I cringed as the image immediately filled my head. “Seriously, go away and leave my mother alone, you two are too old for that stuff,” I complained, shuddering.
My dad laughed as he patted my shoulder. “Whatever. Night guys,” he called to everyone else.
Hannah and Paige stood up too. Robert had left a while ago, and Lisa was up in her room listening to some crap Emo band. “We’re going to bed too. Want me to do the fire?” Paige offered, nodding at the flames that were still burning but starting to go out.
I shook my head in rejection. I wanted a little more time with my girl on the beach, I wasn’t ready for bed yet. Well, it wasn’t that I wasn’t ready for bed, because I was; it was more like I hadn’t built up my strength to say no to her yet. After losing that volleyball game, I knew I was in for it tonight. She would be throwing herself at me, and I wasn’t prepared enough to resist her charms yet.
“Nah, I’ll sort it out. G’night,” I replied, smiling. I watched them walk away before turning my attention back to Rosie who was sitting in my lap. “Want to dance with me some more?”
She twisted slightly and smiled. “Sure. You’re not going to sing though, are you?” she teased, pushing herself up and brushing the sand off her derrière.
I smiled and patted the sticker on her ass. Team Peters. I had to admit, that looked pretty fucking good on her. “Not unless you beg,” I joked, pushing myself up too and grabbing my phone from my pocket. I pulled up some crappy romantic song and pressed play before slipping it back into my pocket again.
She smiled and pressed herself to me. “You’ll be the one begging tonight, Nate,” she countered.
I smiled; she was an incorrigible flirt sometimes. “I don’t beg.”
“Oh, you’ll beg alright.”
“Nate Peters doesn’t beg for anything,” I rejected, pulling her into my arms as we started dancing slowly around the fire.
“By the end of the night, I’ll have you begging for more. I guarantee it,” she whispered, her breath blew across my cheek as her hand ran up my bare chest. My body broke out in goosebumps, but it wasn’t from the cold. I gritted my teeth when her fingers wove into the back of my hair. I knew the words that I had just said to her were untrue – this girl could get me to beg, no doubt about it.
“We’ll see then, huh?” I pressed my lips to hers and kissed her passionately as we continued to dance. When the kiss broke, she laid her head on my shoulder, pressing her face into the side of my neck as her arms tightened on me. I was totally and utterly happy at that moment; I had never in my life felt more contented with one person, everything was perfect.
After about ten minutes she pulled her head back. Tears glistened in her eyes. I frowned, wondering what on earth I had done that had upset her. Had I said something, or maybe, not said something that I was supposed to? Had I done something wrong? I moved my hands up to her face and wiped the single tear that fell down her face as she quickly looked away from me.
“Rose, what’s wrong?”
She sniffed and shook her head, smiling apologetically. “Nothing, I’m just being silly. Sorry.”
That wasn’t the answer I wanted. “Tell me?”
She smiled and a blush coloured her cheeks. “It’s just… this is the most romantic thing that has ever happened to me, and I guess I got a little, I don’t know, overwhelmed or something,” she answered, shrugging uncomfortably.
I smiled at her admission. It was a little romantic – alone on a deserted beach, fire, stars, cheesy music, dancing. I couldn’t have planned it better if I tried. Not that I knew how to be romantic at all, but this situation just seemed to make itself.
I pulled her back to me again and smiled teasingly. “You’re such a girl.”
She laughed and rolled her eyes. “Gee, thanks.”
I brushed her hair back from her face, just looking into her eyes. The way she was looking at me was making my palms a little sweaty. “I didn’t say it was a bad thing. Girls are the best.”
She smiled and nodded towards the fire. “How are you going to put that out? I want to go to bed now, I’ve had enough waiting. I want to revel in my volleyball prize before I’m too tired to enjoy it,” she said, smiling happily.
I moaned quietly, and my balls tightened at the thought of what was about to happen. As quickly as I could, I kicked sand onto the fire, extinguishing the flames, checking it was out. I took her hand and looked towards the house.
“Bed then?”
She grinned. “Thought you’d never ask.”
