The Single Game

by Amanda Black

  There were times when I felt like we had known each other forever. We could talk on the phone for hours without realizing it, and always had more to say. It would blow my mind every time I had to remind myself that we had only started really talking less than a week ago.

  Logan was quickly becoming the best friend I’d ever had.

  But that didn’t change the fact that I constantly wanted to rip his clothes off and attack him.

  Our next opportunity to be alone didn’t present itself until Saturday night. We’d managed to arrange a movie night at Devon’s house like Logan suggested, and all three couples got together to argue over what movies we wanted to watch and cuddle in the dark.

  I don’t know why we argued—the movie we put in was essentially ignored. We talked and laughed over it and paid way more attention to our significant others.

  It started out innocently enough. Unlike Amy and Zoe, I actually tried to watch the movie, cuddled up next to Logan on the couch—until he took my hand in the dark. It was a simple, sweet gesture that made me feel all warm and cozy inside. Before long he began stroking the tips of his fingers inside my palm in slow, lazy circles.

  I don’t know what it was about that touch, but it sent flames straight through me. I felt like he was touching all of my most intimate places at once, and he was only holding my hand. With each drag of his skin against my own, a violent shiver would run down my spine, settling between my legs and making me throb.

  “Uh, sorry, guys, but we need to get going,” I blurted out, sitting up suddenly.

  “But why?” Amy whined. “The movie’s not even over yet!”

  “I lost track of the time…and I promised my parents that I wouldn’t be out too late.” I glanced over at Logan, who was looking at me with concern. As far as he knew, I still had over two hours before I needed to be home.

  “Dude, that sucks,” Owen mumbled around a mouthful of Cheetos.

  Devon didn’t have anything to add, since he’d already fallen asleep with his head in Zoe’s lap. But Zoe smiled at me knowingly, running her fingers through his hair.

  “Eden, you never said anything about leaving so—”

  “Give her a break, Amy,” Zoe interrupted, shooting her a look.

  Amy blinked a few times before looking back at me, then over at Logan. “Oh, uh, yeah. Sure. When you gotta go, you gotta go, I guess.”

  “Thanks for understanding. Sorry to bail so early.” I stood up, happy that Logan was at my side in an instant. We made our way to the stairs, and when we were halfway up I heard Amy’s voice following after me.

  “You better call me tomorrow!”

  “Uh huh,” I said noncommittally. I knew she would be fishing for details and I was making no promises.

  We slipped quietly out the side door by the garage, and just as Logan started to ask me if something was wrong I shoved him up against the side of the house and covered his lips with my own. He responded quickly, letting out that irresistible whimper and wrapping his large hands around my waist to pull me even tighter against him.

  I kissed him until I was lightheaded, sliding my tongue over and around his, loving the way he tasted. Our bodies squeezed together more firmly, rubbing back and forth until I could feel his hardness growing against my stomach.

  I broke away from him with a loud gasp. “Take me somewhere!”

  “Oh, God…where?” he panted, kissing and nipping at the base of my neck.

  “Anywhere we can be alone… I’ve missed you so much this week. I need to touch you.”

  Logan thought for a moment. “I think I know a place,” he said quickly, grabbing my arm and dragging me to the car.

  We drove for a while, heading outside of town. I had no idea where we were going, but as long as we were alone together I couldn’t care less. After about ten minutes he pulled off the main highway, traveling slowly down a few back roads until he reached what looked like a small clearing in the trees.

  “Wow, what is this place?” I asked, looking out the window.

  “Devon and I found it when we were little. We were in Cub Scouts together, and we used to go hiking all the time.” He paused and looked at me. “Before he got sick, that is. After that, we never really made the time for it. I remembered it was here one day a few years ago and started coming out here by myself sometimes. It’s a great place to get away from the world for a while.”

  “I can imagine. It’s not that far from the highway, but it feels like we’re in the middle of nowhere.”

  “You should see this place in the spring,” he smiled. “The field fills up with all these wildflowers.”

