She released her lip, along with a humming sound in the back of her throat that sent my body into a frenzy. I had to slow this shit down, before I made myself crazy. I didn’t want to push her. She needed to make the decision for herself when she was ready to take it to the next step. Then again, I didn’t think I could slow down.
I brought my lips back down to hers, deciding that she deserved the pleasure. I would make her come, and then take care of myself in the shower after she fell asleep. I took my mouth away from her lips, and kissed down the side of her neck, she tasted so sweet. I continued my descent until my lips closed over her nipple, flicking it with my tongue until she was writhing beneath me. Then I slowly licked my way down her stomach, stopping to dip my tongue into her navel. She gasped and I continued my teasing licks until I reached her other breast, lavishing it with the same attention.
As I continued to suck on her nipples, my hand moved down to the button of her jeans. Once the button was open, I slid my hand down the front her jeans and slipped my fingers into her. She was so wet, it was killing me.
“Caleb,” she whimpered.
The sound of my name rolling from her lips made my need for her increase. I thrust my hips into her and brought my lips back up to hers. I continued to move my fingers inside of her. When she gasped, I plunged my tongue in, tasting every part of her mouth.
“Baby, you are so wet,” I panted.
I felt her insides begin to quiver and used my thumb to tease her swollen clit. She tightened around my fingers. I loved watching her come in my arms.
“Oh, Caleb,” she cried out, her back bowing off the bed.
I moved to the side of her, taking her with me, and gently caressing her side while we tried to catch our breath. When her breathing had evened out, I leaned over and kissed her quickly, needing my body to calm down. I wasn’t sure how much more I could take. As I went to pull away, she grabbed the sides of my face with her hands and deepened the kiss. I let her kiss me for a while, before I tried to pull away again.
“Angie…” I groaned. My body couldn’t take any more, but she held my face in her hands with our eyes locked.
“Caleb, please be my first,” she whispered.
I couldn’t believe I’d heard her right. “What?” I asked.
She wrapped her arms around my neck. “I want you to make love to me.”
Just hearing the words made me hard, but I still didn’t want her to do anything she wasn’t ready for—no matter how badly I wanted her. “Are you sure? I don’t want you to feel pressured into this.”
She pulled my lips back to hers and gave me one of the hottest kisses of my life. “I’m positive, I want you.”
I wanted her so bad. Sitting up, I pulled my shirt over my head and threw it to the floor. She ran her hands up my arms tracing my tattoos, and I shivered under her touch. When I captured her lips with mine, she moaned into my mouth and her hands fisted in my hair. This is what I’d wanted since the night I told her my feelings…so why was I suddenly nervous as hell? I shouldn’t be nervous—it wasn’t like I was a virgin.
I crawled over her and straddled her hips. Lifting her arms above her head, I skimmed my fingers down her body, paying special attention to those pert, rosy nipples. I kissed down her throat, licking the hollow of her neck, causing her to sigh. I continued to move down her body, doing my best to increase her pleasure with the teasing licks of my tongue. Her skin tasted like honey, so sweet and soft. Her eyes glassed over in pleasure as my mouth found its way to her breasts. Using my teeth, I lightly tugged on her nipple, making her gasp and grind her hips into me. I licked my tongue across the tight bud to make it better. I wanted her now, but I had to make sure she was ready.
Reaching down with both hands, I carefully slid her jeans down her legs. Moving my hand up her inner thigh, I could feel how wet she was through the fabric of her panties. Physically, she was more than ready. Emotionally? I still wasn’t sure.
Trying to calm my pounding heart, I looked down into her eyes. “Baby, are you sure you want to do this? I don’t want to hurt you.”
She reached up to cup my face again. “I’ll be fine, I have to face the pain at some point…I want it to be with you,” she whispered.
Talk about pressure, I grabbed her panties and slid them down her legs making sure to caress every sensitive spot on the way down. She slipped her hands into my pants and grabbed my dick. Holy shit, it felt amazing. I wasn’t sure how much longer I could hold off. My dick surged in anticipation, but I wanted to make her come again first.
