Byron was back to searching her eyes, only now he’d gone deadpan. “You were Richard’s first everything and he was yours, just a year ago? You still keep in touch with this guy, Savannah?”
“No.” She shook her head, probably too quickly. “Things got weird when I told him I’d applied at ESU even though I knew he’d gotten a scholarship to San Diego State. Then I got accepted and it got even weirder. Our calls and texts started tapering off until we were hardly speaking anymore, and then we officially broke things off via text. Anyway.” She shook her head because she was getting off track again and touched his face with a wince. “Point is, I’m ready for this with you. I just . . . I just hope you’re not expecting an experienced siren or anything.”
To her surprise, after staring at her silently for a moment, almost in awe, he shook his head and laughed. He then buried his face in her neck with a groan. “Are you fucking kidding me?” He pulled back and took her face in his hands. “Here I was bracing myself for something jarring.”
“Like what?”
“I don’t know.” He shook his head then kissed her softly before pulling away to look her in the eyes again. “Like that maybe you still have feelings for your first everything, or that maybe he’s one of the friends you’ve talked about having.”
“No.” She shook her head. “Unless you count the comments he occasionally makes on the videos we post, or my social media, we’ve pretty much broke all ties.”
Just like when he’d commented earlier about her first everything, Vannah swallowed hard wondering about his first everything. The one he’d briefly mentioned being killed in a car accident, but quickly changed the subject.
But before she could think more on that, his lips were on hers again. He kissed her deeply for a long time and Vannah knew any talking was over. As always, his kisses were amazing. Her entire body trembled as the kissing went unbelievably deeper and deeper.
His hands moved slowly but magically so that in a matter of minutes she could hardly believe she was lying there next to him completely naked. Finally pulling his mouth away from hers he gazed into her eyes before looking down in that awestruck way as he took in her nakedness before him. It amazed her how genuinely he appeared to be in wonderment over the sight of her body, when she was certain he’d had more than his share of naked women in his bed before her. But his hands caressed her slowly and his expression was reminiscent of the only other guy who’d ever touched her this way. Reminiscent of a boy who was doing this for the very first time.
Sliding down a bit, he trickled kisses down her chin and neck until his mouth devoured one breast at a time. Even that, he did with such perfection and in such a way it felt as tender as it did erotic, making Vannah squirm and moan in reaction.
Vannah did her best not to tense in anticipation as he moved down further, sprinkling kisses the whole way down. Never in her life did she think feeling lips along her rib cage and pelvis would be so arousing. But her heart pounded for another reason. Because this was Byron, the man she’d fallen so hard for, so insanely fast,
He gently spread her legs, kissing her thighs on top and then along the inside until he was there. “Beautiful,” he said as she felt his fingers spread her, and she flinched in reaction to feeling his tongue lick her from the bottom of her already throbbing slit to the very spot that had her arching her back. “Relax, baby,” he said glancing up at her with a smile. “This is gonna be as good for me as it will be for you. I promise.”
For a few, but what felt like long torturous moments, Byron made good on that promise. It was almost embarrassing how fast and easily she began to come undone. He was just so damn good at it. Oral sex was an absolute new to her. Admittedly, her handful of experiences with sex had been fumbled through every minimal session they’d had, and they’d never gotten around to anything like this. But she’d heard and read about women having to walk men through how to do this to get maximum pleasure. Byron knew exactly what to do with his tongue. Exactly what to suck, flick and just how long to do it, to where she was nearly there, and then pull back just moments before her body exploded with pleasure. It’s like he was trying to make it last as long as possible, but it was torture. She was so close to climaxing.
When she was almost there again, she arched her body running her hands through his hair. “Please,” she grunted as she sunk her teeth into her bottom lip. “Please, Byron.”
She heard him groan before flicking her clit with his tongue, then sucking it just so that she didn’t even care about how unabashedly she moaned in ecstasy. Every single orgasm she’d experienced up until that moment had been the do-it-yourself kind. At seventeen and being a virgin himself, the only other guy she’d been with had obviously had very little experience, not to mention little to no self-control. Their love making, if you could even call it that, was usually over before she could even begin to get anything out of it.
Now she lay there, barely able to catch her breath, as the electric currents of pleasure continued to pummel throughout her body. Kissing the insides of her thighs a few more times, Byron pulled away from her. Vannah remained in place, eyes closed, heart hammering away, as her body continued to enjoy the aftershock of a climax like none she’d ever experienced or would’ve ever imagined.
Her eyes flew open when she felt his hard naked body over her. He smiled making her breathe in deeply as he spread her legs again. “I’d wait but I need to be in you. Hearing you come like that nearly had me exploding already, baby.”
Gulping, Vannah braced herself as he adjusted himself to enter her. With the tip of his erection at her entrance, Vannah trembled as he slipped both hands into hers and slid into her slowly. Vannah had no idea pain could feel so good. But even as the burn of him stretching her made her wince and him slow, she could already feel her quivering body readying itself for another incredible orgasm. He leaned in and kissed her long and deep as he buried himself deep inside her.
