CHAPTER TEN - CAROLINE
“Where should we go?” I asked softly. Dean’s arm was wrapped tightly around my shoulders as we drove away from the carnival. I rested my head on his chest as I stared out the window, looking at the stars above.
“I know a place,” Dean said, his voice low and gentle. “There’s this old cabin not far from here. It’s been abandoned for years.”
“That sounds amazing,” I said. Dean tightened his grip on me and kissed the top of my head. In that moment, I knew I would never feel this connected to another person for the rest of my life. I nuzzled closer to him, breathing in his scent.
Dean drove us down back roads, moving the truck deeper into the surrounding trees. Soon, the only light was that coming from the truck’s headlights. I felt like we were moving through a dream as Dean drove us closer to the cabin. When we pulled up, I felt my body shaking with anticipation.
Dean helped me out of the truck and took my hand as we climbed the front steps. The cabin was old and looked to be falling apart but I didn’t care. To me, it was the perfect place. When we stepped into the living room, Dean moved quickly to the fire place. He shoved some things aside and grabbed a few logs from the floor. He threw them in and pulled a box of matches from his pocket.
“Did you plan this?” I asked with a smile.
The fire lit easily, illuminating the entire room in a romantic glow. Dean shook his head and turned to face me, his eyes slowly moving down my body.
“No,” he said. “I just got lucky.”
“Well, not yet,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.
Dean’s eyes never left me as I moved my hands up to unzip my dress. It fell to the floor around my feet, leaving me in nothing but my bra and panties. Nerves fluttered through my stomach but when I met Dean’s gaze, I knew I was ready. I slid off my bra and stepped out of my panties, taking a tentative step forward.
Dean stared at my body with wide-eyed admiration. He shook his head slowly back and forth and swallowed hard.
“You’re so beautiful.” His voice was low and weak. The compliment sent shivers down my spine, and I opened my arms to him.
He stepped forward, taking me in his arms and holding me against his chest. The kiss he placed on my lips was so soft and so full of meaning that it nearly brought tears to my eyes. I held on to him with desperation as the kiss deepened, every nerve in my body calling out to him.
Dean pulled away and slowly pulled his t-shirt over his head. His ab muscles looked sexier than ever in the glow of the firelight. When he pushed his jeans and boxers down his legs, my eyes followed his movements closely. I didn’t want to miss a single second.
Standing in that room, both fully naked, we locked eyes and stared at each other. I felt so connected to him, so in love. When he moved forward to hold me again, I shivered with nerves and my eyes darted down to my feet.
My first time would mean everything and I was scared. No matter how much I loved Dean, I still felt a moment of hesitation. Just a flicker of self-doubt that made me wonder if I could possibly measure up to the other women he’d been with.
“Hey,” Dean said gently. He tucked his finger under my chin and slowly lifted my head. Our eyes met and he smiled. “We don’t have to do this. If you aren’t ready, that’s okay.”
“I want to,” I said. “I really do.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes,” I said, and I meant it. No amount of nerves was going to stop me from being with Dean.
He stepped forward and kissed me. The kiss was long and slow. His tongue pushed inside my mouth, and I melted against him, letting him wrap me in his strong arms. My naked breasts pressed against his chest and he groaned. The sound sent waves of desire coursing through my body. I placed my hands on his back, deepening our kiss and digging my nails into his skin.
The kiss turned hungry as we groped each other’s bodies. My hands were never still. I slid them down his back and felt his bare ass, while he traced my sides and dug his fingertips into my hips. When he reached up to tangle his hands in my hair, I moaned and let him pull me back, his lips sliding down to my neck.
He kissed my neck, nibbling and licking me with desperation. I was panting when he finally laid me back on the floor, his mouth moving even lower. I could feel my desire pooling between my legs as he bit down on my nipple. I cried out and writhed beneath him while he teased the tight buds one at a time.
“Dean,” I moaned, pulling his lips back to mine.
As we kissed, I kicked us over so I could straddle him. I threw one leg on either side of him and let my wet pussy slide against his already erect cock. He moaned and pushed me down harder against him. I could barely think as I knew the moment was almost here. My heart was pounding in my ears and my body was begging him to take me.
