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She looked up at me, hand falling from her mouth. Her eyes were wet; cheeks flushed, lips bruised from my rough kisses, her expression dazed. I pushed aside the pride I felt because I was the reason she looked that way.
“Tell me you want this,” I said.
I waited, a little worried she would say no. In the next second, I was relieved when she nodded quickly.
“I want this, please, just make the ache stop.” Her words were like a balm to me and I sighed in relief.
“It’s going to hurt a little,” I warned.
Her hands clutched my shoulder, and I reached a hand down to position my cock. Just to tease us both, I rubbed the head of my dick on her clit. Then, I pressed against her entrance, and I paused. I ducked down my head, kissed her, the hand not holding my dick caressed one of her nipples to distract her. She slowly relaxed against me, letting out a groan, as her arms came around my shoulders.
When she was sufficiently ready, I pushed forward. I felt her tense as her walls parted around the head of my cock. She shuddered, whimpering, as I drove through some resistance until I was completely seated inside of her. Her small cry of pain tore through me, but I knew what I did next would make the slight pain worth it. And she’d never have to feel that pain ever again once it was gone.
I gave her a few seconds to get adjusted. I held myself still until she sighed with a new sound and I started to thrust my hips into her. I might only be 18, but I’ve had a good deal of practice in the last few years. The strokes were deep, slow, as I let her walls get used to the penetration and relax around me. The tension in her body lessened as well. After I made sure she was ready for something a little more intense, a sense of urgency grew in me, and I started to pick up my pace. I rolled my hips, made my thrusts faster, harder, and so much deeper. She was tight around me, and the scent of her perfume intensified as her skin heated up until all I could smell was her sex and the scent of her perfume. For a moment, I faltered as some brand new emotion rose within me. When her walls squeezed around me a shudder ran through my body and the emotion washed away.
“Is it good?” I asked, still trying to be careful.
She answered me with a groan that I took as a yes. I moved a little more languidly, but harder, which made her groan again. I had to press my head into her shoulder to muffle my own groan in response to hers. My cock slid in and out of her, rubbing against her walls slickly, bringing us both pleasure. I could feel some strain in my back and my thighs, and I thought of the two of us finding a room with a bed after this so we could do it all over again in comfort. I’d like to explore her fantastic body a little more, find out what that scent was maybe. With her lips right at my ear, I could hear the little gasps and moans that she tried to muffle as she clung to me with her arms around my shoulder and her leg wrapped around my hips. I was completely surrounded by this mysterious girl, and it added to my excitement.
Then, I felt it. Like electricity had shot into my spine, running up and down, then into my balls. I bit down on the skin of her neck, being careful not to leave a mark as I slammed into her. I felt her body shudder in my arms as she came at last, and I groaned in relief. Her walls were getting tighter and tighter around my cock, convulsing around me, and I gave a couple of sporadic thrusts and came, shooting deep inside of her.
I held her with the palms of my hands under ass as our bodies started to relax. We were still naked; my cock was still inside her. My body felt tired and achy, but the good kind of tired and achy. As she panted against my neck, I thought she felt the same.
I hesitated. I wanted to ask her to leave the party with me and go up to bedroom. I could ditch the guys outside the closet, find my room and continue. I leaned down when she opened her eyes, and kissed her. I was too busy kissing her to notice the noise outside increase until I heard someone banging on the closet door. We both went still.
“Hey! Evan, dude, you better get out of there! Someone called the cops!”
Fuck!
I pulled back, both of us shuddering as my cock slid out of her. Now that I was paying attention, I realized it had gotten very loud outside. I wasn’t sure who it was that had warned us, but I’d have to find him and thank him later. It wasn’t the first time I threw a party where someone called the cops, and it was always every man for himself.
“Oh crap,” I heard her mutter.
We started grabbing for our clothes, quickly pulling them on. My pants had fallen to my knees, but I was better off. With the dim light, it was harder for her than it was for me. I opened the closet to step outside and heard and saw people running around in panic. My friend stood close by, looking anxiously at the closet and he glared at me when I opened the door.
“Dude, hurry up!” He hissed. “We gotta leave!”
“What happened,” I said back, ignoring him.
He shrugged, looking frustrated. “Who knows? It’s probably one of the neighbors around here, it was getting kind of loud outside, but whatever. You know the drill. If we don’t get out now, we’re dead meat.”
Of course, I knew. This wasn’t my first time running from the cops. I turned around to say something to her, but the closet door was wide open, and I could see she wasn’t inside.
Shit!
I looked around, but I couldn’t see her. The crowd had lessened a bit as I followed my friend out of the room. It was too late; though, I didn’t see her.
She was gone.
Chapter Three
Anita
The cafeteria, as usual, was loud. Students grouped with their friends and classmates at the tables around the room, chatting loudly, and my friend Hayley and I were the same.
“I’m so jealous,” Hayley muttered, pouting at me from across the table. “How did you end up in a closet with Evan? I was at another party and had some drunk guy hit on me and grab my ass, then had his girlfriend giving me shit when I tried to complain because she thought I was going after her man. As if I’m that kind of girl.”
Her nose wrinkled in irritation. Hayley was my closest friend. Just like Evan, we’d gone through high school together, though it wasn’t until our sophomore year when we were grouped for a project that we realized we had a lot in common and became friends. She was the first real best friend I’d ever had, and we shared pretty much everything.
