want him having it,” JJ grumbles, his buzz officially gone with all the drama going on.

  “Don’t worry about it; we’ll figure something out.”

  Kadence leans over, holding another marshmallow. “Hey, it’s three a.m., and I’ve eaten nearly an entire bag of marshmallows. I think I’m going to bed pretty soon.”

  “Okay, I’m ready too.”

  JJ’s eyes grow wide. “Bro, we usually stay up till at least five a.m. when we do bonfires.”

  “Nope, not tonight. Nearly everyone’s gone and passed out anyhow. The die-hard drinkers can finish the night off by sitting on the back of their tailgates without the fire going.”

  “Already pussy whipped.” He shakes his head, and I shoot him a glare. I don’t want him saying shit like that in front of Kadence. I don’t care if people think I’m ‘whipped’ or not, I just don’t want her to feel uncomfortable or disrespected. She doesn’t deserve that treatment or those remarks.

  “Come on, Pretty.” I hold my hand out. She grabs it and stands up, stretching her legs out. “Sore from sitting?”

  “Yeah, a little. It’s been a long day.”

  “It sure has. Give me a sec. I need to tell Nate to put the fire out, and then we’ll head to the house.”

  “Okay.” She smiles tiredly, and I signal for my brother.

  I thought he was going to ravage my body the first chance he got last night when we went back to his room after the party. Instead, he lay on the bed in only a pair of boxer briefs and passed completely out while I went to the bathroom.