The moment the doors opened on her floor, I took her hand and sprinted us down the hall. Once we were through her door and in her room, except for my dog tags and her bracelet, I had us naked in less than a minute.
“Don’t judge me… it’s been a fucking eternity.”
“I’m not… I’ve missed you too.” She placated my franticness by tracing a finger down my chest and over my bulging dick. And when she attached her lips below my ear and sucked, the torment was immediate.
“Baby, I swear you keep doing that, and I’ll come.” As it was, a battle between foreplay or not raged within me. I really wanted to be inside her… even while having her naked beside me needed to be savored.
“Well, before you do, there’s something I’ve been waiting to tell you.” The look on her face gave nothing away before she said, “I’m on the pill. Have been since my last period.” She giggled at the way my mouth hung open in shock. “Now that we… you know… do it… Mom doesn’t want an accidental pregnancy dictating our lives… not that she regrets having me.”
I had only been half kidding when I’d suggested Alivia go on the pill. Truly, I had no idea how it all worked, and being under eighteen had to pose a problem. But thank you, Camilla.
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“I figured that would torture you more.” She figured right. If I had known I could fuck her bare all this time, I would’ve probably done anything to do so. “With finals, graduation, parties… the stars haven’t quite aligned for us to be alone much.”
“Enough talking.” I stuffed my fingers into her hair and kissed her with every fiber of my being. Pulling her against me, our legs entwined, bringing my cock right where he wanted to be.
“It’s like Christmas and my birthday all rolled into one,” I murmured against the smooth skin of her neck. “Are you ready for me?” I asked, slipping one hand between her legs.
“Very,” she said, easily admitting what I’d already discovered. “I have been for weeks.”
With my hard cock invading the space between us, I arranged her thigh over my hip, ready to connect us with no barriers for the first time in our lives.
But first, I covered her mouth with my own, devouring her lips and probing her with my tongue. While kissing her passionately, I then gently slid into her warm channel, and she accepted every inch of me. My entire cock disappeared inside her with my first deep plunge, and a small gasp escaped her lips. My mind blanked as I fixated on an intense sensation that I had no way to prepare for.
Fucking Alivia bare almost felt as monumental as losing our virginity had.
“Does it feel different for you?” I asked through rough breaths.
“No… it feels just as amazing. You?”
“Oh, fuck yes.” The giggle that escaped had her insides clenching around me. “Shit… oh my God… Liv. This is the best thing I’ve ever felt in my fucking life. I can’t wear a condom ever again.” I paused to gulp in more air and pumped my hips. “Don’t get me wrong; the other times were perfection. But now—” A carnal grunt came next as I tried to slow down the inevitable. “It’s life-altering.”
I turned us until she was beneath me, my dog tags skimming the valley between her breasts with each thrust. My hand slipped between us, and I began circling her clit to help her along. We fell into a rhythm, and she rested her hands on my shoulders. The intensity of her stare, combined with the sensations surrounding my cock, overwhelmed me… a pleasure that bordered on being painful.
When Alivia rested her head on my forehead, I knew she was close. She gripped my neck while her pussy continued to clench around me like a vise. The wordless, graceful reaction from her body was her way of coming undone.
In contrast, my cock thrashed in and out along with a guttural groan that could’ve woken the dead. “Fuuucckk,” I croaked while emptying into her with every spastic thrust that I made. We were opposites in how we came, but the same in how thoroughly we did come. That was the best goddamn release I’d ever had.
“Shane…” She shook her head, still at a loss for words.
I crudely filled in the blanks and said, “Holy shit, Liv. After fucking you bare… I’ll never be the same again.”
Chapter Ten
Alivia
The plan was to spend the Fourth of July holiday at the beach, as we always did. But plans changed.
The night Chase graduated he received a trip to LA as a gift from his parents. The real purpose was to meet his mother’s old friend who lived in the area, but Chase saw it as the gateway to becoming a Californian. I now had to agree with Kim… there was no way that boy was coming back to New York.
And once the other two members of their band, Harrison and Joey, got wind of it, they shamelessly dubbed it a No Rulz getaway.
Shane first asked me if I was okay with it. Of course I was. We’d been connected at the hip, and a little distance wasn’t a bad thing. But spending the weekend at his parents’ house without him held no appeal, even if my mom, dad, and brother would be there.
So Kim insisted I join her on a vacation to Martha’s Vineyard. Since her brother was no longer going because of a baseball tournament, we’d have the room to ourselves. My friend further sold the trip the moment she said, “Spa day.”
Every year, the Gamberas picked a new place within the continental US to vacation during the July 4th holiday. Our stay at Martha’s Vineyard would be a week long, which meant Shane would be back before I was.
As a thank-you for having me, my parents chartered a private jet to fly us there and back. It took less than an hour to arrive. The short flight, combined with not having to deal with the ferry, had Mr. Gambera claiming he was forever spoiled.
Once we arrived at the hotel, Kim and I were first out of the car that her father had rented. “This weather is incredible.” The pleasant New England climate was a welcome change to the hot, muggy days that Manhattan supplied no relief from.
While I dragged in a deep breath of the cleaner, cooler air, Kim smiled. “Nice, right?”
“Gorgeous.” Besides the weather being perfect, it was so quiet. I was excited to be there, and from what little I’d seen of the island so far, it seemed to be a great place to chill out. No paparazzi to worry about, or no rabid fans chasing my father, his friends, and sometimes even my boyfriend. There was something to be said about low key. One could argue we had that at the Lairs’ beach house, but to have complete privacy meant we couldn’t leave the property… although it was probably as big as most resorts found on the Jersey Shore.
Kim stepped closer and lowered her voice. “Unfortunately, my parents picked this hotel because it wasn’t as popular with the younger crowd.” I glanced up at the pretty Victorian mansion. “But one of the hottest places to stay is right next door,” she added conspiratorially. “We will be there a lot. And the hotel has bikes available for their guests. We’re just a short ride from downtown and most of the tourist attractions.”
“That sounds fun.” Again, I became excited to explore without worrying about security tailing us.