Winnie’s voice pulled me from my trance. “Of course. I just want to make sure you get your fill first.”
“I’d rather have my fill of something else.”
The grin that slid across her cheeks tugged at my balls. I felt my cock rising higher, growing thicker, and when she ground softly against it, I let out a soft groan. I couldn’t do this. There was no way in hell I was doing this. I couldn’t. Not to Winnie.
I couldn’t fuck her, then leave her.
“I made sandwiches. Would you like one?” I asked.
She giggled. “Are you nervous?”
“There’s an egg salad one and a tuna fish one. I know you like both, so pick whichever you want.”
“What if we have dessert before dinner?”
She gripped the bottom of her dress and pulled it over her head. My eyes widened. The lingerie that came into view left me speechless and aching to be inside her. The royal blue ensemble was lacy and see-through. Her nipples puckered against the fabric as silver accents glistened in the small amount of moonlight afforded to us in our little secret cove. I licked my lips and swallowed one too many times. I felt cotton-mouthed as my eyes ran over her body, over her soft shoulders and her creamy skin and her blossoming hips.
“Winnie, I—”
She cupped my cheeks. “Kiss me, Ben.”
She captured my lips, and my arms cloaked her back. My fingers splayed along her soft skin, and I growled into her mouth. I whipped her around and settled her back against the blanket and claimed her tongue as my own, sucking on it as I marked my territory. I raked my teeth along her lower lip as she rolled those lacy panties against my groin, and when I gazed into her eyes again, I tried snapping out of it.
You can’t do this to her.
“Winnie, I—”
She pressed her finger against my lips. “Just once. With you. I want it to be with you.”
I shook my head. “You know I can’t do that. I already told you I can’t—”
“I don’t want to go off to college without being with you, Ben. Really, truly, fully being with you.” Suddenly, she choked up.
I sighed as I settled myself between her spread legs.
“Winnie, it’s okay.”
She sniffled. “I don’t want to go, Ben. I don’t want to leave you behind.”
I cupped her cheek. “Hey, hey. It’s okay. Smile for me, beautiful.”
“Maybe I can put it off a semester or—”
“No. You most certainly will not.”
She sighed. “I want to, though.”
I gripped her chin softly. “We knew this was just fun, right? Just a summer with nothing too serious before you go make yourself into a great and powerful lawyer, right?”
“Right.”
“You wanted that summer romance. And I wanted to give that to you. But the summer’s almost over. We both knew this was coming.”
She nodded slowly. “Right.”
I felt my heart breaking. “But this? Taking what you want me to and then just… us parting? That isn’t fair to you. That isn’t right.”
“But I want it.”
“Now, yes. Until you get to college and you meet some great guy who sweeps you off your feet who isn’t just a summer romance.”
“You’re not just a summer romance to me, Ben.”
I shook my head. “Don’t say that, Winnie.”
She sat up. “But it’s true. You aren’t.”
“Winnie.”
“Ben, I lo—”
I captured her lips with mine. Anything to stop that fucking phrase from falling from her mouth. I cupped the back of her head as I held her to me, and my heart seized in my chest. I couldn’t hear those words. I’d never leave her side if I did. I’d gladly ruin her future plans if it meant keeping her next to me. And that wasn’t fair to her.
Especially since I knew I’d repeat those words back.
Chapter 2
Winnie
I moaned against his lips as my back fell to the blanket. It felt like goodbye, the way he was talking. I mean, sure, I was leaving in a couple weeks to go to college in San Francisco. But we could keep in touch. People did it all the time, right?
I wanted to hold on to him as long as possible.
I didn’t want to think about the fact that we were hiding this from my big brother. I didn’t want to think about the fact that I’d had a crush on Ben for years. I didn’t want to think about the fact that I’d fallen head over heels for my brother’s best friend. All I wanted to do was have control over this moment, what I did with my body, and who I gave my virginity to.
And I wanted Ben to have it.
I slid my hands into his dark brown hair that accented his brooding hazel eyes. I adored his eyes. They were the first thing I noticed about him when I was fourteen years old. Kind, yet stoic, twinkling with colors that changed depending on his moods, or the clothes he wore, or how the sunlight reflected in his gaze. There wasn’t a thing about him I didn’t enjoy. There wasn’t a damn thing about him I didn’t want for the rest of my life.
Including his body.
I wrapped my legs around him and pushed him over. I pressed against his chest, rolling him over before I gazed down into his eyes. His pupils were blown wide, engulfing his dark hazel eyes. My forehead dropped to his. I nuzzled our noses together. And in the back of my mind, I made my decision.
If this was him finally saying goodbye, then I’d get what I wanted before we parted ways.
“I want this. Please.”
Ben swallowed hard. “Winnie, I know you think you—”
“Shut up and stop telling me what you think I think. Because you have no idea what I’m thinking.”
I slowly leaned up, gazing into his eyes. “You have no idea how much I want you. How much I want to give you this. How I’ve envisioned it this way since pretty much the first time I saw you.”
He paused. “What?”
I nodded slowly. “You have no idea how many times I’ve dreamed of you taking me. Having me all to yourself.”
