To Claim His Girl

by Sam Crescent

  He teased over her clit, and at the same time, he slid his hands up her body, cupping her tits.

  She loved it, and wanted a hell of a lot more. Glancing down between her thighs, she saw his head moving and his tongue as he licked through her slit. Crying out, she screamed his name as he worked her body like it belonged to him, like he knew every little secret she possessed, and the truth was, he did.

  “Eli?”

  “Come for me, Aria. Come all over my face so I can taste how damn sweet you are.”

  She gripped the bed to help stabilize her from Eli’s tongue. He sent her hurtling over the edge, making her lose her mind, and all focus. Her first orgasm shook her very core, and before it was even over, she knew she wanted it again. It only lasted for a handful of seconds, and yet she understood why her friends loved them, and constantly talked about them.

  When it was over, Eli sat back, licking his lips. She lifted herself so that she was sitting on the bed, right in front of him.

  “Happy birthday, baby.”

  “Thank you.”

  “What did you think?”

  “I want to do it again,” she said, smiling.

  “I’ll gladly lick your pretty pussy all day long.” He stood up, bringing her eye to eye with his cock. The length was long, thick, and pressing against the front of his pants.

  “Would you like me to repay you? Help you take care of that.” She pointed at his dick.

  “Do you want to?”

  “Yeah. You don’t want to go all the way. It’s the least I can do.”

  “Okay.” He unbuttoned his jeans and pulled down the zipper, lowering his jeans. His cock sprang forward, and nothing she had seen on television or in the biology books could have prepared her for seeing it in the flesh. He was real. “Touch me, Aria.”

  Wrapping her fingers around the length, she felt how smooth and hard he was, completely different from how she imagined he would be.

  He let out a sigh.

  “Am I doing this right?” she asked.

  “It feels amazing, babe. You have no idea what your touch does to me.”

  She stared at his cock, and then, covering the tip with her mouth, she sucked him in.

  “Holy fuck!” His fingers went to her hair, sinking into the length, and gripping them tightly. “Don’t use your teeth, not yet.”

  Eli guided her, telling her exactly what to do as she worked over the length of his cock.

  Glancing up at him, she saw the veins sticking out of his neck as he tried to control it. Cupping his balls, she flicked over the tip, bobbed her head, and he cursed, stepping back. He pulled out of her mouth, grabbed his shirt, and covered his dick.

  She watched him explode all over the shirt.

  ****

  “You know your parents are going to stop you, right? If not yours, Eli, yours will,” Rachel said, pointing at Aria.

  “I’m eighteen now. I can do what I want.”

  “What if they kick you out?” Chris asked.

  They were at the lake with a birthday picnic spread out before them. He’d made sure their friends had known what to bring, and how to make it special.

  “Then she’ll come and live with me,” Eli said. “It’s that simple. My dad will understand, and I know he likes Aria.” He gripped the back of her neck.

  “Still, getting married at such a young age. Don’t you think that’s a little … much?” Branson asked.

  “We’re not getting married right away,” Aria said, looking over her shoulder. They’d had time to talk about it on the way over. They would get married as soon as they finished college. Neither of them wanted to start a family soon either, so that would wait until they were both ready.

  “Then why get engaged?” Mary asked.

  “Because I know that she’s the only girl for me,” Eli said. “I love her, always have. Only being away from her made me realize how much I missed her, and how much she’d come to mean to me.”

  “You’re going to need to call your father as backup,” Chris said. “I take it you’re both going to her home after our little party, and going to tell her father?”

  “That’s the plan. Hopefully it’ll stop any kind of shitty matchmaking.”

  “And wipe the smug smile off Wayne’s face when we go to school next week. I can’t stand that guy.”

  “Me neither.”

  Eli pulled her close, offering her his warmth.

  Chris stood, held up his beer bottle, and dinged it with a spoon. “I propose a toast.”

  “It’s not a wedding, you don’t have to make a fool out of yourself yet,” Rachel said, laughing.