Moving my mouth to hers, I sucked her tongue into my mouth. This time the audible moan came from me, as she slowly stroked her hand up and down my shaft. Never in my life had I been this turned on. I moved my fingers into her wet folds and, finding her already aroused, my resistance crumbled, I couldn’t wait any longer.
“So wet,” I groaned, before pulling back and removing my jeans and boxers. I reached over and grabbed a condom out of the nightstand and rolled it on before moving myself between her legs.
“Are you ready, baby?” I asked, searching her eyes for any doubt.
She just nodded but I could see she was nervous.
“Relax, Angie. I’ll be gentle,” I whispered in her ear as I pushed my dick against her warm, soft opening. She felt incredible, and that was before I’d even started to inch my way into her. Leaning on my elbows to hold myself above her, it took everything I had not to just slam into her. I continued to move slowly, but when I saw her face wince in pain I froze.
“Don’t stop,” she panted.
I looked into her eyes. “I don’t want to hurt you.” My voice was strained from the effort of holding back.
She put her hands on my arms. “I’m fine, just kiss me.”
I leaned, capturing her lips with mine as I continued to push inside her. I was finally all of the way in, she was so fucking soft and warm. I paused, breathing as deeply as I could. The feel of her was unbelievable and if I didn’t slow down I wasn’t going to last thirty seconds. Little by little, I started to move in and out of her.
“Angie…so…sexy,” I panted.
I moved my hand down to massage her breast. She was so tight I couldn’t get enough of her, but when she wrapped her legs around my waist, I was lost. My pace quickened, until I was pounding in and out of her. Her little whimpers of pleasure were pushing me forward and I wasn’t sure how much longer I could hold on.
I moved my hand from her breast, down to where our bodies were joined and used my thumb to rub circles on her clit. I clenched my teeth, doing everything I could to ensure her climax before mine.
“Caleb, oh God, right there…please don’t stop,” she begged.
I continued my driving rhythm until I felt her tighten around me. I thrust one last time and let go.
We were both out of breath, and I used my elbows to keep my weight off of her. That was the most mind-blowing experience I have ever had. Once I could speak, I pushed her hair out of her face, gazing into her eyes. “Are you okay?”
She smiled up at me. “I’m better than okay. That was incredible.”
I rolled us to the side and reached for her lips. “That was more than incredible…that was the hottest sex I’ve ever had.”
I kissed her thoroughly before pulling out and removing the condom, throwing it in the trashcan next to the nightstand. I moved to my back, taking her with me. Using my fingers, I drew little circles on her back. I hadn’t felt this content in a long time. Things seemed to finally be going right for me, plus I wasn’t getting trapped in the past as often as I used to. I realized that Angie might be the one person who could save me.
She looked up at me then. “What are you thinking about?”
“You,” I answered honestly.
She started to move her fingers up and down my stomach. That slight movement was making my body wake up again. She looked down and back up at me. She giggled, “So that’s what you were thinking of.”
“No…but now that you
mention it.” I grabbed her wrists and flipped her onto her back. I kissed her passionately, slipping my tongue into her mouth and exploring every inch. We spent the next few hours doing exactly what she accused me of thinking about.
I knew it was late when I opened my eyes and the sun was shining through Caleb’s window. Caleb had kept me up most of the night but I had no regrets—in fact I’d never felt better in my life. I finally felt like I belonged somewhere and to someone. The man sleeping next to me was everything I had been waiting for, and the one person I believed could show me what it felt like to be loved. I’d known I could find a new future for myself when I came to college, but I hadn’t been sure I would find someone to care about me, despite my problems.
Caleb’s ringtone interrupted my thoughts, and I remembered what had woken me in the first place. I reached over to shake him awake—he slept like the dead.
“Caleb, wake up. Your phone’s ringing,” I said.
