Page 12 of Fight or Flight
“Do you want me?” She questions, her gaze colliding with my own, her pupils dilating slightly, making her eyes look almost obsidian.
“Yes,” I reply honestly, my hand lifting on its own accord to touch the soft skin on her arm.
It’s then that she stands on her tippy-toes to reach my lips and comes so close that I can almost taste her minty breath on my tongue.
I don’t know who closes the last remnants of distance between us. Before I know it, our lips touch, and I’m gone.
My hands go everywhere, relishing in the feel of her small yet feminine curves. My tongue slips into her open mouth, making me yearn for more. Without moving away, I slip out of my leather jacket and start to back her away slowly toward the bed.
She matches my enthusiasm fully. Kiss for kiss, touch for touch. Claire moans loudly when my hand lands on her breast.
Hastily, she starts tugging on my shirt, so quickly I take it off and groan when she starts kissing my pecs, with her nails slowly dragging downward to reach into my pants.
Unable to wait any longer, I lower her onto the mattress and kneel between her open thighs.
Jesus Christ, if I had known that this would be how this evening would end up, I would never have fought my brother so much about going to the Mill today. And if I hadn’t been there to see that dipshit’s hands on my girl...
I snap my eyes to her face and am met with a fiery, daring look.
My girl? I’ve known Claire for like two seconds, and I’m already putting a claim on her. What the hell, dude...
My thoughts get immediately scrambled into nothingness when Claire uses the small moment of hesitation to her advantage. She sits up slightly and unclasps her bra, giving me an unobscured view of her beautiful tits.
If it’s possible, my cock swells even more in my jeans, making it almost painful.
Working on an instinct, I lean in and lick the puckered nipple before going to the other, satisfied when I get a surprised squeak from Claire that turns into a low moan as I twirl my tongue around the hard bud.
She raises her hand blindly, searching for the opening of my fly and gasps when I slip one finger into her panties and tease her on her most intimate parts.
I get her worked up as she fumbles with the zipper and then curse loudly when her hand closes over my dick.
“Aidan?” She asks, her voice sounding unsure for the first time, and I stop what I’m doing to give her my full attention.
“Do you want me to stop?” I ask, sounding winded.
“No!” She exclaims forcefully and stops my hand from retreating, and I lift my eyebrows in question. She licks her lips and glances at the bulge in my pants.
“It’s just that I have never done this before. Sure, I watched lots of porn out of curiosity and stuff, but it’s not the same...”
A sound escapes from my throat, something between a groan and amusement, but she ignores me.
“... as actually doing it. So, I want you to teach me how to do it so it feels good to you.”
“Claire, maybe we should stop. I don’t want you to feel obliged...” I start, not fully believing that I’m actually trying to say no to a girl like Claire, that’s currently lying under me in my bed with a hand on my dick. But it’s my last resort to not think of myself as a total bastard.
“Can you please shut up already? We both know you’re not some knight in shining armor rescuing a damsel in distress here. You want to fuck me, and I want to get fucked by you. The only thing standing in the way is my lack of experience and some dumbass chivalrous thing you are trying to do. I want my first time to be with you, Aidan. This is my choice. I picked you. If you don’t want that, you can tell me to fuck off, but otherwise just get on with...”
I don’t let her finish as my mouth lands on her with renewed passion, and I finally let go of all of my restrictions.
I get us both fully naked and am grabbing for a condom from my bedside drawer in no time.
Positioning myself at her entrance, I look up one last time into her eyes and mutter, “There will be no going back.”
“Good,” she whispers before I slowly slide into her.
At this moment, it is everything. Pure bliss. A connection like I never knew before.
And even at this time, I know, though I can’t fully explain it yet, that something life-changing is happening to me. A part of my heart shifts, attuning itself to Claire’s.