Always the One (Always and Forever 1)

en her open legs. Rubbing my hands up and down her thighs, I let her give me some attention. Her hands start roaming over my stomach, gently grazing the grooves of my hips that disappear under my jeans.

“You like what you see, baby?”

“You’re like a god.”

Well, that is a boost to my ego. Shit.

“Wait until you feel me inside of you, when these hips move against yours.” My sweet girl blushes, her innocence sexy as hell. Knowing I’m going to be her first, only, and last, is incredible. Not only will I teach her these things, but I’ll also share this with her.

“Unbutton them, babe.” She looks unsure. “It’s me and you, baby.” Instantly, she’s back with me. I cover her hand with mine and drag it down my stomach, and when it gets to the button of my pants, I can’t do anything but look at her. I want to watch her reaction to everything that we do, all of her firsts. She looks like a goddess. My goddess, laid out under me like a personal feast. Her red hair that reminds me of a damn sunset—yeah, I said sunset, like a corny, lovesick bastard—fans out around her. Her green eyes are darker and hazy, like she already had an orgasm. I want to speed up the process, but if I did I would miss all the beautiful things she does that get her close to ecstasy.

Gazing down at her through hooded eyes, she unbuttons my pants and slides my zipper down. Then I’m claiming her lips once more as I bring my body down to hers. We’re a tangled mess of limbs, tongue, and teeth, fighting for power over each other. Knowing we both need the control. Getting as close as humanly possible.

A low moan rumbles through me when I squeeze her left tit in my hand, where it fits perfectly, like a glove. She was made for me.

“I love you,” she whispers, timidly stopping her hands at the waistband of my briefs.

“I love you, baby. Now show me what you want.” Nodding her head, Shayla’s soft palm and long, thin fingers wrap around my dick. I growl like a beast, it feels like heaven. Her tiny hands can’t wrap all the way around me. My animalistic instincts becoming heightened at the thought.

“Oh, fuck, baby. That feels amazing.” I pull the thin straps of her nighty down enough for her breasts to pop out, and I latch my mouth onto her nipple.

“Trey, baby, uhh.” Her moans fuel me on even more, and right when I’m about to remove her nighty the rest of the way, I hear Mr. Cock-block himself.

“Need a rubber? Just kidding, get the fuck off my sister, fucker.” Shayla pulls her hand from my briefs like her hand caught fire and she shuffles back on the couch. I turn my body to the door and cover her from Kingston’s and Lana’s eyes.

“Seriously, bro? Get out of here!” I grab the closest pillow and throw it at him before he has the chance to dodge it. It hits him square in the face. Serves you right, dick.

I’m not only horny, but now I’m also irritated that he may have ruined tonight. Or maybe he really helped me come to my senses. I’m not going to make love to my girl, on a couch after a fight, for her first time. That would’ve happened if I weren’t trying to be the new Trey, if it was someone I wasn’t in love with.

My eyes scorn him as he and Lana laugh their way into her bedroom. I turn my body to Shay when I hear the door in the hallway close. Time for a cold shower.

“Oh my God, how embarrassing. My brother just caught me red-handed. Literally.” She blushes, her wide eyes drifting down to my crotch.

“Yeah, he did. Let’s go get ready for bed, we have a long day ahead of us tomorrow.” I stand up and go for my shirt that I discarded onto the floor.

“For bed? But what about—”

She stops abruptly, and I turn to look at her. Her hair is a mess and her nighty is hanging off one shoulder. I have to fight the urge to say fuck it and draw her back into me. She’s biting her lip; I can see the thoughts roaming around in her head, probably finding a thousand false reasons as to why I’m stopping us.

“What, baby?” I ask, pushing her to continue.

“Aren’t we going to, you know, have sex?” She whispers sex like it’s a bad word, obviously worried her brother might hear her, only solidifying my plan to hold off for another time.

“Not tonight, beautiful. We have a huge road trip ahead of us, and you need to get that beautiful ass in bed. I’ll be the big spoon.” I wink at her.

“Is it something I did? Did I mess up? Was I too sloppy? I’m sorry. I should’ve been more prepared. I didn’t have any experience before you, I mean you’re the first guy I’ve ever even kissed.” She’s babbling, and I’m afraid if she doesn’t stop and take a breath, her head is going to pop off.

Rushing to her, I bring her body flush against mine. “Baby, baby, no. Not at all. Seriously. You think you’re the problem?” She nods slightly and puts her head down. I pick her up and she grabs onto my shoulders when we start moving toward the bedroom. Kicking the door shut with my foot, I walk us slowly to the bench at the foot of her bed, turning her so she’s straddling me. The heat radiating from between her legs, and the enticement of her beautiful pussy, is daring me to ravage her.

Her eyes finally settle on me, searching them, she wants to know if I’m going to say something or if she should start first. I think it’s safe to say I should do the talking, make up for my shitty explanation in the other room.

“You can never do anything wrong. I’m confident enough to say that you may be the only woman that can cause a man to come with just a laugh. That, baby, is how perfect you are.”

“Please, you’re just saying that because you feel bad for me.” Her room is dark but the light coming in from the city illuminates her face. Her head is bowed still, and I don’t like how she is ashamed, she should never hang her head in shame or embarrassment around me.

“Hey, pretty girl. Look at me.” She waits a second and then finally gives in, giving me her eyes. God, even in the dark I can see those beautiful green irises.

“You feel this spot right here?” I ask, grazing the spot below her ear.