Where I Wanna Be

by Vera Roberts

  Now the opportunity was there for him.

  He understood the seriousness of the situation. Faith was giving him a gift she could not give to anyone else and he would forever be the owner of it. No matter what happened between them or what paths they took in their lives, they would always be connected by that one bond. She loved and trusted him enough with her virginity, a gift. He was sure she had opportunity to lose it well before they walked into each other’s lives, and was thankful she chose him.

  Still, Eli didn’t want Faith to do something they both might regret later. “Are you sure?”

  Faith nodded. “I knew I wanted it to be you when I first met you,” she gave a shy smile, “and I don’t want to wait much longer.”

  “We don’t have to go all the way,” Eli suggested, knowing that they just only started kissing not that long ago. “We can make out, fondle a little… I mean we don’t have to go all the way if you don’t want to.”

  Faith scooted closer to Eli, wrapping her legs around his waist. “Are you nervous about taking my virginity, Eli?”

  Memories of his time with Simone flooded Eli’s brain. “I just want to make sure this is something you want. I don’t want you to regret this in a few minutes.”

  “Do you think you’ll regret it in a few minutes?” Faith asked.

  Eli looked into the depths of Faith’s brown eyes. He could honestly say he was crazy in love with her, and he only wanted to look out for her needs and wants for as long as he lived. The problem was he wasn’t supposed to feel that way at his age. He was supposed to be concentrating on graduating high school, going to college, and finally, getting out of New York. He wanted to travel the world, explore places, be with different women, and live a complete bachelor life for as long as he could. Maybe he would settle down sometime in his thirties, have a couple of kids, the picket fence, and the works.

  And then he met Faith and she messed up everything.

  If Eli was going to leave New York, he wanted her to come with him. If he was going to travel the world, he wanted her there by his side looking at the sights and sounds. Simply put, he wanted Faith and only Faith.

  With a heavy heart, he finally spoke to her. “We can take breaks. We won’t do anything you don’t want to do. Anytime you want me to stop, I’ll stop.”

  Faith wrapped a hand around Eli’s head and pulled him in for a kiss. “Enough talking, already.”

  Eli laid Faith back down and kissed her. His lips moved to her neck while his hands roamed over her body. She felt better, softer, more exquisite than he had imagined. He snuck his hand underneath her dress and felt the radiating warmth between her thighs. He crawled his fingers up to her panties, already slightly damp with moisture. He massaged her heat, feeling the nub poke out between the folds.

  “Ooh…Eli…” Faith’s back arched off the blanket.

  He slid a finger inside her panties and began to masturbate her. He inserted one finger inside her tight heat while his thumb massaged her clit. Faith’s sweet nectar instantly coated his fingers and made Eli’s cock rock hard. She slightly rocked her body to meet his fingers, wanting more, while her moans grew louder and louder, encouraging him to not stop.

  Fuck.

  Eli always considered himself to be a good lover and had the reputation to back it up. But with Faith, she made him seem like he was on top of the world. He watched her reaction as he continued to play with her pussy, delighted and turned on at her response. The way her back would arch up from the blanket. The way her lips would purse together as curse words spewed out of her mouth. Eli had to admit being with Faith did cause him to have an ego: he was turning out the innocent preacher’s daughter.

  He sat up a little and removed his shirt and jeans, along with his underwear. Faith glanced up and saw what her boyfriend had to offer. It was big, bigger than she had thought it would be. He wasn’t hung like a horse but she was pretty sure he was above average size, whatever average was. Anticipation and worry crept into her mind. What if it really hurt? Was she doing the right thing? What about the lecture she heard her parents giving her about waiting until marriage? What if people at church found about her rendezvous in the meadows? Would anyone be able to tell by the way she walked?

  She closed her eyes to relieve herself of the assaulting thoughts. She had thought about this moment long and hard and she was going to do it with the man she loved and wanted to be with forever. If she had a slight doubt in her mind that Eli wasn’t the one, she definitely wouldn’t be in the current position she was in.

  Her eyes flew open when she felt a tug on her dress, signaling to take it off. She sat up and let Eli remove the dress over her head. He reached around her back and removed her bra, slowly pulling the straps down her shoulders. “Let me know when you want me to see them,” he whispered.

  “I’m ready,” she nodded as he discarded the bra. Staring back at Eli were two of the most perfect breasts he had ever seen in his life. They reminded him of soft, dark chocolate tear drops. Her nipples instantly hardened upon the cool air caressing them and Eli’s mouth was anxious for a taste. He caressed them both, reveling in the softness of her breasts and in awe of her beauty. He then alternated between the breasts, kissing and caressing one, then the other.

  Faith felt delirious. So many emotions coursed through her body. She wanted more. She needed it all. The sounds coming out of her mouth were something she had never heard of before and didn’t think her body was capable of doing. Feral. Animalistic. Pleasure. Hunger.

  “Fuck, Eli…” she moaned.

