“Do you want to?”
“Yeah. You don’t want to go all the way. It’s the least I can do.”
“Okay.” He unbuttoned his jeans and pulled down the zipper, lowering his jeans. His cock sprang forward, and nothing she had seen on television or in the biology books could have prepared her for seeing it in the flesh. He was real. “Touch me, Aria.”
Wrapping her fingers around the length, she felt how smooth and hard he was, completely different from how she imagined he would be.
He let out a sigh.
“Am I doing this right?” she asked.
“It feels amazing, babe. You have no idea what your touch does to me.”
She stared at his cock, and then, covering the tip with her mouth, she sucked him in.
“Holy fuck!” His fingers went to her hair, sinking into the length, and gripping them tightly. “Don’t use your teeth, not yet.”
Eli guided her, telling her exactly what to do as she worked over the length of his cock.
Glancing up at him, she saw the veins sticking out of his neck as he tried to control it. Cupping his balls, she flicked over the tip, bobbed her head, and he cursed, stepping back. He pulled out of her mouth, grabbed his shirt, and covered his dick.
She watched him explode all over the shirt.
****
“You know your parents are going to stop you, right? If not yours, Eli, yours will,” Rachel said, pointing at Aria.
“I’m eighteen now. I can do what I want.”
“What if they kick you out?” Chris asked.
They were at the lake with a birthday picnic spread out before them. He’d made sure their friends had known what to bring, and how to make it special.
“Then she’ll come and live with me,” Eli said. “It’s that simple. My dad will understand, and I know he likes Aria.” He gripped the back of her neck.
“Still, getting married at such a young age. Don’t you think that’s a little … much?” Branson asked.
“We’re not getting married right away,” Aria said, looking over her shoulder. They’d had time to talk about it on the way over. They would get married as soon as they finished college. Neither of them wanted to start a family soon either, so that would wait until they were both ready.
“Then why get engaged?” Mary asked.
“Because I know that she’s the only girl for me,” Eli said. “I love her, always have. Only being away from her made me realize how much I missed her, and how much she’d come to mean to me.”
“You’re going to need to call your father as backup,” Chris said. “I take it you’re both going to her home after our little party, and going to tell her father?”
“That’s the plan. Hopefully it’ll stop any kind of shitty matchmaking.”
“And wipe the smug smile off Wayne’s face when we go to school next week. I can’t stand that guy.”
“Me neither.”
Eli pulled her close, offering her his warmth.
Chris stood, held up his beer bottle, and dinged it with a spoon. “I propose a toast.”
“It’s not a wedding, you don’t have to make a fool out of yourself yet,” Rachel said, laughing.
“So, it’s a birthday, and I want to make a speech.”