by Autumn Brown
He nodded, then pulled me close to his chest. “Taylor, I love you so much.” He whispered to me.
Spencer POV.
Damn. That felt so good. I never in a million years thought that touching would feel so good. It was the best feeling in the world. I was so upset last night when I went to Taylor’s house and found Jose there. I thought my existence with Taylor was over. I was so scared that Jose was going to steal Taylor away from me. He was known as having the best body in school. They even voted him best physique in the yearbook this year.
I thought Taylor would go running back to him when he said he wanted her back. Most girls would have. Most girls have. He’d done so many girls at school wrong, and they kept coming back to him. Not Taylor. Thank God. I wanted her forever, especially after a few minutes ago. I wanted that forever. My first sexual experience with a girl. I couldn’t even imagine that it got better than that. Of course, I’m sure it did. That was just the beginning.
Taylor made her way to the bathroom after our encounter. I walked her to her History class. I kissed her really well. I felt so much closer to her now than I did yesterday. Now, I felt like she was mine. Totally mine. “See you after History?” I asked her. I hoped I was forgiven for my beyond rude behavior last night. I’d never doubt her again.
“Absolutely.” She said with a smile.
I hoped there was more of that at lunch time. I was prepared for sex with Taylor the day she kissed me, but I knew she wasn’t ready. I’d been holding off all this time. Maybe she was ready now. I hoped so. Boy did I hope so. It was so hard to concentrate in all of my morning classes. All I could think about was Taylor touching me, and how I wanted that again. I was getting hard thinking about it, in fact.
At lunch, Taylor drove us to the parking lot where we usually made out during our lunch hour. Yes! I pulled her over to my side of the car onto my lap. It was our usual routine. I immediately attacked her mouth. I wanted her to know that I was all in. I wanted it all. I wanted her hand down my jeans again, but I didn’t want to force it there and look like a horn dog. Maybe she was waiting for me to make the next move.
I carefully slid my hands up the back of her shirt as I kissed her. I rubbed her back. I loved the feel of her skin. She didn’t stop me. I brought my hands around to the front, and rubbed her stomach. I slipped my thumbs up inside her bra. She didn’t stop me. I circled her nipples with my thumbs. Damn, I was getting hot. I kept rubbing as I kissed her intensely. She kissed me with her entire mouth. She was such a great kisser. Not that I had anyone to compare her to, but I knew from the guys that she’d dated that she was considered one of the best kissers. She was also known as the last remaining virgin. I hoped to remedy that really soon.
I was so in love with this girl. I loved being with her, touching her, kissing her. This kind of touching was the best though. I could do this all day long. I worked my way to the back of her bra, and unhooked it. This was heaven. I rubbed her tits even more, even deeper, even stronger. I was getting really hard. Damn, please don’t let me come again so soon. I wanted more. So much more. I used one hand to hold out her shirt so I could see down inside it. Damn she was beautiful. I kissed a trail down between her tits. I gave her a hickey on one side. It wouldn’t be visible to her parents. She got in a lot of trouble for hickeys.
“I love you, Taylor.” I said to her between kisses. I kissed her on the lips again. “Are we going to have sex soon?”
“I don’t know.” she answered.
“Don’t you love how this feels?” I asked her as I rubbed her tits again. “I really do.”
I could barely speak. I was so overheated right now.
“I do.” she whispered to me. “But I’m not sure I want more. Well, I want more, but I don’t want to want more.”
I stopped kissing her and looked into her eyes. “Tell me what that meant.” I laughed at her.
“It’s wrong. If my mom knew that I was even thinking about sex, she’d lock me up and throw away the key.”
“What do you want, Taylor?” I asked her as I held her face, forcing her to look at me. I wanted to see her face when she answered me.
“I want more.” She said to me.
Yes! My world just flipped upside down. “How much more?”
“I’m not sure.” she said.
Darn it. More waiting. I could wait. Well I had to wait. I had no choice in the matter. She wasn’t ready. I quit kissing her. I had to stop. I was getting too heated.
“What’s wrong?” she asked alarmed.
“I need to stop, Taylor.”
“You’re going to dump me now. Aren’t you?” she asked as she looked in my eyes. Her face was full of fear.
I wrapped my arms around her to reassure her. How could she think that I’d dump her? “No. I’m never going to dump you. I love you, Taylor.”
“Why did you stop then?” she asked.
She was too naïve. I never thought I’d be able to teach a girl anything about sex. I was the school’s last virgin guy, I think. “Remember what happened this morning? I don’t want that to happen again.”
She smiled at me, then leaned back against the car door. “Did you want it to happen this morning?” She asked in a little girl’s voice. She was so cute.
“No.” I laughed at her. “You got me too excited. You’ve done that to me once before. That first night on my bed.”
She smiled and nodded to me. She knew exactly what she’d done to me that night.
Taylor hooked her bra, then drove us back to school. I went to my auto shop class, still thinking about Taylor. It seemed that’s all I did lately. Jose was in my auto shop class. There were four teams, and each had a car to work on. He walked over to our car and stood in front of it. I knew he wanted to say something. I waited.
