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  Yeah, right.

  “I know what you’re about to tell us, that’s all.”

  “Oh yeah, and what’s that?” I ask her.

  “You’re about to tell us that because of last night you’re ready to do the deed and lose that V card of yours tomorrow night on your date.” Her smirk turns into a full-blown smile as I blush deep red and Tracey gasps. “Am I right?”

  I release the breath I didn’t know I was holding and drop my head in defeat. “Yes, you’re right,” I mumble.

  “What was that?” Tracey asks, as Sam starts bouncing on my bed where she sits, giggling to herself.

  “I said…yes, you’re right.” They both squeal.

  “Okay, seriously, tell us everything.” Sam can’t hold back her excitement.

  “Oh gosh, I don’t know what happened. It was a damn whirlwind that’s for sure. If you could have seen him you would have wanted to punch him. I sure as heck wanted to. He was so angry about Jimmy talking to me, even after I explained it was for a school project. But he kept going on about it and when he wouldn’t stop I kept getting more upset, so I asked him to leave.”

  “He’s lucky we weren’t here!” Sam is fuming. I give her a small smile.

  “As soon as I asked him to leave though, it was like a switch was flipped and he was on me. Apologizing and professing his love for me.” Tracey’s eyes fill up with tears as Sam’s still hold some anger, but she finally gives in and smiles a dopey smile. Probably matching the one I must be wearing.

  “Once those three words left his lips I was lost in him. Then when he kissed me, like he couldn’t breathe without me, I decided I never wanted to be found.”

  “Wow,” Tracey says with awe in her voice.

  “You’re sure tomorrow is the day though?” Sam looks a bit worried, but excited for me at the same time.

  I shrug my shoulders at her question and drop my head to stare at my hands in my lap. Then when I remember last night, what Kayson admitted and that kiss, I know without a doubt that I want to give myself completely to him. It may be too soon, it may seem irrational, but I know in my heart of hearts that I’m ready.

  “Am I fool to want to already? I mean, we’ve only known each other a couple of months and been dating for one,” I ask quietly, while admitting my worries.

  “Only you will know if the time is right, Em. To some it may be too soon. But fuck them; it’s all up to you. You have our support no matter what.” I can always count on Sam. When she said ‘besties’, she meant it. “Just make sure you give us all the juicy details afterward.” She waggles her eyebrows, making us all laugh and easing some of my worries.

  CHAPTER NINE

  EMBER

  Kayson’s lips slam back down on mine as he kicks his bedroom door shut behind us. His lips and hands haven’t left me once since we walked through the door of his empty town house. He assured me his mother would be gone all weekend. Doing what, I don’t know. But I don’t care anyway—I can’t—because it gives us this time alone. It allows us the time we need to finally be together like we’ve both been craving.

  When Kayson picked me up tonight he drove us to the beach, where we parked then walked the moonlit sand under the stars for a couple of hours. It was a little chilly being a late November night, but it was perfect. Kayson kept an arm around my shoulder as I wrapped one around his waist and curled into his side. Trying to ward off the chill.

  At times we’d stop to take in the smooth surface of the Atlantic, broken up by the ripples of the waves. Or look up at the bright moon and twinkling stars dotting the deep night sky. Usually though, we’d stop when Kayson would drop his arm to my waist and spin me toward his chest then lean down to place his cool lips to mine. And we’d stand there in each other’s arms, beneath the moon and the stars, just kissing and kissing and kissing until we’d both need to come up for air.

  That was our entire night until we both couldn’t take it anymore. The anticipation of what we both wanted and knew was coming causing us to cut our date short.

  And now we’re here in his bedroom. His hands on my butt, my hands in his hair, as the back of my knees touch the edge of his full-sized bed and he lays me down beneath him.

  My back hits the sheets and he braces his fists on either side of my head. His feet still planted on the floor. His eyes intent on mine. Our heavy breathing filling the quiet of the small space around us.

  “You are so beautiful, baby,” Kayson pants through his rapid breaths. And I believe him. Right now I believe him because of the way he’s looking at me, there is no way I couldn’t.

