Back To You - A Second Chance Romance
I drove out to my parents’ cornfield, making sure to take the back road, the one we only used to access the creek, and I parked the truck and shut off the lights.
“You’re full of fire tonight,” I said, hoping she wouldn’t do anything to extinguish it.
“I’ve thought about it a lot lately, and I feel like it’s time. I know I’m ready and I want tonight to be the night.”
She had once said losing your virginity on prom night was so cliché, but I wasn’t about to remind her or hold her to it.
“No turning back?” I had been through this with her before. I didn’t want to get things going only to have her hold back.
“I love you,” she said. “And I know you’re the one for me. If you feel the same, then we should do this. I know I said it was cliché, but we’re here, and we want each other. That’s all that matters, right?”
“Yes, and you know I feel the same,” I said sincerely. I wasn’t just a horned-up teen. I was in love too. I could see my whole future with that young woman. She gave me hope.
I remember getting into the back of the truck with her, the awkward movements around our clothes and how we managed to take off her dress without ripping a seam. She was a goddess lying there on the blanket. It was a vision I’d always remember.
That whole night, it had been burned in my brain. And I’d never forget how her body felt under my touch, the warmth of her skin, and the way her lips tasted like berries from her gloss.
I slipped my hand into her panties, and she let out a breath, then closed her eyes. “That feels so good,” she said. “Way better than when I do it.” She smiled big, and her honesty floored me.
“Do you really?” I asked, surprised by her confession.
“Yes, don’t you?” She met my eyes, and I knew I owed her the respect of my honesty.
“Yes. What do you think about?” I really wanted to know who. Was it some Hollywood heartthrob or me?
“You, silly. Always you.”
“Same,” I said, kissing her shoulder.
We both smiled, and then she reached for her lacy waistband and tugged her panties down.
It was the best feeling, knowing she trusted me and that she was ready to please me that much. I remember how good it felt when she tugged at my waistband too, taking charge, and then took my cock into her soft, delicate hands. I nearly lost my mind.
And best of all was the memory of what it felt like to slowly push inside of her, the sounds of her moans, and her nails in my back when it got so intense that she couldn’t do anything else.
Things escalated quickly.
“You’re amazing,” I told her when I finally hit her depths. “Are you okay?”
“Yes,” she had whispered, and I could still feel the chill up my spine from her breath in my ear and when she panted, “Don’t stop.”
And I didn’t. I was just getting started. I had thought about that moment for months, ever since the day she’d agreed to go out with me. I wasn’t going to waste what I had worked hard to earn.
I slowly worked my hips, and she relaxed a bit more, which only made it feel even better for me.
I kissed her as I thrust in and out in perfect rhythm, and she closed her eyes and moaned, sending tingles throughout my body. I had to keep control or blow everything.
Her body clenched under mine as she came, and I savored every minute of that first time. I had no idea that it would be our last.
Chapter Six
Kate
I had stayed in the round-table room long after the place had cleared out and everyone had gone back to work. On the wall next to the table, there was a big movie poster with Jake dressed as his character, and while it was just an early concept photo, he looked like a god.
I still couldn’t believe he had really made it, that all of the people here were working their asses off for a movie where he was the star of the show. The leading man.
I couldn’t help but feel a little bitter, even though I knew my life had turned out exactly how I had always wanted it to.
But was that the truth? Sure, I’d always wanted the career path I’d accomplished, but had I ever intended on doing it alone? It wasn’t what I’d anticipated happening with Jake in the beginning.
Taking a deep breath, I looked up at the poster and closed my eyes. It didn’t take but a moment of thought, and I was back there. Back to ten years ago, after our senior prom.
I still could remember the moment it had happened.