I smiled and led her up to the house, locking the back door behind us. Once we were inside, I pushed her against the wall and kissed her, obviously taking her by surprise. My whole body was pressed against hers as I slipped my hands down to her ass, lifting her off her feet. Instantly, her legs wrapped around my waist as if they belonged there, and I couldn’t help but moan into her mouth at the sheer luxury of having this incredible girl wrapped around me. Pushing away from the door, I carried her up to my bedroom, not once breaking the kiss as her hands roamed my back, tickling the skin lightly.
As soon as we were in my room, I kicked the door shut and headed straight for the bed. My hormones had taken over; I had barely any control over myself. It had been way too long since something like this had happened to me, and even just kissing her made my whole body burn with passion. No other girl had made me feel like this, not even close. I laid her down on the bed, and she grinned excitedly as we began peeling each other’s clothes off.
I pulled her swimsuit down and moaned in appreciation as it exposed her chest. My mouth went a little dry; she was exquisite. My hands roamed her skin, and she arched her back, pressing her breasts into my hands more. When she made that little purring noise I almost climaxed in my shorts. Eight weeks. I’d been with this girl for eight incredible weeks, but it still hadn’t prepared me for this. I felt like a virgin, like I was seeing a girl for the very first time. Everything felt new and exciting. I hoped this night lasted forever.
I kissed her as I gripped the sides of the swimsuit and started pulling it down. I’d already rid her of her shorts, so this was the last thing to come off before I had my hot little girlfriend completely and utterly naked.
Just as I was about to pull her swimsuit down, she gripped my hand and shook her head. “Wait, wait, wait,” she muttered, chewing on her lip.
I stopped immediately and hovered above her, looking at her worriedly. “What’s wrong?”
She closed her eyes and winced. “I’m scared,” she mumbled.
I smiled, still confused. “Of me?” I asked, not having a clue what she would be scared of. Maybe she was scared of being in a full on relationship, maybe she was scared to take this next step after all. Maybe she was still scared that I was using her for sex.
She opened her eyes and shook her head. “Nate, I’ve had a baby.”
“Yeah, I know that. I’ve met him, remember?”
She smiled weakly. “That’s not what I meant… I meant that, my body, it’s… I’ve…” she groaned and closed her eyes again. “I have some stretch marks on my stomach from where I was pregnant with DJ.”
I smiled and felt my tense muscles relax. This wasn’t something I had done wrong, I hadn’t rushed her, she was just feeling insecure about her body. I lowered myself down on top of her, being careful with my weight.
“And you’re worried that I’m going to see them and not like them?”
She gulped. “I’m not worried, I’m terrified.”
“Stripes, have I ever told you how much I admire you?” I asked, cocking my head to the side and looking at her curiously. She frowned bemusedly as she shook her head. I smiled and laid down next to her, propping my head up on my elbow so I could look at her. “I love that you’ve had a child. Your body did something magical. DJ is incredible, and you should wear your scars proudly because you created an amazing kid.”
Her eyes filled with tears as she looked at me so tenderly that it made my heart race. “Nate,
you know sometimes you say the sweetest things that I’ve ever heard. I know you don’t think that you’re good with any of this mushy stuff, but you really are. Thank you,” she whispered, bending forward and kissing me again lightly.
I didn’t know how to answer that, so I did the only thing I could think of that would make her feel better. I gripped both sides of her swimsuit and pulled if off completely in one swift movement, throwing it on the floor.
As I ran my eyes down her body, I didn’t see any ugly marks that she would be worried about me seeing. I saw a few faded lines on her tummy – but they just added to her character, like a little DJ badge, a sign of how incredible a mom she was. Those marks didn’t turn me off in the slightest, in fact, for some reason they turned me on even more. I couldn’t help but wonder if a baby of mine would mark her body one day.
I looked back to her face; she was chewing on her lip so hard that I was concerned she’d split it in two. “Beautiful,” I whispered, crushing my lips against hers, kissing her deeply, showing her how much I truly meant those words.
