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“Don’t stop,” I choked out. “Please, don’t stop…”
“Not on your life,” he vowed as he worked me with this tongue and finger. “You’re going to cum all over my face like a good girl, Edie.”
I moaned uncontrollably. “Yes.”
When Lars slid a second finger inside me, it took me back to the restroom at school, and I knew that it wasn’t going to be long before he had me exploding all over his face. As if his talented fingers weren’t enough, his tongue was making me see God in all the good ways, and I couldn’t believe how I’d spent years denying myself this incredible amount of pleasure.
“Don’t stop,” I cried out as I felt that familiar sensation begin to take over. After Lars had gotten me off at school, I could never forget what this feeling was.
“Cum for me, Edie,” Lars demanded. “Show me how good I make you feel.”
That was all it took to take me over the edge, and the tidal waves of pleasure were wracking my body into a frenzy that I didn’t want a cure from. I felt the upsurge reach everywhere, and I wanted Lars to do it again. I wanted to feel this way all the time, though I knew that wasn’t possible.
It wasn’t until I felt the heat of Lars’ body blanket me from head to toe that I opened my eyes to find him laying on top of me, his weight braced on his elbows. He looked so serious and intense as he stared down at me, and I also noticed how his lips were shiny, and though I should have felt embarrassed by that, the tremors still wracking my body had me not caring that he was covered in me.
“Are you sure about this, Edie?” he asked. “We don’t have to do this if you’re not absolutely sure.”
I drew my knees up to circle my legs around his waist. “I’m sure, Lars.”
“Tell me you love me,” he demanded, and I could feel my heart ache with his request. Usually, it was the girl that needed this kind of reassurance from the guy, but not this time.
“I love you,” I said, the words feeling true and right in this moment. After all, I’d always loved Lars as a friend, so this wasn’t that big of a step for me.
“I love you,” he whispered, and just like I was giving Lars something that no other guy had ever had, he was giving me something that I knew he hadn’t ever given any girl before me.
I gave him a tiny nod in acknowledgement and acceptance before Lars shoved his entire length inside me, the pain causing me to cry out, my body shaking with the invasion.
“Shh, baby,” he said, kissing the side of my head. “I know, I know.”
“Oh, God…”
“Shh, Edie…just…give it a second,” he murmured against my cheek. “Just give it a few seconds.”
I wasn’t sure how long I laid there, forcing my body to relax around Lars’ length and thickness, but I had to bite my lip when he started moving his hips, the pain still prevalent. My eyes started to water as Lars whispered sweet words of encouragement in my ear, the strain in his voice announcing his obvious discomfort at having to hold back.
Determined to be brave again, I moved my hips, pushing back against his, and Lars let out a low growl as his movements started to pick up. Soon, he was gliding in and out of me with enough fluidity for the pain to ease a bit, and when the sounds of my wetness got louder, Lars stopped holding back,
“Lars…oh, God…” My whimpers were enough to encourage him some more, and before I knew it, he was fucking me in steady strokes, my body reaching for that high again.
“Edie, I’m not going to last,” Lars announced. “So, I need you with me, okay?”
“O…okay,” I panted.
“Do you need me to eat your pussy some more?”
That dirty offer had my body clenching again, “No,” I cried out. “Just…don’t stop…don’t stop…”
When I came for a second time, Lars was right behind me, and luckily for him, I was on birth control because I knew that all the wetness between my legs was not just from me.
Two hours and another round later, there was no doubt that I was in love with Lars Finley, and I really needed to talk to someone about it before I lost my damn mind.
Chapter 19
The guilt that rises like a tidal wave.
Edie~
While it wasn’t late, it was late enough, but that wasn’t stopping me from waiting up for Mom. Normally, I’d call Kenzlee with this kind of news, but it was late, and even if it weren’t, I really wanted to talk to Mom about me and Lars. This was new territory for me, and I needed the advice of someone that could see the future. Young love couldn’t see beyond its crazy passion, so I didn’t think that Kenzlee could really help me wrap my mind around what just happened. She was happily in love, so I could see her giving me advice based on the theory that everyone was happily in love.
