“Why'd you want to show me that, Ryan?” she asked, scooting next to me on the mattress until our thighs touched.
“Because, that's what I meant when I said I don't deserve you. A guy who does something like that shouldn't be your first.”
She covered her mouth.
“You're still laughing,” I said.
“Only because I think you're a sweet guy who doesn't evenknowthathe's sweet.”
“What does that mean?”
“Ryan, the kind of guy who compulsively collects panties because he's a perverted monsterisn'tthe kind of guy to turn a virgin down because he thinks she deserves better for her first time.”
“Then what am I?”
She grabbed my arm and made me drape it around her shoulders. “A guy who actually cares. And I've dealt with enough creeps that I'mnormallypretty good at spotting them by now.” With my arm around her, she snuggled against my side. “You're the first guy to turn me down, I'll tell you that much.”
She was so close, her warmth crept over me, and that dangerous scent of hers clouded my mind. I stroked her hair.
“Hardest thing I've ever done,” I said with a smile. “I like you, Ella.”
“I know. I like you too.” She smiled at me and took the ice bag from my face.
“How does it look now?” I asked.
Carefully, she touched the skin around my eye. “Much better. It's kinda sexy, honestly.”
I leaned in and softly kissed her. It wasn't the naughty, forbidden kisses that yesterday's make-out session on the couch was. Instead, the embrace of our lips was something deeper, something more meaningful. Our lips locked, and we explored each other deeper. Like we were trulyseeingeach other, for who we really were, for the very first time.
Her head hit the pillow and she invited me between her legs. I climbed on top of her, and she squeezed her legs around my back and pulled me into her.
Ella snuck her hand down to my crotch and fondled my growing penis.
“Ella,” I panted. “We don't—”
She put her finger to my lips. “I'm tired of waiting, Ryan,” she said with a twinkle in her eye. “I'm ready.”
“But … what about Lance?”
“I don't care what he thinks. Besides, he's staying at Lindsay's tonight.”
I stared at her.Should I?
But as she tugged me through my sweatpants, and my firming cock began to throb in her dainty hand, my troubles grew.
I gulped.
I couldn't … Lance would kill me if I slept with his sister after everything that had already happened … but …
“I want it, Ryan. I wantyou.”
Chapter 27
First Time
Ella
I could see it all over Ryan's purple-and-blue eye: hestillwasn't sure he should do this.