She moaned into my mouth, looping her arms around my neck and pulling me on top of her again as we made out. I couldn’t keep my hands off her body. The way her skin felt under my fingertips, the taste of her tongue on mine, the way her chest rose and fell – all of it was hypnotizing me. My willpower was crumbling with each stroke of her tongue. I’d never wanted a girl more than I wanted her. When I looked down at her, her eyes were excited as a smile twitched at the corners of her mouth. I traced the line of her lips with my thumb, feeling my breath catch in my throat as her tongue flicked out sweeping across my thumb.
I gulped and traced my fingertips down her neck, across her chest, circling her hard nipples but not touching them, smiling to myself as she arched her back pushing her chest towards my hand. But that wasn’t my destination right now. My fingers headed lower and lower until they brushed through her curls to the apex of her legs. I moaned when I felt how wet she already was for me.
She sucked in a breath through her teeth as I teased her with my fingers. “Nate.” The way she breathed my name made my dick throb and ache to be inside her. I looked away from her lustful face; I couldn’t take looking at that anymore because I wanted to give in. My body wanted me to just concede and give her what she so obviously wanted. But I still wanted to wait for those three words, and then there would be nothing in the world that would stop me being with her.
I kissed across her neck, sucking on her collarbone as I worked my fingers. Her hand tangled in the back of my hair, pulling gently as she gasped and wriggled under me, moaning my name in the sexy husky way that was making my whole body vibrate with excitement. One of her hands trailed down over my back, scratching gently with her nails, unconsciously making me grind against her. As her hand pushed down the back of my shorts, starting to guide them down, I pulled back slightly and shook my head.
“Just let me make you finish first,” I mumbled, crushing my lips to hers. I just wanted to give her my undivided attention. I knew that once my shorts were off and her hands were on me, that I would lose focus. I just needed to hear her moan my name some more first. She bit on my bottom lip as I pushed two fingers into her. I couldn’t help the little growl that escaped my lips at the feel of it, thoughts of what she would feel like clamped around my dick as I made love to her, were flooding my brain driving me crazy with desire.
“Christ, Rose, I’ve never been this turned on in my life,” I promised, kissing down her neck heading towards the soft peaks that were begging for my attention.
“Me either,” she replied, her voice wobbling as she spoke.
She was already gasping, wriggling under me, her fingernails digging into the small of my back, pulling me closer as I pumped my fingers inside her to the rhythm she seemed to like. Her skin tasted incredible, warm and mouth-watering. I sucked hard on her nipple before turning my attention to the other one, not wanting to neglect any part of her.
“Oh God,” she moaned. Her hips bucked up as her thighs clamped shut, trapping my hand in place as I felt her muscles ripple inside. I smiled against her stomach that I was currently tracing with my tongue. I nipped her skin gently with my teeth as I bent my fingers inside her, tracing her inner walls, making her legs shake a little as I pushed myself up to kiss her. She moaned into my mouth as her arms looped around my neck so tightly it was almost as if she were afraid to let go.
I smiled against her mouth as I slowly pulled my fingers out, making her whimper quietly and kiss me harder. Her hands trailed down my back, catching the waistband of my shorts, guiding them down. I kicked them off, still not breaking the kiss. One of her delicate little hands traced the line of my ass, brushing up my outer thigh. Anticipation of what I knew was coming made the muscles tighten in my stomach. I gulped as her fingers tickled across my hip, heading around to the front.
Oh God, I’m going to die. The waiting is actually going to kill me. Maybe I’m going to have a heart attack and then I’ll never get to screw her!
I closed my eyes as she traced one finger around the tip of my dick before gripping it in her little hand. I puffed out a big breath because of how nice that felt, but suddenly it was gone. I snapped my eyes open to see her frowning, pushing on my chest to get me off her. Immediately I started to panic, not knowing what I’d done wrong.
“Nate, what the? You have a piercing?” Her mouth dropped open in shock as her gaze flicked to my crotch.
Oh shit, I guess she wouldn’t know about that considering I’d not let her touch me yet! I looked down at the three little piercings that I’d had on the underside of my shaft. They were metal bars that ran under the skin with a small silver ball at the end of each one.