  “So, it’s a birthday, and I want to make a speech.”

  They all lifted their beer bottles in the air, and Eli kissed her cheek.

  “So, Aria, first I wanted to wish you a very happy birthday. We’re all so happy for you to be old enough to finally screw.”

  “Not that it stopped us,” Branson said, laughing.

  He felt her chuckling along with them.

  “I consider you an amazing person, a sweetheart, and I’m glad that we all survived the school system to stay friends. You two were always meant to be together. We all know that. It has always been that way, and I for one, am glad, and a little saddened that Eli got to the proposals first. Never one to be outdone.” Chris turned, and lowered down on one knee. “Rachel, will you marry me?”

  “Is this a joke?” Rachel asked.

  “Give the guy a break,” Eli said.

  “Come on, we can marry whenever we want. Our parents are happy with us being together. My stepmom adores you,” Chris said.

  “So did the last two stepmoms. You go through them really quickly.” Rachel was smiling, and Eli saw the tears in her eyes.

  “Well, will you?” Chris asked.

  “Yes. I will.” Rachel held her hand out as he slid the ring onto her finger.

  “What about you? Are you going to propose?” Eli asked, looking at Branson.

  Branson moved toward Mary, wrapped his arms around her, and smiled. “We may as well tell them.”

  “Are you sure?”

  “Yeah. We’re friends.” Branson turned toward them. “We’re pregnant.”

  Everyone turned toward the couple. Mary’s face was bright red.

  “You’re going to be parents?” Aria asked.

  “Our parents know,” Mary said. “We told them this morning. We didn’t want to wait around, and also, they’ve already agreed that we can get married.”

  “I bet your parents went crazy.”

  “They’re not thrilled. Of course they’re not, but it happened, and now we have to deal.” Mary rubbed Branson stomach. “We were careful though, or at least we thought we were careful.”

  Eli saw they were scared. “We’ll always be here, together.”

  “Dad’s putting me in his company. After graduation I start from the bottom, and gain experience,” Branson said. “It’s fine for me. I’ve always been a hands-on kind of guy. You know.”

  Eli nodded. Out of all of them, Branson had never had the dream of going away to college.

  “We’re making this year the most memorable,” Aria said, with a smile. “Talk about gossip.”

  “We’ll handle it. We always do.”

  Later that evening after they finished the food, and blew out the candles on the cake, Eli and Aria made their way to her home. He sensed how nervous she was, and he held her hand, hoping to put her mind at ease.

  “I’m worried,” she said.

  “They can’t do anything, babe. I won’t let them. You’re eighteen now. There’s nothing they can do.”

  Parking up outside of her parents’ house, Eli kissed her hand, and climbed out of the car. Before he got around to her side of the car, she was already out, and he took her hand, holding her close.

  The moment they entered her home, Harvey Dean was there, shouting. “Where the hell have you been? I’ve got the biggest deals going on that requires your cooperation, and you’r
e behaving like a spoilt girl.”

  “Harvey, enough,” Lisa said.

  “No. I’m not even through with you yet. You think you can do whatever the hell you want, well it stops now. You’ve got a job—”

  “Eli has asked me to marry him,” Aria said.

  The room went silent.

  “I’ve said yes.”

  Harvey threw his head back, and started laughing.

  “No, you’re going to marry Wayne. I didn’t get all this far to fail now.”

  “Not happening, Harvey.” Aria squeezed Eli’s hand.

  “I can stop you.”

  “Fine. There’s nothing to stop me walking right out of here. You have no control over my life.”

  Her father paused.

  “I’m eighteen. Any hold you had on me is gone. Legally, I don’t even have to remain here.” She looked back at Eli. “Can I stay with you?”

  “Sure.”

  Aria turned back to her father. “You’re done controlling me. You’re done having a say over my life, and taking charge when you have no right to do so. This is my life, and I’m going to live it my way, and it’s not going to be with you constantly looking over my shoulder, or telling me who to marry. Arranged marriages are archaic. I was a baby.”