  “You make me feel beautiful,” I reply as he climbs over me. Settling himself between my open legs.

  I sigh into a deep kiss when his lips claim mine. Wrapping my arms around his neck. My hands threading back through his hair. His hands roaming from my chest to my waist where they slip below my sweater. Skin on skin.

  He pulls back to allow us both to pull in a lungful of air. Our noses almost touching. His eyes staring right into mine.

  Looking into his fierce gray eyes I see the same love reflecting back at me and I know, I know I’m making the right choice.

  KAYSON

  She looks nervous, fisting the sheets below her, as she watches me strip my clothes off. I know this is big for us, and so soon, but we’ve done things before. I’ve devoured every inch of her body with my mouth and tongue since we started dating last month, and her the same with me. Hell, we did that just now before she decided tonight was the night. Right before I stripped her naked she told me it’s all she has thought about since I told her I loved her the other day. So her nerves can’t be about being laid out naked on my bed. It’s because I’m about to own her in every way. I’m hoping to make this as good for her as I can and last while doing it.

  As my T-shirt clears my head I toss her my smirk she claims melts her on the spot, to help ease her worries. Her full tits bounce from a small giggle and I forget what I’m doing for a minute.

  I shake my head slightly to clear it and get back to the task at hand. Getting naked. As I unsnap the button on my jeans I scan back to her face and see her thumb raised to her lips. White teeth peeking out as she chews on her nail, confirming she is nervous.

  I hurry with the rest of my clothes to get to her as soon as possible. To help ease her worries. As I toss the last of my clothes to the side I grab the condom and slide it on. She watches every move I make, never taking her eyes off of me. Once I have the condom on I crawl up her delicious body and settle above her. My elbows resting on either side of her beautiful face.

  “Are you sure?” I breathe against her lips while thanking the good Lord above that I’ll be the only one seeing and feeling her like this. Shaking from the anticipation of feeling her wrapped around me. Hoping I can take it slow for her. Praying she gives the go-ahead, but knowing I’ll stop if she wants me to. I’d do anything for her. Live or die. Even after such a short time together she’s consumed me. She’s my air, my heart, and soul.

  I’d give anything to be giving her my first time, too. I wish I had waited. That I knew she was coming to me so I could experience this all with her for the first time. Like she is with me. But I didn’t, and I’ll spend my time proving to her that she’s the only one that matters, has ever mattered, and will ever matter. She’s everything.

  Nodding frantically, she breathes a “yes” back against my lips and I’m lost in her. This beautiful girl who’s surrendering herself, body and soul, to a broken guy like me.

  Sliding in slowly, I about blow my load right then. Fucking Christ is she tight.

  “Are you okay, baby? I’m going as slow as I can, but I need to make sure you’re okay.” I plead with her, holding her head between my large hands.

  “I’m fine, Kayson,” she replies on a gasp of pain, nothing close to pleasure. I stop halfway and swear to all that is holy if her tight pussy contracts around my dick again this will be over before it even starts.

  “Ember—”

 
; Before I can finish she’s cutting in, interrupting me. “I’m fine, Kayson,” she replies, stressing each word while tensing up and squeezing my dick even tighter. “I knew you were big, but it feels so much bigger this way. With you inside of me. I’m so full and the pressure is unreal. But I’m okay. Just please keep moving,” she says, eyes pleading, begging for this connection. We’ve only been together for a little over a month, but she promised me she was ready. That she wanted this, to solidify the love we have for each other.

  When she starts to relax I kiss her forehead, place mine to hers, and start to do as she says. I grab hold of her hands, lift them above her head, then I push through to the hilt on a groan.

  I freeze when I feel the tears tracking down her face against mine. I never wanted to hurt her, but knew I would. It was inevitable with taking her virginity. Making her mine. But fuck it doesn’t hurt any less, especially knowing her silent tears are falling. I quickly cradle her head again to bring her wet eyes to mine. “Shh, baby. I know, I know. Fuck, I’m sorry.”