  It seemed every moan Faith made, the hotter she became to him. He had to keep reminding himself she was a virgin and everything was new to her. She didn’t have to fake anything. She didn’t have to satisfy his ego. She wasn’t a hood-rat from around the way. She wasn’t a chicken-head he messed with on the weekends. Faith was his girlfriend and potentially the future mother of his children. His future wife. He would treat her differently than the others.

  Eli laid Faith back down and began to kiss down her body, reaching her navel and then to her sex. He nudged her legs open and stared at what was waiting for him. Tender. Virginal. His. He removed her panties and tossed them over to the corner of the blanket with their other clothes before going back to her sex. She was trimmed, wet, and ready for him. Her scent was already intoxicating and he was hooked on her.

  He pulled her close to his face and buried his tongue deep inside her folds. Faith arched off the blanket again, a soft moan escaping her lips as Eli’s tongue swirled around her pearl. His lips gently sucked on it before his tongue found it again, swirling around it like she was his personal lollipop. He didn’t just taste her honey; he devoured and explored her, alternating between his tongue, lips, and fingers.

  Faith’s eyes fluttered and her back arched off the blanket. She found herself rocking back and forth to the motion of his tongue. She reached up and massaged her breasts, softly squeezing the taut nipples as Eli’s tongue swept across her clit over and over. She soon felt quivers in her belly. Her legs began to shake and her breathing was growing increasingly sporadic. She didn’t know what was happening. It felt uncomfortable, but inexplicably she wanted more. Eli pulled her into the depths of pleasure so exquisite, so forbidden she knew she would never be the same.

  “Are you going to cum for me, baby girl?” Eli purred as he rested his head on a thigh and a free hand played with her clit. “I want you to cum all over my tongue.”

  Her first orgasm. No wonder it felt new and different to Faith. She had never had one before and from sex talk by some of her girlfriends, she wasn’t sure if they’d had one, either. She rested a foot on Eli’s shoulder while he continued to pleasure her and before she knew it, she erupted in a loud cry.

  It felt magical, wonderful… like a new drug. She was high, floating and didn’t want to come back down.

  Eli crawled back up to Faith and buried his lips against her neck. “If you want to stop now, we can and I’ll be fine.” He placed a series
of small kisses on her.

  Faith could’ve stopped and that would’ve been fine. She just had her first oral session and orgasm and she probably would’ve been good for a short while until she craved him again. The problem was the short while was really short. She needed Eli now. “I’m ready,” she whispered.

  Eli stopped kissing Faith’s neck and looked at her. “Are you sure?”

  Faith nodded. “Yes. Please.”

  Eli tore open the condom wrapper and slid the condom on his shaft. He then mounted his girlfriend. “I’ll be gentle,” Eli promised. He quickly swallowed and looked down at Faith, who stared back at him with eager eyes. “One last time, are you sure?”

  “Yes.” She answered, with confidence in her voice. “I want this.”

  “Okay.” He sheathed himself inside her and hit the soft toughness of her hymen. He pushed farther in and broke through, causing a gasp from Faith. He again looked down at her and saw she bit her lip and blinked back tears. “I can stop, Faye.” Eli whispered.

  “No, no.” She shook her head. “Please, I want this.”

  “Are you sure?” Eli asked. “We can stop right now and I’ll be okay with it.”

  “No,” she pulled him closer to her, “please, Eli. Please.”

  Eli nodded and pushed more into her, reading her face and moving slowly. She felt like heaven, tightly wrapped around his cock. It was the sweetest heat and Eli felt born-again. It was sweet torture that Eli never wanted to end. Her nails dug deeply into his back while her legs caressed his calves. They kissed slowly, passionately, embracing each other with their lips and tongues as their bodies became one again and again.

  Eli watched Faith’s facial expressions. She would grimace at times but she would smile and nod at him, encouraging him to keep going. He would stop often so they would take a break, enjoying each other and the special moment between them. She was giving him more than just her virginity; she was gifting Eli trust and love. She went from being Daddy’s Girl to Eli’s woman within a matter of minutes. They both knew what was at stake and they both hungered for it.

  When they resumed for the last time, Eli quickly finished. He looked down at his girlfriend, who smiled back at him. “I promise you, it gets much better than this,” he smiled.

  “I believe you,” Faith smiled back.

  Eli rolled off Faith and disposed of the condom. He covered their bodies with an extra blanket as they stared up at the stars, holding each other. “How do you feel, Faye?” He asked.

  “Sore.” She revealed. “I just feel sore.”

  “But emotionally,” he pressed, “do you regret it?”

  Faith turned to her boyfriend. “I don’t regret anything. I wanted it to be with you and I’m firm in my decision.”

  Eli held Faith’s hand within his. “I promise to protect you, Faye. I’m not going to play you. I’m not going to dog you out. I’ll always treat you like a queen.”

  “Pinky-swear it.”

  “What?”

  Faith sat up. “If you mean what you say, then pinky-swear it. A promise is nothing if you don’t pinky-swear it.” She held out a pinky.

  Eli glanced down at Faith’s pinky and back at her. Just when he thought he had her figured out… he interlocked his pinky with hers. “Pinky-swear.”