He sat up. “Are you being serious right now?”
I blushed. “I am, Ben. I want to sleep with you. I want to give you this. So, if you want it too, please don’t tell me no again.”
I fisted his shirt and crashed our lips together. And when his arms cloaked my back, I knew I had him. My tongue explored his mouth as he unclasped my bra. I gasped as my head fell back, feeling his lips sliding down my neck, sucking at my pulse point, and kissing down the valley of my breasts.
“Are you sure about this? I don’t want to hurt you more than this already will,” he murmured.
I groaned. “Just fucking take me already. Please don’t make me beg.”
He chuckled. “I’m pretty sure you just did.”
His lips wrapped around my puckered nipple, and my pussy flooded with want. I fisted his hair, pressing his face closer against my skin. He massaged my breasts and sucked my tight buds to firm peaks. I felt my juices leaking against my panties and smiled as his fingertips traced their outline. I slid my hands over his skin and felt his lean muscles twitching with delight. He took my panties in his hands.
Then, I heard them rip.
“Ben!”
“You’re mine tonight.”
My back fell to the blanket before his lips claimed mine again, pulling whimpers from the back of my throat. I spread my legs for him, his clothed cock pulsing against my thigh. He rushed down my skin, licking and kissing as my stomach twisted. He sucked on my hip bones, causing me to wiggle around. I giggled and gasped, laughed and moaned. It hurt in all the best ways and tickled in all the worst. And yet, I didn’t want him to stop.
I never wanted him to stop.
He slid my legs over his shoulders and nuzzled my dripping folds, parting me softly, his fingers unfurling my pussy for him. His tongue lapped softly. Effortlessly. My legs twitched as he flicked my clit. He deliberately moved faster, harder, until my back arched, and I begged him for release.
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“No, no, no, no, no,” I whimpered.
“I don’t want you coming yet, beautiful.”
My body trembled against the blanket as he stripped himself down. He kissed up my body, lapping at my crevices and kissing my peaks. Our lips fell together, and he groaned into my mouth. I tasted my own arousal on his lips, and it turned me on even more. I felt his naked cock fall between my legs, his precum painting my skin as he reached between us. His eyes found mine, and I wrapped my hands around his pulsing arms, teeming with strength as he positioned himself outside my entrance.
“You let me know when you’re ready.”
And as I drew in a deep breath, I nodded.
He inched himself in, and my eyes widened. I raked my nails along his skin, pulling growls from his lips. He moved slowly, and I tightened as the pinch of pain washed over me. I screwed my eyes shut and felt his lips against my ear. His thumb fell against my clit, slowly massaging me as I loosened around him and accepted the pleasure.
“That’s it. Relax. I’ve got you, Winnie. I’ll never hurt you.”
My jaw quivered as my walls expanded, molding around him as he slowly pushed in. I whimpered and buried my face into the crook of his neck, wanting nothing more than to lose myself in him fully. I bit into his shoulder and felt him tense as my body stretched and opened for him. I didn’t think it’d ever stop. I didn’t think he’d ever stop sinking himself into me. Filling me. Sliding against me. Melding our bodies together.
Then, our hips bottomed out.
I sighed. “Holy shit.”
He kissed my shoulder. “Relax. Take a second to breathe.”
His thumb continued its languid movements, making my walls contract against his cock. I felt every part of him, my head swirling and spinning, collapsing in on itself. The beach tilted, the ocean above me and the sky below me swirled. My head fell back, and my eyes rolled closed.
He continued to tease my clit until I finally felt the spiral of my release hit its peak and begin to unravel. “There it is, Winnie.”
“Oh, Ben.”
He slid out and inched back in, pressing his thumb into my clit. I locked my legs around him, digging my fingertips into his arms. He hovered above me, and I felt his eyes on me. The more I tried opening my eyes to view his, the tighter they wanted to close.
“Shit. I—Ben. You are—don’t stop.”
“Trust me, I’m not stopping. Fucking hell, you’re so tight.”
“All yours. All yours. All yours, Ben.”
“That’s fucking right. All mine, Winnie.”
He moved faster. The soft sounds of skin slapping skin filled the space around us. The ocean lapped at the shoreline, and the stars twinkled above us. I lost myself in the feeling, in the electricity and the pleasure of the moment. I choked out his name, time and time again, until my legs locked out and my back bowed, and his teeth fell to my tits.
“Ben!”
He growled. “Winnie.”
“Yes. Yes. Yes! I’m coming again.”
I vibrated against him. My pussy quivered as juices sprayed from between my legs. He rutted against me, flicking my clit as quickly as he could as his own body shook and quaked. I gasped for air and my body fell weak against the blanket. He collapsed against me, his hand falling away, and his cock still sheathed within my body, still pumping and filling me up.
I heaved for air as I gazed up at the underside of the pier. I wrapped my shaking arms around him, sliding my fingertips along his skin. He kissed me, over and over again—my breasts, my shoulder, my neck, my cheeks.
Then, he rose up and captured my lips again.
“You’re perfection,” Ben whispered.
I smiled softly. “Thank you.”
He nuzzled his nose against my cheek. “I mean it, Winnie.”
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