  “No, Kayson, I’m okay. I mean, it hurts, but it’s more uncomfortable than anything. My tears are ones of happiness, babe,” she chokes out on a small sob while a smile lights up her beautiful face. “Don’t you feel it? This connection we share. This epic, real, and all-consuming feeling.”

  A small smile pulls at my lips. She’s so fucking cute. And beautiful and sexy and all fucking mine. “Yeah, baby, I feel it alright. Can I move now though?” I ask while shifting my hips slightly.

  She giggles and it’s music to my ears. Refreshing and light and perfect. Just like her. “Yeah, sorry. Give it to me,” she says, getting all cheeky with me while wiping the rest of her tears from her face.

  Fucking adorable.

  I start to move as she wraps her arms around my neck, threading her hands through the longer strands of my hair. I pull out slowly, almost to the tip, and then gently bring myself back into heaven.

  EMBER

  He’s looking at me like I’m all he sees. Like I’m all that exists in this world. He’s looking at me like I’m everything while he moves slowly and gently into me. Solidifying our love, our connection, our happily ever after. And I know he must see the same thing in my eyes. I am utterly and completely consumed by him, so it shouldn’t be a surprise.

  I know I may be too young, and this may be too soon, especially since we’ve already been having problems. But I couldn’t wait, not another day, because this boy is quickly becoming the man of my dreams.

  He keeps eye contact with me as his steady pace begins to pick up. As a delicious feeling starts to pull low in my belly, Kayson grabs my hands from around his neck and lifts them above my head again. Our hands clasped together, our eyes locked, our hearts beating as one. I’ve never felt more connected to any other soul than I do right now, with the love of my life inside of me.

  When I start to clench around him he groans and lets go of my hands. His eyes sliding closed briefly before coming back to mine. Always back to mine. He leans back and brings his hands to my hips to tilt them slightly. Making him go deeper.

  “I love you,” he whispers as his thrusts become harder. His eyes still never leaving mine.

  “I love you, too,” I whisper back just as quietly. Basking in the love we’ve created in our own little bubble. Like the rest of the world doesn’t even exist.

  My thoughts are cut off when a hand leaves my hip and his finger starts rolling my clit. Within seconds, bright lights are exploding from behind my closed eyelids I didn’t even realize were closed. I’m trying to hold in my screams of pure ecstasy, but Kayson wants none of that.

  “Don’t hold back, baby. Let me hear it. No one else can. Bring me over the edge with you.”

  Letting go completely, I call out his name and he quickly follows with mine as he spills inside of me. He drops over top of me, careful of his weight, but blanketing me with his comfort. Bringing with it the safe feeling I always have in his arms.

  I’m still breathing heavily as his starts to slow and he brings his lips to mine. Leisurely kissing me and stealing any breath I had left. He gives me one last peck before he tenderly pulls out and rolls to his side, disposing of the condom then bringing me with him to rest in the crook of his arm.

  I never knew it could be like this. Never even dreamed my first time would be so magical. But I shouldn’t have been surprised with Kayson loving me. If I ever had any sliver of a doubt about being in love with him before this, now I know for certain. This boy has captured my heart completely, and I know I could never live without him.

  CHAPTER TEN

  -DECEMBER-

  EMBER

  As soon as I walked into Heavy Lifters I was ready to turn around and leave. I’m not a working out kind of girl. Walking is the extent of the exercise I like to do. But according to Damon, Kayson is here ‘blowing off some steam’ so I wanted to come and surprise him. I thought we could get some time in together tonight since it’s been a couple of days with school and work for both of us. Even if we are just working out. We’ve both been a bit busy lately. Him more so with working through senior year and some of the construction work he’s able to do in the decent weather before it gets too cold.

  On top of that though, he’s been off. The girls have heard rumors that he’s been partying a lot and doing drugs. I shrugged it off immediately because we’ve been together every night, besides the past week. Ever since our first time making love last month, we’ve been practically inseparable. Things have been amazing. Until recently. But still, when they suggested it could be drugs I can’t help but think they are wrong. He’s either with me, with Damon, or he’s home, so it can’t be that. I don’t know how he would have time. But there is something off. He’s a bit distant with me. A little colder, a little harder, a little more erratic.