“Er, yeah. Is that a problem?” I asked, praying with every bone in my body that she wouldn’t have a hatred for them.
She didn’t say anything, just pushed me onto my back, bending closer to look at them. I held my breath as she reached out a finger, touching each of the balls in turn, tracing her finger across the skin, feeling the bar that you could feel just under the surface. When her hair fell across my stomach, I swept it out of the way quickly so I could see her face. I needed to know if she was horrified or not. I could take them out if she didn’t like it. I had them done years ago; they’d served their purpose, if she didn’t like them then I’d get rid of them for her, it didn’t matter.
Her face wasn’t horrified though. In fact, she looked kind of excited by it. Maybe she was imagining what it would feel like – they definitely benefitted the woman more than they did me.
“I bet they hurt so much when you had them done,” she said quietly. I gasped when she bent her head and kissed the top one, sucking on it gently.
“Fuck,” I muttered unable to censor my language because of how nice that felt.
She pulled back, her eyes meeting mine before she crawled up to my side. “I know you always call me a dirty girl, but you must be a dirty boy in order to have done that in the first place. The words pot and kettle spring to mind,” she teased, raising one eyebrow.
I smirked at her and tangled one hand into the back of her silky hair, pulling her closer to me. Our mouths were so close that I could taste her breath as it blew across my lips. She tasted like the strawberries that she’d eaten earlier.
“Then it appears we’re very well suited,” I countered, running my free hand down her back to cup her pert little ass. She nodded, tracing her nose up the side of my jaw as her hip rubbed against my erection.
“I already knew that,” she breathed, crashing her lips to mine again.
I kissed her back hungrily, totally ravishing her mouth with my tongue. I wasn’t ready to relinquish control yet, so I ran my hands down her arms until I got to her hands. I moved her hand away from my shaft as I flipped her onto her back, making her squeal as I headed back down to her breasts again, I wasn’t finished with them just yet. My mouth took pleasure in her nipples as my hands wandered her body again, memorising it, worshiping it.
My whole body was begging for more. This, being the first time I had seen her naked, was not helping with the whole patience and waiting until she was in love with me thing. I wanted her so badly that it was actually hurting.
She rolled me onto my back, moving on top of me, panting for breath. “Do you have a condom, Nate?” she purred, grinding against me again, making my body tingle. I could feel how wet she was and the desire was almost killing me.
Condom? We’d agreed earlier than we weren’t going all the way until she was in love with me. Wait, is she in love with me? I looked at her, shocked. She couldn’t be, could she? She hadn’t said anything so she couldn’t be.
“What do you want that for?” I asked stupidly.
She laughed and nibbled on the edge of my jaw. “I want to start a water balloon fight, what do you think I want it for?”
I laughed. “Good one.”
She grinned and trailed her hand down to my chest again, stopping at my shaft, gripping it tightly, making the muscles in my stomach tighten. Her hand felt so good around me that I just couldn’t help but moan at the feel of it. She made that little excited purr in the back of her throat and pressed her lips against mine again. I wrapped my arms around her tightly, rolling so she was underneath me, then pulled back slightly, hovering above her, looking into her big brown eyes.
“Go on then… say it.” I smirked at her. I was so excited to hear the words that I could barely even remember how to breathe.
She gripped my ass, pulling me back to her again as she looked at me curiously. “Say what?”
“Well, you’re obviously going to confess your love for me. We agreed that this wasn’t going to happen until you fell for me, so I was just waiting for you to say it,” I teased, propping myself up on my elbows so I could brush her hair back from her forehead.
She gasped and looked at me, shocked. Oops, too soon for the love jokes. Damn it, shut the hell up, Nate and just make love to your girl like she’s offering.
“Nate, I-” She shook her head, looking at me worriedly.
“Exactly. I thought that’s what we were waiting for, until you could say it, and you obviously can’t, so we’re still waiting.” I shrugged and rolled off her, pulling her closer to me as I threw my leg over hers, trapping her against my chest. Just lying naked with her, touching her, that was more than enough for now. I could wait.
“But it’s okay, I don’t want to wait any more,” she whispered, pressing her lips to mine.
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