“Don’t be. I’d do it all over again,” she said. “Reminds me of you every time I look at it.”
“I felt like a complete jackass that day,” I said with a chuckle as I moved up her body.
“I think I fell in love with you that day.” She smiled down at me. “You were so worried about me.” I had been worried. I’d hauled her back to my dad’s truck and pulled out a first aid kit like my life depended on it.
“I never want to see you hurt,” I confessed. That day was the day I realized how important she was to me. “I loved you long before that. First day I saw you.” Maybe even before that. As soon as I started noticing girls, I’d been dreaming up Nora Bennett. She might not have known it, but I was elated when my brother invited her over per my request. Hoyt always was the best wingman. I was an idiot to think that I could ever live without her.
I trailed my tongue up her body before taking the peak of her breast into my mouth. My tongue swirled around her nipple. Her back arched and her hands grabbed onto my arms as she begged for more.
“Yes, Reid!” Her fingers dug into my biceps as my mouth continued to work over the most perfect pair of tits I’d ever seen or had the pleasure of touching. Hearing my name roll off of her lips had me feeling like I could do anything. A lot like when she cheered for me at a race. Her voice alone was enough to make me think I was invincible. Each and every move I made sent her writhing beneath me. She was so eager. So responsive. Exactly how I remembered. I knew each and every inch of her skin and what she needed from me.
“That feels so good,” she panted. “Don’t stop.” She moaned out my name as I pressed the ridge of my hard cock against her center. I knew she was close to coming undone as I lowered myself back down her body and pressed my mouth against her. The wet heat of her pussy radiating through the thin material of her panties. “Take them off,” she begged, as I pressed my tongue through the fabric against her most sensitive spot. “Please.”
The grin that spread across my face as I pulled her panties down and saw her completely naked for the first time in years was matched only by what I felt when I licked down her center and tasted her. Better, sweeter, and more addicting than my memory was capable of recalling.
“So fucking sweet, baby,” I said. Her hands tangled in my hair as her legs fell to the sides and she opened up her body for me. Resting on my arms, I continued moving my tongue to alternate between lashing against her clit and delving as deep inside of her as I could. I slipped two fingers inside, her walls clenching tightly as I sucked her clit between my lips. Her body quaked as she came and the sweet sound of her ecstasy echoed in the room.
When she finished, I looked up to see my wild-eyed girl grinning down at me. Her hair a tangled mess. Her lips parted slightly as she caught her breath. I stood up and pushed my pants to the ground. Her eyes widening even more as she watched my hand stroke my length as I walked over to my suitcase to retrieve a condom. Between work and riding and chasing a girl that I thought I’d never get again, I’d barely unpacked. I was so used to living out of a suitcase that it didn’t seem abnormal.
“You’re sure?” I asked, as I tore the wrapper open.
“Absolutely,” she answered, rising up on to her knees. I sheathed myself before joining her on the bed. My lips finding hers as I matched her position. She trailed her tongue along my bottom lip and knowing that she could taste herself on my mouth had my cock damn near bursting. She nudged me backwards until my back hit the bed. She straddled my lap, her arms latching around my neck, as I gripped her hips and lowered her on to me. The position allowing her control as her body familiarized itself with mine again. With my hands on her ass, I guided her up and down slowly, her tightness relaxing slightly around my already throbbing cock. “That feels so good,” she said against my lips. Our easy movements turned when she bit down on my lip.
“You have no idea.” I said, switching positions and lowering her back to the mattress, sinking even deeper between her thighs. I swirled my hips. Her legs wrapped around my body as I pulled back and thrust into her. Again and again. Until her eyes closed from the pleasure of it all. When I felt her contract around me, I knew I couldn’t hold off any longer. Together, we finished and I kissed her lips before falling onto the bed beside her.
Any thoughts I had about being able to live without her were gone. She was the first girl I’d ever had sex with and now I was damn sure she’d be the last.
“Didn’t you mention something about… what was it? Talking?” Reid asked as we lay side by side, each composing ourselves from the not one, but two times that we’d made love. I was starting to feel like I would never get my fill of him. How had I lived so long without him? He rolled onto his side and pressed a kiss to my cheek before placing his arm across my body and tugged the sheet up around us. My body was still humming. My muscles quivering as I turned to face him. The emptiness I felt between my legs after being filled by him made me want to summon up a second, scratch that, third wind and do it again.
“I think I’m too exhausted to talk,” I said with a grin. Everything felt too perfect to ruin with talk of what might happen between us. We might make it as a couple. We might not. There was no way of predicting the future and the idea of spoiling the fantastic time we’d just had seemed like a terrible idea. “I kind of just want to lay here. With you.”
“Sounds just about perfect,” he said as I rolled onto my side and pressed my back against him. He fit his body around me and slipped his arm underneath my head.
“Reid,” I said right before I felt myself start to drift off to sleep.
“Yeah, baby?”
“We are going to make this work, right?”
“Of course,” he said, burying his face in the crook of my neck. “I’m not letting you go that easy.”
For the first time in a long time, I didn’t think about the future. I let myself fall asleep in his arms and focused on the present and the feel of the man I’d always loved wrapped around me.
* * *
The next couple of weeks passed in a blur. A hot, lust-fueled blur of kisses and “I missed you” and “don’t stop”. I felt like that teenage girl again. The one that fell with her whole heart and not just a tiny piece of it.
As comfortable as I was with Reid and as great as our history was, the relationship between us now felt new. We were different people now, but the adult versions of us seemed to have just as much in common as the teenage versions. I still liked to force him into watching scary movies and he still blared that Bon Jovi CD when we were in the car together. I think just to see me smile and sing along. We fell back into what felt like it was always supposed to be. With a past and present so perfectly in sync, it made me hopeful for the future.
Despite the fact that I’d rushed into his arms the day I’d broken up with Beau, Reid insisted that we do things right. He wanted to date me. To woo me. He wanted me to see that he had every intention of being the kind of boyfriend I needed him to be.
Between my job and Reid’s building project, we didn’t have much time together during the days, but every night he’d pick me up or I’d go out to the cabin. We’d go to dinner, watch movies, and sometimes we would just talk for hours about everything. We told each other everything that happened while we were apart. I filled him in on my college life and he told me about life on the circuit. I told him more about the miscarriage and how I never told anyone about it. It felt good to finally confess all of the emotions I’d went through. From grief to peace. He sympathized and I knew that it hurt him to know the truth. Neither of us hid anything, good or bad, from each other.