“Do you even know what you have?” he asked me.
Ronnie, Sam, and Dwayne stepped aside as if there was going to be some action.
I assumed he was asking about the car that my team was working on. “A seventy Chevelle.”
“I was talking about your girlfriend. Miss Cherry herself.” Jose said snidely.
“Don’t talk about Taylor that way.” I warned him.
Please let him say one more word. I wanted to deck him so badly for what he did last night. And, what he’d been saying around school about how he was going to steal her away from me. As if I wasn’t even in the picture. Last night it bothered me. I thought I was about to lose her. Today I knew I wasn’t going to lose her.
“You’re right. I should say nice things about her. Like how great her tits are. She let me feel them one night. She wouldn’t go any further than that though. Damn I wanted her that night. You’d better get used to being teased. She won’t ever go all the way.”
“Jose, I warned you. Don’t say shit about her. She’s my girlfriend and you’re not going to talk about her like she’s some kind of a slut. You know she’s not. Everyone knows she’s not.”
My group stood up to get a better view of the action they thought was about to take place. His group gathered around as well.
“You haven’t popped her cherry yet. You won’t. She’s saving it for me.” he said with a sly smile.
Damn. He was being totally crass and rude beyond words. I was so pissed. He would never touch her. I could feel the anger rising in me. I couldn’t stand the thought of him kissing her and putting his hands on her. I hated thinking that she’d let him. I wondered if he was lying just to get me to hit him. I laughed at him. “She’d rather die than let you near her again.”
“Yah right! You’re just foreplay, Spencer. A pity project. Do you think she’d ever actually have sex with you?” Jose asked. “I promise you, I will get that cherry.”
I decked him. I couldn’t control myself. I threw him against the side of the Chevelle, and decked him again. It happened so fast that I didn’t really know what was happening. I heard yelling from the guys in the garage. I grabbed his T-shirt at the neck. Blood was spilling on it. “Don’t you go
near her!” I threatened him.
Mr. Gutson walked up about that time. “Boys, is there a problem here?” he asked.
“No.” I told him, then let Jose’s shirt go. I started to turn away.
He started laughing. “She’s about to dump you, and come running back to me. You stupid purple faced bastard.”
Gee. Like I hadn’t heard that one before. Did he think that if he made fun of my face that I’d turn and run away? I turned toward him just to show him that I wasn’t scared of him. Mr. Gutson stepped between us. “Take it off school property boys. I don’t want to have to turn you two in.”
I walked to the locker area and pulled off my work clothes. I pulled on my jeans. Jose and the rest of the guys did the same. I tried not to look his way, but he was staring at me with a smug smile on his face. Damn, I wanted to hit him again. I wanted to smash his face into the lockers. I restrained myself.
I walked out of the garage and to Senior Pole, where I usually waited on Taylor to join me. Jose was waiting beside me, along with Dwayne and Ronnie. I could tell the guys thought there was about to be some action. Usually when you don’t know what’s coming, it has to do with you. Taylor walked up to us. She saw Jose’s face, then her mouth dropped open. He still had blood dripping from his nose.
“Damn, Jose. What happened to you?” she asked him.
“Ask your boyfriend.” he said to her as he tossed his head my way.
What a baby! So that was his game. He was going for the pity play. She looked at me, her mouth was still open. She raised her eyebrows at me, telling me that said she wanted an answer.
“I hit him.” I told her. She would hear the story soon enough anyway.
She grabbed my hand immediately and looked at my knuckles. “Are you okay?” she asked me.
I laughed at her. “I love you, Taylor.” I said to her. I did love her, but I was saying this one for Jose’s benefit. I turned and walked off with her in my arm. Take that one, prick.
“I love you, too.” she said to me.
I only hoped that Jose heard that one. I wanted him to hear that one. I led Taylor to another one of our little make out spots. I kissed her as I pushed her against the wall.
She pushed me away slightly, so she could talk to me. “Do you want to tell me what that was about?” she asked me.
I shook my head. “Some things you don’t need to know.”
“Zane will tell me.” she said defiantly.
“He wasn’t there.” I told her smugly.
“No, but he’ll be finding out right about now. And, I’ll ask him in English, which we just happen to have next, together. We sit at the same desk. So you tell me, or he will.” She threatened playfully.
She had me there. She would find out. Zane would tell her. “He said he was going to pop your cherry.” I almost whispered to her. I hated saying those words out loud to her.
Her mouth dropped open, then her face filled with anger. “Did you hit him hard?”
“Twice.” I told her. I was so proud to tell her that I’d hit him for her. I hadn’t hit a guy in years. I’d gone through a violent stage right after my parents died, getting into several fights at school. Aunt Janel sent me to counseling. I hated it, so I stopped getting into fights.
She kissed me on the lips softly. I loved her lips. “Thanks.”
“He also said that he felt your tits.” I ventured there. I hated myself for wanting to know, but I needed to know. I watched her face.