When he flipped me back over, pinning me to the floor, I felt hot and needy. All my nerves faded as he positioned himself above me. In that moment, the world slowed down. He spread my legs slowly, reaching toward his discarded jeans. As he pulled a condom from his pocket, his phone buzzed loudly.
“Do you need—”
“No,” he said shaking his head. He kissed me hard and fast. “God no.”
I grinned and watched as he tore open the condom. My hips lifted automatically, ready to take him in. I’d been told it would hurt but I didn’t care. I was desperate to feel him, to be connected to him in every possible way.
“I love you,” Dean said gently as he moved forward. “I love you so much.”
“I love you too.” I breathed.
His phone buzzed again, loud and sharp. It cut through our desire like a butcher knife. Dean sighed and looked over to where his phone lay. He frowned when he saw the screen.
“What is it?” I asked.
“Nothing,” Dean said but I could tell he was distracted. “It’s nothing.”
He shook his head and focused his attention back on me. His eyes trailed over my naked body, lying there ready for him. Just as he was about to kiss me again, his phone rang for the third time.
“Dammit,” he spat. “It’s my mom.”
“Go ahead,” I said. “It’s okay.”
He groaned and reached for his phone with a look of anger on his face.
“What?” he said.
I could hear the murmur of his mom’s voice on the other end. In an instant, his anger faded to concern. He pressed the phone harder against his ear and frowned deeply. I stared at him, waiting for some clue as to what was happening.
“I’m on my way,” he said. He hung up the phone and started grabbing his clothes. I pushed myself to my feet and followed his lead, throwing my dress back over my head and sliding my panties beneath it.
“Dean,” I said softly.
“It’s my brother,” he said quickly. “Caroline, I’m so sorry. He’s in trouble, and I have to go.”
“It’s okay,” I said. “Let’s go.”
Dean nodded and we flew out of the cabin.
***
Two days later, I still hadn’t heard from Dean. He dropped me off at Stephanie’s Friday night and drove away in a flurry of anger and fear. All I knew was that his brother was in a bind. Apparently, he hung out with some pretty bad guys and that night, he was in serious trouble. I wasn’t angry at Dean for leaving me but I was worried. It wasn’t until Monday night that my fears were calmed.
My parents dragged me to yet another event at the country club. There, I finally saw Dean again. He snuck in the back of the event hall and waved me over. I ran to him.
“Where have you been? Are you okay?” I asked frantically.
“I’m sorry,” he said. “I’ve been dealing with my brother but I’m fine. I’m okay.”
“I missed you,” I said weakly.
He smiled. “I missed you too.”
Before we could move an inch closer, my mother appeared at my side. She grabbed my arm and dug her nails into my skin.
“Ow!” I cried out.
“Come here,” she snapped. “Now!”
She pulled me into the center of the event hall, so I couldn’t make a scene. Lowering her voice and plastering a fake smile on her face, she turned to me with rage in her eyes.
“I warned you about that boy,” she hissed. “I told you to stay away from him and yet, here you are, fraternizing with him in front of everyone! What were you thinking?!”
“I’m sorry,” I said softly. “It won’t happen again.”
She glared at me for a fraction of a second and then flitted away to join my father. Her anger melted away as she mingled with the other country club elite. I wiped the tears from my eyes and moved to the edge of the room, desperately wishing I could become invisible.
As I passed a supply closet, I felt a hand reach out and pull me in. I gasped and looked up to see Dean grinning down at me.
“What are you doing?!” I said, fear overwhelming me. “She’ll see us!”
He crashed his lips down on mine, reaching around to grip my ass in his strong hands. He kissed me hard and fast, leaving me breathless.
“I couldn’t let her ruin our moment,” he said. “I haven’t seen you in days. Now, get back out there before she does see us.”
I grinned and slipped back out into the crowd. My eyes found my parents. They were still in the same place, unaware of my disappearance. I grinned wider and thought about the next time I would see Dean.