  Making my way past the empty receptionist desk and beyond the doors toward the weights, I stop in my tracks and glare daggers at the missing receptionist who is currently rubbing herself all over my boyfriend. They stand in front of the wall length mirrors by the free weights. Kayson is doing some bicep curls while the bimbo flutters her eyelashes at him, grabbing his arm, and giggling.

  I’ve been in the gym a couple of times to meet up with Kayson when he’s finished and the dumb blonde is always trying to get his attention. She’s at least a few years older than him, but that doesn’t deter her. He usually ignores her though or keeps their conversations minimal all the while she gives me the once-over, as if I’m not good enough for him. I may not be skinny, but I’m not fat. Kayson has reassured me many times that he loves my curves and how I perfectly overflow his hands. So although she made me feel inferior, I never worried about her snide comments or rude looks, until now. Watching Kayson smile down at the bimbo has my stomach churning.

  Maybe coming here wasn’t such a good idea.

  Looking like an idiot standing here past the doors, gawking at my boyfriend, I don’t notice the guy walk up to me until he’s talking.

  “Hey there.” I jump at the new voice and turn slightly toward him. Trying to keep Kayson and Bimbo Barbie in my sights.

  “Oh, um, hi. Sorry, was I in your way?” I’m so awkward when it comes to talking to new people. Especially new guys whether I’m interested in them or not. And I’m definitely not when I have Kayson. Even if he’s flirting and hasn’t noticed me.

  “You could never be in the way with an ass like that, babe.” He’s leering at me, which makes me really wish I didn’t come in here.

  I shift away from him to put some distance between us. When did he get so close? And notice Kayson bounding over to us. He must have heard my voice at some point. Or maybe even this guy’s remark to me, by the look on his face I’d say it was what the guy said to me.

  Nice of him to finally stop and notice me though.

  “Ember, what the fuck are you doing here? Who is this guy?” He looks pissed. Well good, I’m pissed, too. “And what are you wearing?” Now he looks downright livid as he takes i
n my workout attire.

  I look down at my workout shorts and tank as confusion takes over. “What’s wrong with what I’m wearing? I’m more covered up than any other girl traipsing by you.”

  “Looks like you’re looking for attention and getting it with this fucker coming up to you.” He points to the guy still standing behind me. I didn’t notice he was still there. “Get the fuck out of here, douche bag. She’s mine, if you haven’t noticed.”

  My mouth drops open in shock at his tone. He has been more erratic lately. High-strung, anxious, tense. More hotheaded than usual. But he’s never been like this. He’s never acted this way, treated me like this, or talked to me this way. With such anger and disgust. Never. Not even during the Jimmy Sanders fiasco.

  “Now tell me what the fuck you’re doing here.”

  I don’t understand the issue. All I did was come to see him at the gym. He’s staring at me like I’m some tag-along groupie instead of his girlfriend. Behind the anger in his stare is something else though. It almost looks like guilt.

  And are his eyes bloodshot?

  “I came to see you,” I reply softly. Not wanting everyone in earshot to hear what’s going on or to rile him up even more. “We haven’t seen much of each other and Damon said you’d be here, so I thought I’d surprise you.”

  I know I must sound needy and desperate, and maybe I am, but I just wanted to spend some time with him. Before I can continue on he cuts me off.

  “Surprise me or check up on me?”

  “Kayson…what is going on? And can you please lower your voice? People are staring.” I look around at all the people glancing our way as we make a spectacle of ourselves. Or him of me anyway.

  “What’s going on is that it seems like my girlfriend can’t leave me the fuck alone and doesn’t trust me.” He doesn’t lower his voice. “And contacting my best friend to find my whereabouts? Are you fucking kidding me?” He carries on before I can even reply. “How pathetic is it that I can’t even have a few hours to myself without you hunting me down?”