Chapter Eight
Molly
I lay there, shaking and quivering. I couldn’t believe what I’d just done – I’d actually slept with my lifelong crush, Alex Travers.
And now what was going to happen?
Alex got dressed and left without another word. He whistled as he walked down the hall. I heard him open the fridge, then the clink of beer bottles. Then a few seconds later, the front door slammed shut.
I thought my heart would never slow down to normal.
The sex had been incredible. It had been better than movie sex, then all of the raunchiest sex I’d ever imagined. It had been better than romance books. And Alex himself…I shook my head in disbelief. The man was like a Greek god, with his perfect body and shining cap of blonde hair.
And he’d slept with me. Not only had he slept with me, he’d given me an amazing orgasm. It was the first I’d ever had.
I pulled the sheet over my naked body and trembled. What am I gonna tell Rebecca when she gets home, I wondered nervously. Should I be honest?
Before I had much more time to think about what I’d say to my best friend, the front door opened and then banged shut.
“Mol! I’m home!” Rebecca yelled. I heard the thump and rustle of plastic grocery bags as she set them down in the foyer. My stomach rumbled and I launched out of bed, pulling on my discarded clothes. I was still shaking and trembling by the time I was in the hall.
“Molly? Are you okay?” Rebecca narrowed her eyes. “It’s not like you to stay in bed this late.”
“I’m fine,” I said. I swallowed hard. “Um, I have something to tell you?”
Rebecca wasn’t listening. She was searching through the grocery bags, frowning. “I swear I bought mustard,” she muttered. “Did they really forget to include it?”
“Hey, I need to talk to you,” I said, clearing my throat.
“Well, talk to me in the kitchen,” Rebecca said. “I got milk and it’s already warm.”
I grabbed two of the closest bags and followed Rebecca into the kitchen. She was muttering under her breath as she rushed around, putting things away and slamming cabinet doors. When the bags were emptied and stuffed into the recycling, she grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and sat down, heaving.
“It’s so hot out there,” she said. “God, it’s like being in a swamp. Why the heck do they call this the Northeast if we’re always boiling during the summer?”
I laughed nervously. “No idea,” I said, shaking my head.
“So, what did you want to talk about?”
I flushed hotly.
Rebecca’s jaw dropped. “Something happened,” she said slyly. “With a boy. Am I right?”
“More of a man, really,” I said softly. “But…yes.”
“Well? Who?”
“Your brother.” The words came out as a squeak and I cleared my throat. “Alex,” I said, swallowing again. “He came over here…about thirty minutes ago.”
“Oh my gosh,” Rebecca said. She clapped a hand over her mouth. “Molly!”
“And we, um…”
“Well, tell me,” Rebecca said eagerly. “I want to know everything.”
My cheeks burned as I recalled the intense, orgasmic sensations that had rocked my body like a powerful storm.
“We slept together,” I said. “It was..”
“Oh, god, I hope he wasn’t bad,” Rebecca said. She wrinkled her nose. “Did you have fun?”
All I could do was nod. “Yeah,” I said. “It was…really good.”
“Okay, like, I don’t want to know the super dirty details, he is my brother, after all,” Rebecca said. “But was he nice to you, at least? Like, not mean?”
“He was…very instructive,” I said softly, clearing my throat.
“Are you gonna do it again?”
“I have no idea,” I said. “We didn’t really talk. I mean, he just left when it was over.”
“Oh.” Rebecca frowned. “Are you okay with that?”
“Yeah,” I said. I blushed and bit my lip. “I don’t really even know what we would talk about. We don’t have anything in common.”
“You had good sex,” Rebecca said. She smirked. “I mean, that’s a thing, right?”
“Rebecca, you know he sleeps with everyone. You said it yourself.”
“Yeah, but…” Rebecca trailed off. “I don’t know, Mol.”
“He was fine,” I said. “And if it happens again, cool. If not, I don’t know, maybe you were right. Maybe I will start to feel more confident, knowing I had such a good time.”
Rebecca nodded. “That was exactly what I was thinking,” she said.
“Well, thanks,” I said, leaning back against my chair. I sighed. “I can’t believe it, but I do really feel different,” I said.
Rebecca nodded again. “Yeah, I felt that way, too. Like I had a secret, or something.”
“It was different for you,” I said. “We were younger, I mean, most people were still virgins then.”
Rebecca laughed. “Oh, Molly,” she said. “I don’t know about that. Most of the people I know lost their virginity in high school.”
“Gosh, that feels like such a long time ago,” I said. “Can you believe we only graduated four years ago?”
“No,” Rebecca said. She wrinkled her nose. “That makes me feel old.”
“Me, too.”
We lapsed into a comfortable silence and again, Alex drifted into my mind. Had he been serious when he said “next time”? Or was that just something he said to all the women he fucked? I blushed when I remembered his comment about my butt. I’d never even thought about having anal sex before, it had always seemed so dirty and weird!
But I couldn’t lie – a part of me was intrigued at the thought of doing anything else with Alex…no matter how weird or strange it was.