He grunted and threw his hand over to the nightstand. He slid the lock and pulled the phone to his ear, without ever lifting his head from the pillow.
“Hello? Hello?” He hung up the phone. “Stupid wrong number,” he mumbled into the pillow.
He rolled over and kissed up my arm to my shoulder. “Why are you awake? Didn’t I wear you out last night?”
I giggled. “You did, but your phone woke me up.”
He wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me closer. We were lying on our sides facing each other. He brushed a piece of my hair behind my ear, and focused his eyes on me.
“How do you feel this morning?” he asked cautiously.
I placed my hand on his chest and leaned into quickly kiss him. “I’m wonderful,” I said with a smile.
And I was. Last night was everything I had hoped my first time would be. Things had finally gotten to a point where there were no more barriers between us. When I shifted I realized I was a little sore, but nothing compared to the sprained wrist.
He studied my face closely. “You are?”
I laughed, “Well, I’m a little sore, but nothing a hot shower and some Advil can’t fix. I couldn’t be happier.”
He cupped my face with his hand before kissing me passionately. Hearing the moan come from the back of my throat, I ran my hands over his shoulders and down his back. He slowly pulled back.
“I could wake up every morning like this. I wish this week would never end,” he said.
“Mmmm, that sounds nice. Does that include breakfast in bed?” I hinted.
“Only if I get to shower with you after breakfast?” he said with a smirk.
“Of course,” I purred.
Then I had to laugh as Caleb jumped out of bed, threw his boxers on, and almost ran to the kitchen. I lay back down on the bed and let my mind wander. I knew Josh and Emily would both be back tomorrow, so we would have to leave our cocoon. After the shit with my father being released on bail, it felt as if we were the only two people on the planet when we were shut away in Caleb’s apartment. No one and nothing else mattered.
But that would all change tomorrow.
We would still be able to spend time together, but it wouldn’t be the same. Classes, football workouts, and our friends, would interrupt this little bubble we were living in.
Em was going to freak out when she found out they let my dad out—she was so protective of me. Shit! There was no way I could keep the fact that I had slept with Caleb hidden from her. She was like fucking Nancy Drew! Besides, she was the only one who knew I was a virgin—until last night. I never talked about it, because it always led to questions as to how and why. Em was the only one who knew about my father, at least until Caleb found out.
I was glad he knew. Now I didn’t have to hide part of myself from him anymore. I knew he was still hiding something from me, but I didn’t want to pressure him into telling me. He would tell me when the time was right. Hopefully, knowing about my dad would help him to trust me with whatever he was keeping locked away.
I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn’t hear Caleb come back into the room. He crawled up from the end of the bed, until he was deliciously pressing all of himself onto me. I sighed at the contact.
He ran the back of his hand down the side of my face. “What are you thinking about with that frown on your face?”
I decided to tell him a partial truth. “I was thinking about how we have to go back to reality in two days, when I would rather stay here in our cocoon.”
He kissed me and it was swift, but full of promise. “Me too. Let’s enjoy what time we have left. Are you ready for breakfast?”
He got up and moved over to the dresser where he had left a tray with scrambled eggs, toast, some cut up fruit, a bottle of Advil and a glass of water. He was so thoughtful. I wasn’t used to people listening to what I said, but I could easily adjust to it.
He brought the tray over to sit on my lap, then came around the side of the bed and sat down with me. I grabbed the bottle of Advil first, and then moved onto breakfast—he was a fantastic cook. The minute we finished eating, he moved the tray off my lap, grabbed my hand and led me to the bathroom, where we spent the next hour working off the calories.
The day flew by faster than I would have liked. Even though I was almost completely healed, Caleb still insisted on waiting on me hand and foot. The only thing he let me help with was the dishes, but that was only because he hated doing dishes—who didn’t? But since he’d been doing everything else, it was the least I could do. That night we decided to watch a movie. It still amazed me how similar our tastes were in movies and music.
