“Stay with me, Kat,” he whispers softly. “Feel how good we are together. Don’t overanalyze it.”
I release varying puffs of air, relinquishing control. I feel a smile forming on Gavin’s lips as he makes his way over my collarbone down to my cleavage. My breasts spill over his hands as he kneads them with reverence, brushing his thumbs over my puckered nipples. His fingertips make their way down to the hem of my t-shirt before tugging the cotton over my head. He stares down at my newly exposed skin and traces a finger over the lace cup of my bra.
“I’ve never seen anything more stunning,” he says.
I lick my bottom lip as his gaze darts to my mouth. “Well, are you going to stare at me all day or fuck me?”
He leers. “Neither.”
“What?” I ask. “You were supposed to go for option two.”
He leans forward and tugs on my bottom lip. “Oh, trust me, I’m going to be inside of you. Very soon, in fact. But I’m not going to fuck you this time, Kat.”
My brows knit together. “I’m confused.”
He grabs my chin, directing my gaze to his. “I’m going to make love to you. And when we’re done, there’s no turning back. I want a life with you. I know that we have obstacles in front of us, but I need to know that you’ll be standing by my side while we knock them on their asses.”
I give him a teary smile. “Bring ‘em on.”
“I was hoping you’d say that.”
He certainly doesn’t need me to repeat myself. I’m hanging onto him like a baby sloth hugging a tree as he strides down the hallway to his bedroom. He slides me down his body until I feel the plush carpet beneath my feet. His eyes never stray as he unbuttons his shirt and toes off the brown loafers he seems to favor for work. He grabs the neck of his white undershirt and pulls it over his head in one fluid movement, a feat that only a man with his level of confidence could pull off so smoothly.
I swallow loudly as I step backwards until the backs of my knees threaten to buckle against the mattress. I quickly remove my shoes and jeans before I lose the ability to stand altogether. I’m perched on the end of the bed, clad only in my bra and panties, as I watch Gavin remove the rest of his clothing. His jeans and boxer briefs come off as if they’re stitched together, like they can’t stand being on his body a second longer. My mouth waters as his proud, swollen shaft is positioned right in front of my face. I try reaching for him but he seems to have other ideas in mind as he hovers over me, pressing my back into the mattress. Our lips are molded together, kissing each other until we’re breathless. His hand slides down my body and my thighs widen in response, aching to be touched by him. He rests his forehead against mine and I gasp when his fingers reach their target. With deft movements, he feels how ready I am, priming my body even more as he continues to work his magic beneath my panties. I’m on the edge, quickly climbing into supernova territory.
“Gavin,” I pant. “Please. I need you inside of me when I come.”
He pulls back to slide my thong down my legs while I unclasp my bra and toss it to the side. He places a soft kiss against the corner of my lips then rests his forehead against mine.
“Are you really with me, Kat? I want to give you so much but I can’t lie and say it’s going to be easy. We can’t have a normal relationship…I can’t offer you the things you deserve until you graduate. No one in this town can know—not your mom, not even your closest friends. Are you prepared for that?”
He leans into my hand as I place it against his cheek. “I’m with you, Gavin.”
“Are you sure? Because if it’s too hard, I’ll wait. It’ll be the longest six months of my life, but I swear to God I’ll wait.”
Tears prick at my eyes. “I believe you. I do. But I don’t want to wait. I can handle whatever comes at us.”
“Thank God,” he groans.
We both release a sigh as he slides into me. He peppers my jaw with kisses before pressing his mouth into mine. He moves within me slower than anything I’ve ever experienced. You’d think the pace would be infuriating but with Gavin, it’s perfect. Everything about this feels right. It’s much deeper than anything physical. It’s soulful. When we reach our climax together, I realize that I’ll never get enough of this man. No matter what happens in our future, he’s permanently etched himself onto my heart. I inherently know that I will never be the same after this.
“C’MON, BEAUTIFUL. The Andersons won’t be home until morning. Your basement has the perfect setup for a party.”
My foster parents are both gone for the entire evening which never happens. I’ve been here for over five months now and someone is always home with me. Pete is out of town for some business function and Judy is working her usual night shift at the hospital. My boyfriend, Stephen, is trying to convince me to invite his soccer buddies over to drink and play games.
“I don’t know, Stephen. Life is good here; I don’t want to mess it up by throwing a party while they’re away.”
“Babe, I promise things will be chill. Just a few guys to shoot pool and play darts downstairs. I’ll even keep the drinks to beer only. I really want you to get to know my teammates. Your foster parents will never know.”
When I told Stephen we would have the house to ourselves, I thought he’d jump at the chance to fool around. Inviting his friends along never crossed my mind. I can’t say I’m not disappointed. I thought tonight was the night we’d finally go all the way. I know a guy like him won’t wait for much longer. He could have any girl he wants but he chose me. Who better to lose my virginity to?
“Stephen, I thought we’d be alone tonight. So we could, you know, do stuff.”
“Katherine, I have all night. My parents think I’m staying over at Cam’s. We’ll have plenty of alone time later. I’ve been telling the guys about you for months now but they’ve only seen you at games. I want them to know the girl I’ve fallen for.”
“You’ve fallen for me?” I ask. “Like, you’re in love with me?”
“Of course I love you,” he assures me. “What’s not to love? You’re