  “It sounds beautiful,” I sighed. I was hit with a fuzzy memory, so vague that it could have been mistaken for a dream. “Wait a minute,” I said, looking around and picturing wildflowers everywhere. “I think I’ve been here before…only it was warmer.”

  “Really? When was that?”

  I closed my eyes and thought harder, conjuring up the image of my aunt Lily with an enormous baby belly. She was waddling around slowly and spreading a blanket on the ground for a picnic. I could remember her laughing at something; I think I was trying to do cartwheels for her. I had brought her an armful of wildflowers and we’d sat together while she taught me how to weave the stems together to make a necklace. I could remember putting my little, chubby fingers on her swollen belly and feeling a baby kick for the first time.

  “Eden, why don’t you give this necklace to Uncle Ethan?” she’d asked me as she gathered up some of the trash on the blanket.

  I’d run it over to him excitedly, hopping up and down next to his portable easel until he put down his paintbrush and smiled at me brightly. I remember thinking that he had pretty eyes; they were a light jade-green that I’d never seen before. It wasn’t until later that I realized mine were the same color.

  “Hey there, princess! What have you got there?”

  “It’s a present for you,” I’d said proudly. “We made it!”

  “Well, then you better put it on me,” he’d said with a laugh, bending down. When he’d pulled back with his new makeshift lei in place, he’d glanced over at his wife before smiling again. “Did Aunt Lily tell you that this is our special hiding place?” When I shook my head he’d continued. “Yep, I used to bring her here a lot. But I think it’s been at least a good seven months since we’ve been here. Isn’t that about right, Lil?” he called out to her. She never answered him, though. She had only blushed.

  “I think I was about five,” I answered Logan. “My uncle used to paint here. They brought me with them once.”

  “And here I thought I was bringing you to my secret place. Turns out you found it first.” He leaned over and kissed me sweetly, making my lips tingle as he pulled away.

  “What made you think to bring me out here?” I asked.

  “Well, you said you wanted to be alone. This was the first place that came to mind.”

  “So…now that you have me out here, what do you intend to do with me?” I said with a smirk.

  “I have absolutely no idea,” he laughed, kissing me again. After a moment he pulled back. “Oh, wait!” Before I knew it, he had jumped out and popped the trunk, disappearing behind the back of the car. I heard some rustling around, then the loud slam of the trunk closing. The next thing I knew, he was opening my door and holding out a folded blanket. “Want to watch the stars with me?”

  “Won’t it be cold?”

  “Yeah, but I thought we could keep each other warm.” The smile he gave me was the most amazing mixture of innocence and seduction.

  “Sounds good to me,” I laughed, reaching out to take his offered hand.

  We walked a small distance from the car before he spread the blanket down on the ground. Stretching out next to each other, we looked up at the night sky for a while in silence.

  “Eden,” he finally sighed, turning to face me. “I can’t tell you how happy I am with you. I know we’ve only been together for a week, but it’s been the best week
of my life.”

  “I feel the same way. It’s like I’ve known you forever.” After another minute of silence went by, I scooted closer until we were pressed against each other. “I’m a little chilly,” I said with a smile. “Think you can warm me up?”

  “I can sure as hell try,” he growled, rolling us both over until he had me pinned beneath him.

  The weight of him on top of me felt amazing. So amazing, in fact, that I couldn’t help letting out a deep moan and wrapping my legs around his waist. We kissed deeply, picking up where we’d left off by the garage.

  “Eden!” he gasped between kisses. “Oh, God, Eden, I want you so much!” He pushed and rubbed himself against me as we moved, making me dizzy with need.

  “Oh…oh yes,” I panted, feeling his hands roaming over my body until he shoved my shirt out of the way to kiss and bite my nipples through the lace of my bra.

  “I need, Eden,” he groaned, slipping his hands into the waist of my jeans and unbuttoning them. “I need to make you feel good. Let me make you come.”