  “I’ll lose everything.”

  “You should only be worried about losing me.” She released his hand. “I’m going to grab some of my things.”

  “I’ll wait here for you.”

  Pushing his hands into his jeans pocket, Eli stared at Harvey Dean.

  “I always knew you’d cause trouble.”

  “I love your daughter, which is more than I can say about you. You wanted to sell her off, use her as collateral in a business deal even before she was old enough to think for herself. Aria needs a father who can care. Not an asshole who only sees the next business deal. Her kid going to be on the firing line next?” Eli asked.

  “You little shit.”

  “I said enough!” Lisa, her mother, said. “I’ve had it. Okay. Our daughter has lived with you long enough, and your overbearing tendencies. I’m done with your cheating ways, and your greed. You’re not a good man, Harvey.” Lisa turned to him. “If she needs anything, anything at all, call me.”

  “I will.”

  Aria was back with a couple of bags. She didn’t say anything to her parents, and they left, heading home to his place.

  “This is bad,” she said. “I just walked out of my parents’ home.”

  “You’re going to be fine, babe. You’ve got me, and we’ve got each other.”

  At his home, Eli once again took her hand as they made their way toward his parents to face off with them.

  “Son, what’s going on? Harvey Dean has threatened to sue my ass, and ruin me,” Larry Waters said, coming down the corridor with his wife in tow.

  “It’s a little complicated,” he said. “Aria and I are getting married. We’re engaged to be married.”

  Aria held up her hand, showing them the ring.

  “Oh,” Tania said.

  “I love her, Mom, and she loves me. There’s no one else I’ll ever want.”

  “You’re sure about this?” Tania asked. “Marriage is a big decision, and you’re eighteen.”

  “That’s how old you were when you had me, and Dad, you knew within three days that you wanted her. I’ve known Aria fifteen years. We’ve grown up together. I’ll do whatever you want.”

  “Harvey is not a good man.”

  “He tried to marry me off to a businessman’s son,” Aria said. “I had no decision in that. I don’t want to cause any of you trouble. I love Eli. I really do, and I only want what is best for him. If you want me to leave, I’ll go home, but I won’t stop loving him.”

  “We will be together.”

  “You should have known, Larry, this would happen,” Tania said. “I always knew you two would end up together.”

  “How?” Eli asked.

  “The way you were. As friends, all six of you, you sort of gravitated to the person you liked best. You were always around Aria. It was so sweet.” Tania kissed his cheek. “She can stay here, and we can handle the Deans. Lisa has already been in touch. It’s just a matter of time before we settle this.”

  “Can she stay here?” Eli asked. “Separate room. No rules broken.”

  “Welcome to the family, Aria,” Larry said after several seconds of hesitation.

  Chapter Nine

  They were the gossip of the school, and there was a lot of crap posted up about them. If Eli, Chris, or Branson saw anyone actually doing it, they dealt with them swiftly, without getting caught. She was finally free from her parents and with the guy she loved more than anything. She got a job to support herself. She worked every day after school, even though Eli hated it.

  She got a job at the library, which wasn’t so bad. In between dealing with customers, and sorting through the books, she was able to study. Chris and Rachel actually got married at Christmas time. Neither of them wanted to wait, and it was a double wedding with Branson and Mary.

  Sticking by each other through thick and thin. She was their maid of honor, and of course, Eli was their best man.

  In the new year, Mary did start to show with her pregnancy. She wasn’t the only one who had gotten knocked up. One of the cheerleaders was also pregnant. Soon Aria and Eli became old news.

  Sitting in the school library, Aria was working on her English assignment when Eli sat down beside her.

  “Hey, babe,” he said.

  She held a finger up, and finished typing the last of her sentence, saving it, and turning to him.

  “Finished?” he asked.

