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“Shh, we can’t wake Mamaw and Papaw.” Rachel’s lips brush my ear as she whispers, sending a chill down my spine.
She’s tucked into my side as we sneak through the grass. I parked at the end of the driveway so that my car wouldn’t disturb her grandparents. I’m sure they know we’re up to no good. It’s our senior year, we just had our final prom, and graduation is in a few weeks.
We sneak through the grass, my arm around her waist. Every few steps, she presses kisses down my neck, and by the time we reach the barn door, her hands have freed my shirt from being tucked into my pants. When we slip inside, the reality of what’s about to happen is more than I anticipated. She slides the lock into place but doesn’t turn around, and the image of her standing in front of the closed door, her beautiful gown spread out around her feet, takes my breath away. Hay needles are scattered across the ground, and while I’m ready to do this, I don’t want it to be uncomfortable for either of us.
“Is it cliché of us to do this on prom night?” Rachel turns, nibbling her bottom lip.
I pull her to me with one arm around her waist and raise my other arm to free that plump flesh from her teeth. “It would only be a cliché if that’s why we were doing it. And if you don’t want to, we won’t. We have the rest of our lives, Rachel. I’m with you. That’s all that matters.”
For a beat, she doesn’t move and she doesn’t say anything. We stand there frozen with my thumb on her mouth. She stares up at me so intensely I can imagine the wheels turning in her mind. She pulls me closer, grabbing my hand from her face and covering my mouth with hers.
Our kiss is soft and slow at first. Her hands interlock at the nape of my neck, mimicking how we danced earlier, only this time it’s our tongues dancing instead. She deepens the kiss and I respond enthusiastically, slipping my tongue through my lips to trace her mouth. She opens her mouth, her responsiveness thrilling me, and sucks on my tongue. The pulse of the motion combined with her pressed against me has me hardening , and I’m thankful the pants to this suit leave a little room for that. She breaks the kiss, our shoulders heaving with our heavy breaths, and moves her hands to cup my face.
“I want to do this, Jack.”
“Are you sure?” I search her face, wanting to make sure there’s no shadow of doubt.
“I’m positive.”
She drops her arms, intertwining our hands and pulling me deeper inside the barn. Her dress is wrinkled now, but it’s still beautiful. We don’t want it ruined, though. She stops at the bottom of the ladder, nodding up to the loft. “We’ll be more comfortable up there.”
She tries to kick off her heels but can’t manage, and I drop to one knee, moving the skirt out of her way so I can get to the buckles. I free one foot, lifting it carefully to slip the shoe off, then the other. I glance up at her leaning against the ladder, her eyes dancing down at me. My hands move instinctively, pulling the dress with them until her panties are exposed.
We’ve made out. We’ve used hands to bring each other pleasure. But that’s as far as we’ve been until now. I’ve watched videos of this, but I’m still nervous. I want to make her feel amazing, but what if I’m terrible at it?
“No overthinking. That’s my job,” Rachel jokes, and that lightens my nerves a bit.
Before I can overthink things again, I put my mouth on her, still holding the dress up so I can get to her. The material is already damp, her musky scent driving me further. I’m frustrated with all the material. Between the dress and her panties, this is pretty awkward, and I’m sure it isn’t enjoyable for her.
“Let me pull this down.” She hooks her thumbs in the sides, then pulls the panties down, and after she steps out of them, I throw them to the side.
Before she stands all the way back up, I snatch a kiss from her, enjoying the blush that colors her cheeks. Now she’s bare before me. Her dark curls are trimmed and perfect, and as I lean in for my second attempt, I’m feeling more confident. Now my tongue can separate her easily. And as I nibble and suck, the newness of what I’m doing sinks in. My body is already extremely aware, my dick straining against my underwear, and oh my god, why haven’t we been doing this for weeks?
Rachel squirms against my face, but not like she’s trying to get away. It’s as if she can’t get close enough. She moves her hips lower, and I realize she’s trying to get my mouth to a certain spot, so I follow her directions. The long, slow gasp that slips out of her has me smiling against her.
“Don’t move,” she whispers. “That’s it.”
And so I obey, leaving my tongue out as she grinds against it. I glance up at the majestic sight when she throws her head back, her body shaking, and I jump to my feet to make sure she doesn’t fall off the ladder, grabbing her in my arms.
She grins at me, pleased, and I can’t help but kiss her senseless for a moment.
“Now, unzip this contraption.” She turns her back to me, moving her hair to the side, and I obey quickly.
It drops to the ground in a huge puff. “It’s going to be dirty now.”
“I only bought it for you to take off, anyway,” she teases before stepping out of the puff and climbing the ladder.
I would ask about what she just said, but I’m too distracted by her ass wiggling as she makes her way up to the loft.
She reaches the top, glancing down at me again. “Are you going to get naked and get up here, or do I have to take care of myself?”
I’ve never taken my clothes off so fast in my life. My clothes are in a pile by her dress, and I’m up the loft after her before she can make another smart-ass comment. I’ve never been up here before, but I wasn’t expecting a whole bed.
“What the heck?” I glance toward the bed, momentarily distracted.
“This is a farm, Jack. When we have animals in labor, someone has to sleep out here. The last few years, it’s been me.” Her eyes roam over me as if she’s starving and can’t wait to dig in.
The tension in the air thickens as we come together. I take her face in my hands, kissing her again and again, backing her to the bed until she hits the mattress. I lay her back gently on the bed and cover her body with mine, our kiss never breaking. Her soft sounds, her hands roaming over my back… it’s absolute perfection. I break our kiss, looking down at her. Her hair spreads out around her, her lips swollen from our kissing.