We cuddled on the couch with a bowl of popcorn and a blanket. I was sitting next to him nestled into his side. He was running his hand up and down my arm, and every few strokes his fingers would lightly graze the side of my breast. I didn’t even think he was conscious of the fact that he was doing it, but the movement was still attacking every nerve ending I had. It felt like the nerves in my arm and breast had a direct connection to my core. I tried squeezing my legs together—I even shifted around in my seat—but nothing relieved the ache.
I looked over at Caleb to see if he was doing it on purpose. He was facing forward, watching the movie. It seemed like there was a smirk lurking at the corners of his mouth, but I couldn’t tell. I decided to just try and focus on the movie, because I was still too shy to start anything myself. I tried to focus on Inception, one of my favorite movies, but I just couldn’t concentrate.
Caleb’s hand stopped moving, I felt him turn towards me as his other hand came up to cradle my face. Turning my face towards him, he touched his lips to mine and sucked on my bottom lip. I gasped and he took the opportunity to slip his tongue between my lips. I heard us both moan as he continued to devour my lips.
After a few moments of passionate kissing, he got up off of the couch and picked me up without breaking the connection of our lips. He carried me back to his bedroom, where he lay me down on his bed and did his best to take care of the ache between my legs.
The next morning we were woken by a banging noise that echoed throughout the apartment. Caleb groaned before getting up and throwing on his boxers and a pair of gym shorts. He walked out into the living room. “Josh, what the fuck are you doing?” I heard him yell as he walked down the hallway.
Deciding to get up, I looked at my phone to see what time it was. Holy shit, it was almost noon! How in the hell did we sleep that late when we’d gone to bed pretty early last night? No wonder Josh was already home. Emily would probably be back in a few hours.
I crawled out of bed and threw on a t-shirt and a pair of pajama shorts. I knew the bruises were almost gone, but not wanting to give Josh a reason to ask any questions, I put a little concealer on and headed out to the living room. When I got there I realized that not only was Josh out there, but Andrew and Nick were there as well. Shit! I hadn’t seen Nick since the night of the fight.
“So, this is what you’ve been doing all week,” Andrew surmised conspiratorially.
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I felt the blush heat my cheeks and if I had to bet on it, I would say that my face was probably crimson by now.
“Don’t be an asshole,” Caleb scowled and came over to put his arm around me. I could see Nick was upset by all of this. I knew he liked me—he’d told me so at the bar that night. I liked Nick, but I just didn’t have the same feelings for him that I had for Caleb.
“Hey Angie, how was your break?” Josh asked with a smile.
I smiled back. “It was better than I expected.”
He looked between Caleb and me and nodded his head. “So, I guess you two are together now, huh?”
Caleb squeezed me tighter. “Yes and I’m not sorry I stayed home with her.”
Andrew looked me up and down, assessing me. I blushed again. “No one came blame you for that.”
“Andrew, if you don’t stop eye-fucking my girlfriend, I’m gonna beat the shit out of you,” he half joked, half threatened.
Andrew threw his hands in the air, palms outwards in a gesture of surrender. “Calm down man, no harm done…but you have to admit she’s fucking gorgeous.”
Were they kidding me? Were they really going to sit here and have this conversation with me in the room? I was already uncomfortable with Nick sitting there watching me.
“Andrew…” Caleb warned.
Josh burst out laughing, and I couldn’t help but giggle as I leaned into Caleb’s side. Once Josh got control of himself he asked, “Who wants breakfast?”
“Breakfast? It’s noon,” I scoffed.
Josh looked at me like I was crazy. “Who doesn’t love breakfast anytime?”
“I’m in,” Andrew volunteered.
Nick was now looking less hurt, and more pissed. “Sure, whatever.”
Josh looked over to us waiting on an answer. “You guys wanna come?”
Caleb looked down at me. “What do you say, breakfast on me?”
I smiled, he’d taken care of everything all week. “Sure, but you have to let me pay.”
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