  “I trust you, Eli. I trust you and I love you. I wouldn’t have given my virginity to you if I didn’t.” She added. “You’ll always own a part of me.”

  Eli wrapped his arms around Faith in a warm embrace. “I’ll always own it.”

  ****

  “Now remember, save some food for your brother,” Nicola instructed her sons around the dinner table, “he was supposed to be here already, but I guess he and Faith are still out on their date.”

  “You snooze, you lose.” Kieran gathered another helping of lasagna.

  “I swear, men starting dating a chick and they don’t know how to act,” Joey put some more salad on his plate, “and they wonder why they’re constantly broke.”

  “You sound like a pimp,” Tony took a sip of lemonade.

  “I ain’t never getting married,” Joey shook his head. “Ever. Gotta give up half of my stuff just so she can have something?”

  “You gotta give up half of nothing?” Kieran joked.

  “Dude, do you not see the car outside?” Joey pointed to the front windows. “Yeah, that Mercedes is mine. Ain’t no woman getting that ride.”

  “Yeah, that ten-year-old, dusty-ass Mercedes is yours,” Nick added. “Father God have mercy on the woman who gets into that ride…”

  “Shhh!” Nicola instructed her sons as she glanced back at the TV. “They’re about to call the numbers!” She picked up a lottery ticket on the way home from work just for fun. It seemed everyone was talking about the huge jackpot—a staggering $300 million. Customers at the diner were talking about it. Her coworkers at the janitorial job were fantasizing about it. It was the biggest news story out of New York in ages.

  “Come on, ma,” Joey shrugged, “do you think you’re gonna win? The chances of winning that are one in a hundred million.”

  “Says the bro who probably picked up a few lottery tickets of his own,” Kieran smiled.

  Joey gulped his food down. “If I win, you ain’t getting shit.”

  “If you win, I hope you fix that Mer-Cade-Eees you’re passing off as a Mercedes.” Nick smiled.

  “Be quiet!” Nicola hushed up her sons, who gathered around her at the TV. “They’re going to start now.”

  Joey pulled out his tickets and watched along with his mother. As suspected, he didn’t win the jackpot but he won a few hundred dollars. “It may not be three hundred million,” Joey smirked at Kieran and Nick, “but it’s more than what you fools have now.”

  “Oh, goody, you can finally pay me back that five hundred I loaned to you the other day,” Nick said.

  “And that two hundred I let you borrow a few months ago.” Kieran added.

  “And that fifty bucks you took out of my piggy bank!” Tony yelled.

  Kieran and Nick looked down at Tony and back at Joey. “Dude, for real? Our little brother’s piggy bank?” Kieran asked.

  “I needed gas money!” Joey defended.

  “Ma, you hear this mess?” Nick looked over at Nicola, who was sitting down and seemed to be in a catatonic state. “Ma? Ma?” He rushed over to her, with his brothers in tow.

  Nicola couldn’t believe it. She almost didn’t play because she thought it was silly. She only bought a ticket because it seemed everyone else did. She thought about her life. She had sacrificed so much for her sons, working extra shifts to give them what they wanted. She missed out on football games, school performances, and other things she wouldn’t be able to see again. They always had nice Christmases. They always had food on the table. They may not have worn the latest designer styles but they didn’t have torn and worn clothing.

  And now, Nicola could give her sons everything and more. “We won…” she murmured.

  “What?” Kieran asked. “Won what?”

  “We won!” Nicola pointed to her ticket. She then shot out of her chair. “We won! We won! We won!”

  Nick snatched the lottery ticket out of his mom’s hand and he couldn’t believe it. She had all six winning numbers. “We won!”

  “I’m quitting my jobs!” Nicola danced. “No more shitty customers! No more shitty toilets! I’m officially retired!”

  “It’s time to celebrate!” Joey opened up another bottle of wine while Kieran put on some music.

  Eli and Faith arrived home in the midst of the celebration. He knew something was up when he saw Tony sneaking in sips of wine while everyone danced around the living room. “What’s going on here?” Eli asked.

  “Dude, where you have been?” A slightly inebriated Nick walked over to his brother. “You missed the big news but you can still celebrate with us!”

  “Big news?” Eli asked. “What big news?”

  “Mom’s a fucking millionaire!” Tony yelled b
efore Kieran popped him in the back of his head.

  “What?” Eli asked. “What happened?”

  “Mom won the lottery! We’re rich!” Joey handed Eli a glass of wine and one to Faith. “We’re celebrating!”

  Eli put his glass of wine down and walked over to his mother. “Is that true, ma? You really won it?”

  “I won it, mio figlio.” Nicola smiled big, a result of too much wine. “We never have to worry about anything for the rest of our lives.”

  Eli gave his mother a warm embrace and blinked back tears. He knew how long she had worked and how hard. If anyone deserved to win the lottery, it was definitely his mother. “I’m so happy for you, ma.” He got up and walked over to Faith and hugged her. “My mom just won the lottery.”