Her face flooded with total guilt. I knew Jose was telling the truth now. I doubted it before, but now I knew. I pulled away from her and put my arms to my side. I was so upset that he’d actually put his hands on her. I hated the fact that she’d let him. Damn, I wished so badly that he was lying. I started to walk away. I knew I wasn’t being fair to her, but I couldn’t help myself right now.
She grabbed me by the arm and pulled me back toward her. I looked at her face. “Not like you did.” she said.
“What does that mean? There’s only one way, Taylor.” I told her. I wasn’t giving in. I felt like she’d cheated on me, even though I didn’t really know her when she was dating him.
“Not under.” She clarified for me. “I stopped him before he got that far. And, I’ve never touched his…”
She stopped speaking before she embarrassed herself. I smiled at her. Damn that made me feel so good. Jose didn’t get under her bra like I had today at lunch. And, she’d never touched his dick. I was jealous of him for having sex already, but he hadn’t had sex with Taylor. That made me feel better about things. I kissed her, then we went our separate ways.
I ran into Jose again on the way to my Chemistry class. “How’d that work out for you?” I asked him snidely. I had to rub it in. I hated this guy. “You know? If it was anyone but Taylor that play might have worked.”
He pushed me up against the lockers. No words, just an incredibly threatening look. I laughed at him. I knew he wouldn’t hit me out here in the open. We’d get reported, and we’d both be benched from the games. He’d never risk getting benched from the games. He was going for a football scholarship. That was his only shot at college. He wasn’t going to earn any other kind of scholarship.
“Remember what I told you.” he threatened me.
I laughed again as he walked off to his next class. I was feeling pretty cocky. Taylor loved me. I knew she didn’t love him. I didn’t know why she loved me, but I was so glad that she did.
After school, I usually lifted weights with the team, and ran. I couldn’t actually practice with them yet. Another couple of weeks and I’d be back to normal. After practice, we talked with Zane and Mary for a few minutes, then I drove to my house. I liked driving Taylor’s car, and she didn’t mind me driving it. She’d even added me to her insurance as a driver. We walked in my house and I called out to my aunt. “Aunt Janel. We’re home.”
I didn’t bring Taylor in every night, but several times a week. Todd and Janel were getting to know her really well, and they really liked her. I didn’t hear an answer. I checked the garage. Todd’s car was gone. Maybe they left to go somewhere. We walked in the kitchen to find a note stuck to the fridge. “Out to a work party. Be back around ten.”
“That sounds like fun.” Taylor said.
I grabbed her around the waist. “You know what sounds like even more fun?” I kissed her on the neck.
“No. What?” she asked, kissing me back.
“Making out with the girl I love, on my bed.” I picked her up and carried her to my bedroom. A couple of weeks ago, this would have scared her. Today, she was a little more at ease with me. I lied her on my bed, then lied down beside her. We faced each and kissed for a while. I rolled her to her back, then put my hands under her shirt. She was wearing a T-shirt and shorts. I tugged at her shirt. “Take this off.”
I was chancing it. I knew that. She pulled her shirt off over her head. I put my hand under her bra and rubbed. I kept kissing her. Damn, it felt so good to be rubbing her. I was getting so hot touching her. “Do you want the bra off, too?” she asked between kisses.
Oh, that was a stupid question. “Yes.” I whispered to her, even though I could barely speak.
She slid the shoulder straps off and slid it down to her stomach. I’d never seen her naked before. I could only stare at her. She was so beautiful. I’d seen several pictures of naked girls before, on the internet and in the locker room, but Taylor was the prettiest one I’d ever seen. She turned the bra around and unhooked it. “Take your shirt off.” She said.
I pulled my shirt off, then placed my chest on top of hers. Oh man, I loved the feel of her tits against my bare chest. It felt too good. I was getting harder. I wanted sex with Taylor so much. It was hard to contain myself. I knew I had to. It was her choice how far we went. All I could do was go along for the ride. Of course, I could coax her some. “I love this, Taylor. Can we go further?” I asked her.
She shook her head. Darn it. I continued kissing her. I slid my hand to the front of her
shorts. I tried to slide it down inside her shorts, but she stopped me with her own hand.
“I loved it when you touched me this morning. Let me make you feel good too.” I explained myself. I did want her to feel the same thing I’d felt this morning. Of course, I wouldn’t mind feeling it again myself. But then again, I was about to feel it again anyway. I slid my hand down to her shorts again. I rubbed her stomach right above her shorts, then tried to slide my hand inside again.
She stopped me dead in my tracks, with a slap to my hand, then she held my hand. “I can’t, Spencer. I’m on my period.” She said.
Damn! I pulled my hand away quickly. I wouldn’t be trying that again anytime soon. “I’m sorry.” I said to her. I kissed her again. I can’t believe she just told me that. Wasn’t that a little too much information? Of course, I was trying to slide my hand down there. That would have been even more embarrassing for her, I guessed. But even more embarrassing than when I came all over her hand this morning? Maybe I wasn’t being fair. I didn’t know a lot about girls’ periods. I never needed to know much. I knew it came once a month for about a week. “How much longer?”
