Being away from him for the first time in my life was awful. But I knew it had to be done if he were to ever see me as anything other than Ryan’s baby sister.
I used that year to get my body in shape. Clear my acne. Learn how to walk, talk, and dress to prove to a twenty-four-year-old man that I wasn’t a kid. He would, by God, see that I was no longer that little girl who once begged to be allowed inside their boys-only fort. He would see me as a woman to be reckoned with. A sexual being who wanted him. A virgin more than ready to lie beneath him.
And it worked like a charm. Ben finally noticed me. Of course, it took a red silk halter-top, a short skirt, four-inch wedges, and a date with a boy the entire school thought was hot shit. But the point is, it worked. I finally caught his attention.
And now he’s mine. Next on the agenda is bringing Ryan aboard. I already know it won’t be easy but I’m up for the challenge; Ben is worth the fight.
I’m already awake when the phone alerts us it’s five o’clock. “Good morning, my sweet Em.”
“Good morning, Big Ben.” I giggle as I call him that but it’s actually a scary thought when I consider the logistics of it all. I thought about it a lot last night. I’m not an idiot. I know the female anatomy stretches to accommodate but my vagizzle will have to do a whole bunch of stretching to fit that tonsil tickler. But I don’t care. I still want to do it.
I roll to my stomach and get on all fours before leaning down to kiss him.
“Mmm . . . someone has minty breath. How’d that happen?”
“Had to make a bathroom run so I thought I might as well freshen up.” Big fat lie. The truth is I have a plan, and I intend on carrying it out before I leave his bed this morning.
I toss my leg over Ben’s hips so I’m straddling him when I get on top. We’re still naked from last night’s mutual masturbation session so my naked pussy grazes his cock. I gasp because it’s the first time the two have touched.
And it turns me the fuck on.
A warm tingle spreads through every part of my groin and pelvis, and I instinctively rotate my hips so my slick slit is rubbing against him. I’ve been lying here for an hour plotting, gathering all my courage, and dreaming of everything I want to do with Ben. I’ve seen a hundred different sexual fantasies in my head the last hour so I’m super wet. Drenched.
“Whoa, Em. We can’t do this.” He’s saying the words but his fingers are digging into my hips. Moving with them. Not stopping them. That’s definitely not a no. Now is the time to strike.
I press my mouth to his ear so he can feel my warm breath. “You want to fuck me, Ben. I know it. You know it, too,” I whisper before sucking his earlobe into my mouth. I’m going to make this happen.
“Yes. I want to fuck you more than … I want to breathe but …”
I put my finger over his lips. “Shh. No buts.”
“There is a but. A huge one and he’s downstairs, right below us, on the couch.”
“That but is passed out cold, so he’ll never know. I’ll leave your bed afterward and he’ll be none the wiser.” He doesn’t argue with me so I press further by grasping his dick and using it to rub my clit. “Please, Ben. Can’t you feel how much I want you? How wet I am? It’s all for you.”
He still isn’t stopping me so I sink down, pushing the crown of his cock just inside my entrance. Fuck, he’s letting me.
I’m suddenly flipped onto my back, being topped by Ben as he hovers above me. “It’s not happening like that, Em. I will be the one to fuck you. I will be the one to pop your cherry. I will be the one in control. Not the other way around.”
“You’ll pop my cherry, huh?” I lock my legs around his waist and hold him prisoner. “Then let’s go. Do it.”
“I will but not before I eat your virgin pussy.” His words accompany a growl against my ear. For the first time, he’s not telling me no. We’re actually going to do it.
This. Is. Happening.
There isn’t a word for the excessive excitement I’m feeling right now. It’s ridiculous how happy I am.
I release him from my leg lock, and he crawls down my body. He kneels between my legs and yanks me lower in the bed as though I weigh nothing while lifting my ass to rest on his chest. I’m nearly upside down as everything between my legs is right there in his face.
He traces his nose over my vaginal lips and inhales deeply. “You don’t know how many times I’ve jerked off while thinking about this and what it must smell like. What it must taste like.”
I gasp when he drags his warm, wet tongue through my slit. “Oh, shit, Ben.”