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“Nothing. You just—I’m not—I’m not on anything. Sydney said the pills made her feel weird.” I fumble for words. He’s always worn a condom. His parents had him when they were teenagers, and that story didn’t have a happy ending.
Holden makes a face. “I really didn’t need to know my sister is on birth control, Cassia.”
“Graham hasn’t even kissed her yet.”
Holden glances down at our laps, then back up at me. “We don’t have to…we can slow down.”
I shake my head. “I want to. Just put on a condom.”
“I was going to. I’ve never…not.”
Part of me regrets bringing this up and ruining the moment now. But I’m also curious. “Never?”
He shakes his head. Probably wary of discussing other girls with me, which I appreciate.
“So if I did go on birth control, I’d be your first?”
Holden swallows. Nods. “Yeah.”
I’m putting myself out there a little, even if it is just in the context of sex. He’s not shutting the idea down or looking uncomfortable about me assuming we’ll sleep together again.
“You have all of mine,” I whisper.
“You have more of mine than you think,” he tells me before turning and opening one of the lockers.
When he turns back around, he’s holding a familiar foil packet.
I scooch back to watch him roll the condom on, biting my lower lip. “I know this is super convenient, so I’m glad you do. But seriously? You guys keep condoms in here?”
Holden smirks as he grabs my hips and pulls me back toward him. “I’ve never used one before. Never had sex in here.” His lips move just below my jawline, kissing the sensitive skin there. “Another first, flower.”
I shiver at the sweetness, the intimacy of the moment. “I like when you call me that,” I admit for the first time. I’ve never commented on the nickname before. It was all that remained of our friendship for a while, the sole reminder of what we were. I was worried addressing it might make it disappear along with everything else we used to be.
“Yeah?” He murmurs the word against my neck.
“Why do you call me that?”
“Cassias are flowers.”
“I know. I just…”
He didn’t answer my question, but I’m not sure how else to ask.
Holden sighs. “I wanted to have a name no one else called you.”
I’m not sure what to say to that, so I kiss him instead. Holden’s hand slides under my skirt. There’s no uncertainty. No hesitation, on my part or his. His hand returns to the spot between my legs, rubbing my clit for a minute before he guides his dick inside. The stretch as I slide down is nothing but pleasure.
He feels bigger from this angle. Pushes deeper. We fall into an effortless rhythm.
Moans fall out of my mouth as the pleasure sparks and spreads.
“Quiet, flower,” he says. “Or else the whole school will hear how much you love taking me like this.”
The taunt of the forbidden, delivered in Holden’s husky voice, is all it takes. I come quickly, Holden groaning when I contract around him. He comes right after, our bodies totally in sync.
I don’t move off him right away, wanting to live in this moment a little longer.
Our breathing slows and evens. Holden’s hands are on my waist, covering the strip of skin between my skirt and sweater.
