We had more freedom than many of our friends, because Sam was so consumed with the farm and the stand that he couldn’t be around to keep his eye on us all the time, or even very often. We spent lazy afternoons next to the lake or down at the river, and when we could, we took advantage of her empty house and her bed.
On the first truly warm evening of that spring, we’d gone to our favorite spot by the lake. We’d long since abandoned the car for a blanket on the grass, and after a particularly chilly winter had confined us to her porch and a few heated sessions in the front seat of my car, I was more than anxious to be out on that blanket with Ali.
We made short work of our clothes, and I was raised over her body, kissing the slope of her breast. She clutched the back of my head when I moved to take one taut pink nipple between my teeth. At the same time, I slipped two of my fingers between her legs, groaning when I felt how wet she was.
“God, babe, you feel so good.”
Her hips pistoned against my hand, and her small fingers captured my cock, which was the best feeling in the world ever. I caught my breath and growled.
“Flynn.” Her whisper floated down to tickle against my ear.
“Yeah, babe.” I was focused on not coming too soon, trying to hold back.
“Don’t stop.”
“I won’t. Wait, don’t stop what? You mean here . . .” I swirled my tongue around her nipple. “Or here?” I rubbed my thumb over her clit, expecting her to tell me both.
“I mean, don’t stop. Let’s not stop tonight. I want you . . . inside me. I don’t want to wait anymore.”
My heart stuttered, and I pushed up to look at her face. “What? You want . . . tonight? Now?”
“Yes.” She curled her hand around my dick and moved them up and down. “Now. Tonight. Please.” She hesitated, opening her eyes to meet mine. “Oh, damn, do you have . . . you know? A condom.”
“Yeah.” I rolled to the side and brushed my hand over her flat stomach. “I’ve kept a package in the glove box of my car since we started talking about it.” I stood, still nude, and leaned in through the open car window to fumble with the box. I managed to get one in my hands and went back to lie down again.
Ali tilted her head back and touched her lips to mine. “Are you okay with this? I mean, we don’t have to if you don’t think . . .”
“Oh, my God, babe. No. I mean, yes. Yes. I’m ready and I’m okay with it. As long as you are.”
“I love you, Flynn. I want to be with you, all the way.”
I brushed her hair out of her face. “I love you, Ali. All the way.” I slid my hand back down her side and between her legs.
“What are you doing?” She sucked in a breath as I circled my thumb over her clit. “Aren’t you going to—aren’t we—”
“It’ll be better for you if you come this way first. I want to make it as good for you as possible. If you come before I enter you . . . it might not hurt as much. Or so I read.” I slipped two fingers inside her, stroking the spot on her inner walls that made her go wild. She arched her back, her breath coming in short gasps, and then I pressed my thumb over the small bundle of nerves and brought my mouth to her nipple. Ali tensed, her hips raised as her fingers dug into my back.
“Flynn . . . oh, my God, Flynn. Oh, God.” She fell back onto the blanket as I stroked her down from the orgasm. “That was incredible.”
“You’re incredible.” I kissed down her neck. “You’re the sexiest, most beautiful woman in the world, Ali. Do you know that?”
“Flynn.” She reached back between my legs. “Please. Make love to me.”
I knelt up and ripped open the condom package. With hands that weren’t quite steady, I rolled the rubber over me for the first time in a situation of real need. I’d practiced putting one on before in the privacy of my own room, but this was a whole different deal. Ali leaned up on her elbows, watching me, which somehow made it even hotter.
“Are you sure?” I needed to ask again, to make sure she knew she could change her mind any time.
“Flynn, I’m so sure, I’m about to roll you onto your back and take you myself.”
I choked on a laugh. “Okay, I get it.” I held her face and lowered my lips to hers. “I just want you to know, Ali, that I love you, and I’ll never leave you. As long as I live.”
She wrapped her arms around my back. “As long as I live.”
I positioned myself between her thighs. I’d listened to enough guys in locker rooms and read enough stuff on line to realize that taking a girl’s virginity was a dicey business. It might hurt her. She might cry. She might bleed. I was going to do my best to make it good for her. But she was taking my V-card too, so we were all newbies here.
I balanced on one arm and with the other hand, I rubbed the head of my cock over her slick folds. Ali hummed, kneading her hands into my back. When I felt like I was going to explode if I didn’t do something, I entered her, just a little.
“Are you okay?” I gritted my teeth, trying to keep from going too fast.