  “Yep. You know how difficult it is after you’re brought out of your flow. I thought you were home sick today?”

  “I am.”

  She reached out, touching his head. “You’re really sick. You need to learn to rest.”

  “My girl wouldn’t stay home with me.”

  “That’s because I didn’t want to get sick, and I still have to work. You’re supposed to be studying anyway, so why are you here?” she asked.

  He held out two white envelopes. They had both agreed on the same college, and had already taken their interviews. Providing their grades were good, they would be transferring just an hour away. Neither of them wanted to leave their friends. With Mary and Branson staying near Blythe Ridge to raise their child with family, it was where they were all going to stay.

  “Did you open yours?” she asked.

  “We agreed to open them together.” He held his envelope up. “See, I’ve not opened it.”

  “Okay.” She let out a breath. “Let’s go.”

  They tore into their letters, and together read out what they said.

  “We’ve been accepted into the same college.”

  “This is cause for a celebration.”

  When he went to kiss her lips, she turned her head. “I love you, Eli, I do, but I don’t like throwing up. The only celebration you’re going to be doing is the kind that involves resting, television, and some medicinal drink.” She turned off her computer, and urged him up. “Come on. I’ll take you home.”

  She put her files away in her bag, and helped him toward the car. Easing him in the front, she sat behind the wheel, starting up his baby.

  “I’ve never let a chick drive my car,” he said.

  “I’m the exception then.” She pulled out of the parking lot, and drove down the long road.

  “What did happen to your car?” he asked.

  “Oh, I, erm, put it into a tree.”

  “A tree?” he asked.

  “I was not feeling all that great. You’d been gone a couple of months. I was missing you, and I looked longingly at our spot near the lake, and bam. Car, tree, dead car. I wasn’t allowed another because I wasn’t concentrating. Scared?”

  “No. I’m in the front seat right beside you.”

  “Yeah, and we’ve been dating for what, six months now, and so far I’m
still a virgin.”

  “A very aroused, touched up virgin. I don’t leave you alone. I always take care of your needs,” he said. “And if you want to be technical, it has been five months. I wasn’t touching you before you were eighteen.”

  He did take care of her needs. All of them. If she was ever horny, or even when she wasn’t, he was there. He’d shown her a lot of talents he possessed with his hands, his mouth, and even his dick, but all of which meant she was still a virgin. Her favorite was the time they were both naked, and he placed his cock between the lips of her pussy, and slid between her thighs. The friction, the touch of his cock against her clit, had sent her over the edge, as had he.

  Still, it wasn’t sex. She couldn’t complain either. There had been a few times that she had called a halt to full on sex. Even though Eli was her entire world, she just wasn’t ready. She couldn’t even explain it. She wanted it, and yet it was next to impossible to take that next step.

  Rachel and Mary had told her it wasn’t her fault either way, nor was it Eli’s. When they were ready, it would just happen. But Aria didn’t know anymore. If he really wanted her, wouldn’t he want to actually do the whole deed?

  “Forget I said anything.” It wasn’t like he could do anything today.

  “I want you, Aria,” he said. “I want it to be perfect for you.”

  “Have you ever thought that there isn’t a right time? No full moon, or weird cycle is going to make the experience any less painful, and I’m not going anywhere. I get it will suck the first time. Maybe even the second and third, but after that, I expect you to make it up to me. No pressure.” She pulled into the driveway, and turned off the ignition before looking at him. “I don’t need perfect. I just need you, and I can’t even believe I’m nagging about this. Do you think I’m nagging?” Her cheeks were getting warmer by the second.

  “You look sexy as hell when you’re embarrassed.”

  “I never thought I’d be begging a guy for sex.” Opening the car door, she rounded to his side, and helped him out.

  Ever since her parents, or more importantly, her father, had been out of her life, she’d been able to flourish, to love life, and to even believe in the love she had with Eli. He made her believe that everything and anything was possible if she only allowed herself to imagine it.