  I didn’t say anything; I couldn’t. I was too choked up by all the emotions rocketing through me at once. I was so in love with this boy that it hurt, and I wanted him so badly at the moment that I couldn’t see straight. So I simply nodded and lifted my hips, allowing him to pull my jeans down my legs.

  “All the way off?” I finally squeaked out when he started yanking at my shoes.

  “Yes,” he grunted. “I want to see you. I don’t want anything in the way.” He propped himself up on his side next to me, watching with wonder as his fingers slipped inside my slick folds. “Fuck!” He clenched his eyes shut for a second, taking a few deep breaths. “You’re so wet for me,” he gritted through his teeth.

  He kissed me again, sliding his tongue into my mouth at the same time he slid two long fingers inside me. I moaned loudly, unable to stop myself from grinding into his hand.

  “Does that feel good?” he whispered against my lips, pumping his fingers harder a few times before sitting up to watch more closely. I felt him slide them back out slowly as he watched, only to use those same fingers to spread me wide open. “Oh, God,” he groaned, hunching over me until his ragged breath was in my ear. “Your pussy is so beautiful, baby.”

  “Really?”

  “Fuck yes!” He panted a few times, his head buried in my neck as he continued to stroke my flesh slowly. “Can I…can I kiss you there?”

  “You mean now? Here?” I had been so close, my body beginning to shake, but his request shoved me back from the edge.

  “Please, Eden, you promised me that I could…and I need to taste you so badly!”

  “Okay,” I said timidly, trying to hide my embarrassment. The smile that broke out on his face was enormous. As he repositioned himself down between my legs, I couldn’t help but give him one last reminder. “I’ve never done this before, so don’t ask me if you’re doing it right. I have no idea.”

  “Relax… I just want to make you feel good,” he soothed. I watched as he spread me wide again, leaning forward to give me an experience I’d never had. The closer he got, the harder it was to keep my panicked thoughts from racing.

  Oh, God, did I shave today?

  What if he thinks it stinks?

  What if he thinks it tastes disgusting?

  What if he hates it so much that he’s too traumatized to ever go near a vagina again?

  Every silly worry I could think of flew right out the window at the first stroke of his tongue on my wet flesh.

  “Holy shit!” I cried out and bucked my hips, causing him to stop for a moment.

  “Did I hurt you?” he asked, a worried tone in his voice.

  “No!” I gasped. “God, Logan…keep going!”

  He groaned loudly and buried his face between my legs, lapping at me with long, broad strokes until I thought I might pass out from the pleasure. He took his time exploring different things, seeing how I responded.

  “Close…so close!”

  Logan growled against me, sending the most delicious vibrations through my body, then redoubled his efforts until I was a shaking, screaming mess. The orgasm that tore through me was more intense than anything I had ever felt before, and it seemed to go on forever. When it was finally done, Logan collapsed against my stomach, peppering my belly with lazy kisses.

  I was gasping and panting, trying to catch my breath as I ran my fingers through his hair. “Oh my God, Logan… That was—that was so—holy shit!”

  “I did okay?” he asked shyly, looking up at me for reassurance.

  “That was so much more than okay. That was unbelievable! How did you know what to do?” I knew he was a natural, but this was insane.

  He blushed and looked away. “I’ve, uh…seen my fair share of porn, I guess.”

  “Well, you’re a quick study,” I giggled. As we laid there together in the dark, I knew I had to ask. “Was that okay for you? I mean…did you mind doing that?”

  “Are you kidding me? That was so hot!” He kissed my stomach a few more times before looking up at me with fire in his eyes. “You taste so good, baby. You were driving me crazy with all that screaming.” He smiled sheepishly. “I almost came. I’m still so hard it hurts.”

  “Oh! Well, come here then,” I said, pulling him up and shoving him over until he was lying on his back.

  “No, Eden you don’t have to—”

  “Like hell I don’t,” I interrupted. “There’s no way I can see you this turned on and not help out.” Actually, just the thought of him being so hard for me had me getting hot all over again. I straddled his lap, still naked from the waist down as I unzipped his jeans and bit back a whimper when his erection sprang free.