The burn of the stretch morphed into pleasure after just a few magical thrusts in and out. Within minutes they were both moaning in pleasure, as he slid in harder and deeper each time, until he buried himself deep inside her, one last time with a harsh groan.
“Christ almighty,” he muttered as he remained there for a few more moments and Vannah relished another powerful climax.
Gazing down at her, Vannah was caught in those smoldering eyes again, like she had been so many times. Only even as her heart pounded away it felt different this time. It scared her. They’d now shared something so intimate, but it felt like more than just sex. He knew now she may as well have been a virgin before today. He had to know a seventeen-year-old completely inexperienced boy, had nothing on him. Had to know she’d never felt anything even close to what she was feeling that very moment. He had to know just how in awe of him she’d been feeling even before today.
“You okay?” he smiled pecking her softly.
She nodded feeling a little choked up suddenly, but she refrained from letting it show. She smiled stating the obvious. “That was amazing.”
He kissed her again gazing profoundly into her eyes. “You’re fucking amazing, Savannah. I already know I’ll never get enough of you.”
Indulging her with more of his heart melting kisses, Vannah breathed in deeply. There was no turning back for her now. Did he know this? Did it scare him too? If his deepening kisses, and feeling his erection come alive again inside her, even after the sex they’d just had, were any indication on whether he might want to slow things down, she’d take that as a no.
This close to chickening out, Vannah tiptoed out of the bedroom to get her purse and pulled out the bracelet. Since their YouTube channel had started out as a fashion vlog, there were lots of accessories and jewelry she and Nena learned to make over the years. They’d feature them on their channel and sell them. Among them, were personalized leather bracelets that girls liked to order for their boyfriends and have something engraved on them. She’d noticed early on that Byron occasionally wore a couple. She�
��d always thought they were sexy on guys. When Xochitl had suggested she gift him something cutesy way back as a token of their gratitude for his helping them out at Frat Row, the thought of making him one had crossed her mind. But jewelry, especially a personalized bracelet felt too intimate, that early on. It’s why she’d gone with the enchiladas instead. Only now that she’d known they’d likely be sleeping together this weekend, she decided nothing got more intimate than that.
Except she’d forgone engraving anything that he might deem too over the top—even for him. Like any declarations of her feelings for him. Though, Xochitl did manage to convince her that what she’d had in mind of engraving in it, wasn’t too much.
“You said it yourself,” Xochitl insisted. “You’re pretty sure you’ll be sleeping with him soon. You’ve already spent the night at his place, he’s met your parents, and now you’re taking him to meet the rest of your big scary family, for crying out loud.”
So Vannah had gone with her initial thought and engraved the words that always danced in her head whenever she was around him, or even when she saw his name on her phone screen when he called or texted.
Examining it one last time, because she knew he’d be waking soon from their long, exhausting, but beautiful night. She was determined to just go through with it and give it to him. She whispered the engraved words one last time. “Be still my heart.”
“Hey.”
Vannah gasped, spinning around to see Byron peering at her as she held the bracelet behind her back and clutched her chest with her other hand. His expression went a little harder as his eyes took her in, and he obviously noticed she was hiding something behind her back. “You on your phone?” She shook her head as he tilted his. “Who were you talking to?”
“Myself,” she said feeling stupid.
“Yourself?”
Clutching the bracelet Vannah willed the courage to just do it. What was the big deal? His eyes bore into her and she was pretty sure what he was thinking. From day one, Byron hadn’t been one to hold back his misgivings and she could see it in his eyes now. He thought she’d snuck out of the room to go whisper on the phone where he wouldn’t hear her.
“Why do you look so—”
“I made you something,” she said before she chickened out like she had yesterday.
The suspicion in his eyes eased up a bit, but he still stared at her confused, so she went on quickly. Holding out the bracelet now for him to see, she explained. “My sister and me. We make these. Well.” She cleared her throat. “I haven’t in a while, but she still does. Anyway, our viewers really liked them, and I think they’re sexy on men.”
His brows leapt up and she laughed, mostly out of apprehension. He reached out and took the bracelet examining it closely then read the engravement out loud. “Be still my heart.” He glanced up at her, his earlier hardened expression now replaced with a smile. “Is that a date?” Vannah nodded, praying he wouldn’t think her nuts. “Of when we met? Frat Row Friday?”
Feeling her heart speed up, she shook her head. “No. Of that day I first laid eyes on you. The day I witnessed that smile for the first time ever and that phrase was the first thing that came to mind.”
When his eyes furrowed in question, she decided to just say it. Xochitl had agreed that even though technically she hadn’t formally met him until weeks later, that moment had been significant.
“The day of the signing at the gym.” His eyes went wide, and she braced herself before adding in a near whisper. “I don’t think I’ll ever forget it.”
Taking a step forward he cupped her face smiling sweetly. “Savannah, I know I’ll never forget that day either.”
He kissed her softly before pulling away to gaze at her, even as the emotion begun to outweigh the enormous relief that he hadn’t thought this too much, too soon. Waiting just long enough for her to help get the bracelet on and declare it looked perfect on him, he scooped her into his arms. Within minutes they were back in his bed, ready for round two of an entire day of love making.
