“I’m not going to answer that,” he says as his handsome face scrunches up into a frown. When he turns his head away from me, I get the impression he’s feeling uncomfortable, so I let it lie. Although, secretly I’m dying to know why.
“So are we going to do it?” I ask changing the subject.
“Do what?” he replies turning his head to look at me.
“You know … sex.” I can’t believe I’m even having this conversation with him. He chuckles at my comment making me blush. He probably thinks I’m so lame.
“Trust me, kid. As much as I’d like to deflower you, you’ll regret giving me your virginity.” Even though his words are telling me ‘no’, I can tell by the look in his eyes he wants this as much as I do.
“I won’t,” I say reaching for his hand. “I want this, Carter. I really do. Please don’t make me beg, because I will. No strings. I promise. Just one night, that’s all I’m asking.” God I’m so pathetic. He holds my stare, but doesn’t speak. Please say yes I silently chant in my head.
“You really want this?” he eventually asks.
“Yes. I want you.” He breaks into a full smile, showing his perfect white teeth.
“You’re not going to expect me to marry you or anything, are you?”
“What? No way. I don’t even want you as a boyfriend,” I screech.
“That’s just lovely, that is. Way to dirty talk it up,” he replies placing his hand on his chest, mocking fake hurt.
“I’m serious,” I say trying to hold a straight face. “I’m just using you for your body.” Seeing him like this makes my insides all warm and gooey. Even when he’s scowling he’s breathtaking, but when he smiles … no words.
“So I was right all along then?” he says when he stops laughing.
“About what?”
“You do want me.” He is so fucking smug sometimes, but he’s right. I do. I’m not even going to justify that with an answer. There’s no way I’m going to give him the satisfaction of being right.
“You’re so full of yourself,” I say nudging him with my shoulder.
“You’ll be full of me in a minute,” he chuckles, reaching for my hand as he goes to stand. I pull him back down.
“Can we stay down here? I’m not ready to go back up there yet.”
“You want me to fuck you down here? In the open?” he asks with surprise in his voice.
“It’s dark. No one will see us.”
“If you’re sure,” he says with a smile. “I never would’ve picked you to be so adventurous.”
“Well there’s a lot you don’t know about me.” That’s such a crock of shit. He’s right. I’m not the adventurous type at all, but he brings something out in me: A desire to let loose. To live a little.
“I’m gonna have to run back to the house and get a condom.” Leaning forward he brushes his lips against mine. “I’ll be back in a minute.”
“Okay,” I reply as he stands. You’d think I’d be nervous that I’m about to have sex for the first time, and in the open of all places, but I’m not. Not with Carter. I’m actually looking forward to it.
He returns a few minutes later with a huge grin on his face and a blanket and pillow in his hand. “Can’t have you getting splinters in your back, ruining that beautiful skin of yours,” he says as he spreads it out on the dock. When he’s not being an arse and giving me a hard time, he says the sweetest things. “You sure you want to do this?”
“Positive,” I answer as I reach for his outstretched hand. He pulls me to my feet and straight into his hard chest. He wraps his big strong arms around my waist, looking down at me.
“No regrets?” he asks.
I shake my head gently. “No regrets.” His lips meet mine. His kiss is soft and sweet, making my toes curl. I slide my arms around his neck when he scoops me up. Falling down to his knees, he gently lays me on the blanket, placing my head on the pillow. He lays down beside me, pulling me into his arms.
“You sure you don’t want to go back to my room?” he asks. God. Enough with all the questions.
“Just fuck me already,” I blurt out. I’m not even shocked by my words. I want this to happen. Like yesterday. I appreciate that he’s trying to do the right thing, but I’m not changing my mind no matter how hard he tries to talk me out of it.
“Jesus, those words coming out of your sweet mouth are hot,” he says. He sits me up and removes my top. I reach for the hem of his T-shirt, lifting it to reveal his heavenly abs and mouth-watering chest. He grabs hold of his shirt behind the neck and pulls it over his head. His hands then reach behind me, unclasping my bra. After I slide it down my arms and discard it, he gently lays me back down.
Moving his face forward, he draws one of my nipples into his mouth while his hands work feverishly on the button of my shorts. Leaning back on his haunches, he slides my shorts and panties down my legs. I watch his smile grow in the moonlight as he looks down at me.
I hear a growl come from deep in his throat as his lips trail a path down my abdomen. I push my head back into the pillow and moan when his face settles between my thighs. He grips the back of my legs and pushes my knees towards my chest, spreading my legs wide.
“I need to taste you again,” he whispers against my sensitive flesh. “I haven’t been able to get your pussy out of my mind.” I find myself smiling knowing he’s been thinking about that night, about me. I’ve thought about it as well—a lot.
He groans as his tongue swirls around my aching clit. I thread my fingers into his hair holding his head in place. His mouth is magnificent. I don’t want him to ever stop.
Within minutes he has me coming undone. He slides two fingers inside me as my orgasm pulses through my body. He doesn’t stop until my trembling body stills. “You’re so wet for me,” he says as he withdraws his fingers and pops them in his mouth, licking them clean. God, I love when he does that.
He stands and pulls the condom out of his pocket and removes his jeans. As much as I love being outside under the stars with him, I wish we had some light so I could see more of him in his naked glory. His body is breathtaking.
He rips open the condom wrapper with his teeth and slides it onto his impressive length. All I can think as I watch on is, I hope that monstrosity fits inside me. I’m definitely not having second thoughts, but I’ll admit the nerves are starting to settle in.
He crouches down, placing his hands on either side of my body before hovering over me. Leaning his face forward, his lips briefly meet mine again. I can taste myself on him. “This is going to hurt,” he says as he settles between my legs, lining himself up with my opening. “Are you sure you want to go through with this? It’s not too late to pull out.”
“I’m sure. I want this, Carter,” I tell him honestly as my hands come up to cup his face. He smiles before brushing his lips against mine.
“I’ll be as gentle as I can, okay. Try to relax.”
“Okay,” I reply. He glides the tip of his dick through my wetness before slowly pushing the head inside me.
“Sweet Jesus,” he groans before stilling, giving me time to adjust. Pulling back slightly, he pushes in a little further. His head falls back as a primal growl escapes him. I can already feel the sting as he stretches me. I’m not gonna lie though, knowing it’s me making him feel like this is an incredible turn on. “You feel amazing,” he breathes looking down at me. “Are you ready?”
I nod as his lips meet mine. He kisses me for a minute or so without moving. I’m sure he’s trying to distract me. It’s working. Without warning he withdraws before pushing all the way in. It stings like a bitch, but doesn’t hurt nearly as much as I thought it would. He stills again, giving me time to adjust.
“Are you okay?” he asks, gently brushing back the hair off my face.
“Perfect,” I answer. I can’t believe I’m actually having sex. And with Carter Reynolds of all people. The guy I love and hate all in the same breath. I’m no longer a virgin and I have no regrets. None whatsoever. I’m glad my first time is with him.