  “Oh, God, Eden,” he moaned, gripping onto my bare hips almost painfully. “I can’t take seeing you like that—on top of me with your pants off. It’s too much.”

  “Why? Don’t you want me like this?”

  “Shit…you don’t know how much I’ve fantasized about you riding me. I can’t wait until you think we’re ready.”

  At that very moment, something clicked inside me.

  The look on his face was so honest, so accepting. He was laying himself bare before me, owning his need, yet still perfectly fine with letting me set the pace.

  I wanted him.

  Now.

  I’d wanted to wait for the perfect time—when it felt like we’d known each other long enough—but there was no time more perfect than right now, while he was here with me. We had the rest of our lives to learn each other, but tonight was when we would start.

  “Do you have a condom?” I whispered.

  Logan’s eyes grew as big as saucers before he started scrambling for the jeans that were shoved down around his hips. “Pocket,” he grunted, shifting and moving until he produced a small foil packet with trembling fingers.

  I took it from him, looking him in the eye as I went to tear it open. “Is this okay now?” I asked, giving him one last chance to back out if he wasn’t ready.

  “Oh, God.” He gulped loudly, then nodded his head for me to continue.

  I ripped open the foil and placed the slippery circle of latex around the tip of his erection, slowly unrolling it down his length.

  “Why are we doing this now?” Logan asked, his voice shaking as I rose above him to place him at my entrance. His eyes were trained between my legs, just waiting for me to move. “I thought you wanted to wait.”

  “I wanted to wait for the right time…and I’ve never needed you more than I do now. What could be more right than that?”

  “I can’t believe this is really happening,” he gasped, watching as I started to sink down on him slowly. I threw my head back as I took him in, feeling his girth stretching me as I moved.

  It was glorious.

  “Logan,” I moaned. When he was in all the way to the hilt I sat still for a moment, trying to adjust to the feeling of him inside me. I hadn’t done anything in months and there was certainly a lot more to get u
sed to than there had been with Riley.

  “JesusfuckingChrist!” he shouted, digging his fingers into my hips. “It’s so…God, Eden, I never knew—so tight—so good.”

  I leaned over and kissed him gently, trying to calm him down, but the shift in angles caused us both to moan and hum. “Move with me,” I whispered, rocking into him. I slid back on his length a bit, only to sink down again more firmly.

  “Oh, God!” he grunted, bucking his hips sharply in return. “I’m not going to last very long. It’s too much.”

  “I’m not worried about that… Just enjoy it, baby.”

  “But I want you to come, too.”

  “Touch me,” I moaned, leaning back and bringing his hand between us to where we were joined. He didn’t need to be told what to do after that, slipping his thumb against me to rub in tight circles as I started to grind against him harder. “Yessss,” I hissed. It had never been so good for me and we weren’t even done yet.

  “Oh fuck!” He sounded almost scared the closer he got, as if he were afraid that his impending orgasm might very well kill him. “I’m so deep inside you.” He began pumping his hips faster underneath me, rubbing me just the right way as he moved.

  I felt the tremors starting in my legs before they began to spread through my entire body. “Logan,” I whimpered. “I’m so close.”

  “God, baby…yes! Come for me, please!”

  Hearing him begging me like that was the sexiest thing I had ever heard. I quickly went toppling over the edge, and I eagerly took him right over with me, milking him dry.

  “Oh, God, I can feel you!” he cried, pounding into me almost painfully as we both found our release. It was my turn to collapse on his chest, letting him hold me there in the moonlight before the stickiness between our bodies reminded us that we needed to move and clean up.

  Neither of us spoke above a whisper after that until when we returned to the car, afraid to ruin the magic that we’d felt under the stars.

  “Eden, that was…amazing doesn’t begin to describe it.” His voice was so soft and reverent, it almost made me cry. “Thank you.”

  “No, Logan.” I stopped him, leaning over to kiss him sweetly. “Thank you for saving that for me. I’m so happy that you thought I was worth sharing it with.”