Page 21 of It Happened Back Then
She falls forward, giggling, and I wrap my arms around her back. She rocks her hips over me, and a low groan falls from my lips.
“Finding Bean Lake changed our life.”
“What do you mean? We would have found it in high school. Everyone always spent time down there when they cut class.”
“But we found it together, first.” She sits back. “I loved every first we ever had, didn’t you?”
I nod and lick my lips, squeezing her just a tiny bit tighter.
“And no one can ever take those firsts from us.”
She’s trying to seduce me, and though I want her to, sex can’t be a reason to uproot my life. “Nostalgia isn’t changing my mind, Peach.”
With my arms still around her, she pushes me to my back, falling with me. She gives a quick peck to my lips before smiling and brushing her hair behind her ear. “You gave me my first nickname.”
My hand drifts down her back to her ass, where I give her a quick spank. “With an ass like this how could I not?” Her eyes widen and I laugh. “What?”
“You called me that because my butt is big? I thought it was because my name was Blossom. You know, like a peach blossom that blooms in the spring.”
I chuckle and throw my hand behind my head, propping myself up slightly. “Nope. Even as a young kid I knew your ass was special.”
“Bennett!” She acts appalled and starts to pull back, but I hold her in place, using her backward momentum to roll her over so I can settle between her legs. I press into her, and we both moan softly. She lifts her head, pecks my lips again then shyly says, “You gave me my first orgasm.”
“Was I there?” She throws her head back and laughs, a boisterous sound that has me quickly covering her mouth with my hand. “Shh! You’ll wake my parents.” We laugh together and it’s easy and fun andfuck, I love her. Why can’t she love me back?
She traces the slope of my nose and says, “You weren’t there the first time, no. But you may have caught a few assisted ones, here and there.”
I lay my forehead on her chest and tease, “So, you’re saying our first time didn’t really do it for you?”
She giggles, “Now that’s funny.”
I tap the tip of her nose playfully. “I like that you’ve thought of me, though I would have liked to have seen your face when I made you come on my own.”
“You know what? You're right. I saw your face every time I made you come, so I guess it would only be fair for you to see mine.” She’s teasing me, trying to get me riled up. “I hope you know what you’re doing now,” she sing-songs, and I pinch at her sides until she tucks her face into my neck, trying to keep quiet. Though I hear her loud and clear when she says, “Would it change your mind if you made me come?”
My eyes connect with hers, and the room becomes heavy with lust. “What are you asking me, Blossom?”
“I’m asking for another first.”
My eyes flutter and my heart beats rapidly in my chest. Everything about her always tied me up inside. She shifts under me, and her eyes flare when she feels I'm hard for her.
Quietly, she asks, “Do you want it?”
“You know I do.”
“Then take it, Bennett.”
“Are you sure? We’re older. It’s going to be different.” She swallows, eyes tracking mine as I lower my voice and murmur, “There are things I like to do. Certain ways I like to fuck.”
“Bennett,” my name leaves her lips on a whisper, and I swallow it down with a kiss, deep and demanding, my tongue dueling with hers.
We pull back, both of us gasping, eyes locked as I say gruffly, “It’s going to be different, Peach, and I don’t know if you want that.” Her chest heaves, her panting breath painting my lips, but it’s her pleading eyes that has me adding, ”And this definitely isn’t the place for it.”
“What do you mean?” she asks, breathless.
“Do you really want my parents to hear what I’m going to do to you?”
“I can be quiet.” Her tone is desperate, and it makes me want her that much more.