Twenty-Two
Surprise
Byron
The two-hour drive to La Jolla was as pleasant as could be expected. There was no shortage of cheery conversation, laughter and Byron’s lips on Savannah’s hand and lips every chance he got. At his request, she filled him in on as much as he needed to know to better prepare him to meet the rest of her family. They’d be arriving before check-in at their hotel, so they were going straight to her grandparents’ home where she said everyone was gathering for a barbeque brunch.
“Their anniversary is actually today,” she explained. “But everyone was in agreement the big party should take place on a Saturday when most had the day off from work and school. My younger cousins and brothers still have school today. Except a lot of the family members from out of town are arriving today. It’s why my grandparents decided to have a little something over their place.”
The growing knot in Byron’s gut had gradually tightened the closer they got there. By the time they arrived he was wiping his clammy hands against his pants. He knew he’d be doing a lot of hand shaking and he didn’t want to embarrass himself. Sienna ran out to meet them with a screech as they got out of the car. The two sisters hugged like they hadn’t seen each other in years. Then laughed at their own silliness.
“Hi, Byron,” Sienna said in a teasing tone. “You’re just a part of the family now, aren’t you?”
Savannah nudged her sister before he could respond to that. “Stop, he’s nervous enough.” She held out her hand for Byron who wiped his hand against his pants again before taking her hand in his. “Anybody here yet?”
“Well, this is the . . .” Sienna lifted her hands and did air quotes. “Smaller of the two gatherings this weekend.” She rolled her eyes and laughed. “But it’s basically all of daddy’s family. So, you can imagine how small it is. Everyone except for the cousins still in school are here. Oh, and . . .” Sienna paused glancing at Byron then gave Savannah a strange look. “Chavita’s here. He doesn’t have classes on Friday.”
“Oh, good I haven’t seen him in forever.” Savannah glanced back at Byron with a smile as they entered the big house. “He’s my smarty pants cousin. He should still be in high school, but he skipped a grade, then finished high school early.”
“All the others are still in school.” Sienna’s eyes met Byron’s again with that odd look before glancing away. “But Chavita brought friends.”
They walked into the front room where the endless introductions commenced. First her grandparents who sat in the front room with her parents and a couple of other older relatives who’d come in from Mexico for the occasion. Aside from a few lighthearted jabs from her grandfather warning Byron not to make him come after him, it was fairly painless. Though the telling looks the teddy bear gave Byron as her grandfather issued said warnings, weren’t missed.
“Foods out back,” her grandmother said. “And you know this family, there’s plenty so go help yourselves.”
They continued through the house and he met the first of her uncles as they walked through the kitchen. He was getting a salad bowl out of the fridge. “Hi, uncle Angel.”
“Hey, sweetheart.”
Savannah let go of Byron’s hand to hug and kiss her uncle. Byron already knew he was the younger of her dad’s brothers. The man was a slightly smaller version of her dad who turned and gave Byron an equally uncompromising once over when he was done greeting his niece.
“This is Byron.” Savannah touched Byron’s bicep as her uncle blatantly continued looking him over. “This is my uncle Angel. One of Daddy’s brothers.”
As her uncle put the salad down on the kitchen’s center island, Byron reached his hand out to him, her uncle took it and gave it a firm shake. “Nice to me you, sir.”
“Good to meet you, too.” He turned to Savannah then back to face Byron. “Your dad tells me you two haven’t known each other too long.”
Clearing his throat, Byron nodded and answered befo
re Savannah could. “Over a month now.”
Nodding, her uncle glanced down as Savannah slipped her hand back into Byron’s. It was the first time since he’d met her that Byron actually wished she’d keep her hands to herself. At least while in the presence of her menacing uncles.
Uncle Angel eyed him. “You staying out here for the weekend?”
Byron nodded again. “Yeah, I got a room.” Squeezing Savannah’s hand, Byron swallowed hard and prayed she wouldn’t clarify further.
There were a few more inquiries about where he was staying and when he was headed there until mercifully Savannah’s Aunt Sofia walked into the kitchen. Savannah did the introductions again and fortunately her aunt was far less inquiring than her brother. In fact, she seemed to sense the slight tension in the room and shoved the man along, telling him his wife had asked her to send him back out with the salad they were waiting on.
“You’ll get used to them.” She winked at Byron as she opened the refrigerator door. “Even her dad. As long as you don’t do anything silly like break her heart, you’ll live.” She smiled big as she pulled what looked like a boxed pie out of the fridge and closed it.
Byron chuckled nervously. “I’ve been warned about that already.”
Her aunt laughed at that looking back at him. “That doesn’t surprise me. More like threatened, I’m sure. Just tread lightly and you’ll be fine. But fair warning, whatever threats you’ve gotten so far won’t be the last.”
Great.
“Come on out.” Her aunt motioned toward the back door her uncle had walked out of. “Everyone’s out there. You got one more to meet but he’s the easy one.”
Savannah’s laughter in reaction to that felt a bit nervous. Sienna had since walked outside so the three of them made their way out. Byron braced himself to meet yet another uncle. But he wasn’t buying for a second that meeting any of Savannah’s uncles would be easy.
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