I drove over to Trace’s house and parked in the driveway as another car pulled up. A kid Ben’s age went to the door, looking over at me with interest as he rang the doorbell. I laughed, remembering how boys were at that age. I hung back to let them do their thing. Ben came to the door, calling goodbye to his dad as he left the house with his friend. Ben saw me and his friend nudged him, asking him something in a low voice.

“Night, Embry,” he called out before ducking into the silver SUV in the driveway. Then he was gone.

Well, all right then.

I rang the doorbell and heard footsteps before Trace opened the front door.

“Hi, Embry,” he greeted me, pulling me inside before he kicked the door closed.

His lips claimed mine in a hungry kiss. I slipped my arms around his neck and met his tongue with mine, feeling the desire hit me like a freight train. After last night, it was safe to assume that Trace and I weren’t going to wait too much longer, and my heart jumped in my throat.

“We have the house to ourselves tonight,” Trace whispered as he locked the door and dropped my backpack to the ground.

“Ben doesn’t want to be here with you?” I asked.

He chuckled into another long kiss. “He’s twelve. He wants to hang out with his friends, but we’ve spent some time together.” Trace reached down to take my hand. “Come upstairs with me.”

Trace stared at me as I turned to face him, his face hungry and eyes dark.

“Trace?” I asked as I stepped closer to him, trembling when he touched my face.

“I’m going to make you mine,” he promised me. “Are you ready?”

I didn’t answer but instead pulled him to me to kiss him. I was scared but knew that Trace would take care of me. I knew that he would make me feel good based on all the times we’d spent together so far. My knees went weak as I clung to him.

Trace lifted me against his body and took me to the bed. He covered me with his heavy body as our mouths met hungrily. I wrapped my legs around him, pulling his hard cock against my core as I rocked against him.

Trace pulled away to strip his clothes off, and I worked my own off, moving up onto the mattress as he crawled across the bed to me to kiss me again.

His hand squeezed my breasts, and I moaned against him. He slid a hand down my body and between my legs. He slipped two fingers into my wet pussy, and I cried out, feeling him spread me open.

“I want to fuck you so hard, Embry. I want to make you mine.”

“Yes, Trace,” I pleaded.

He started to fuck me with his hand, and his lips sucked at my neck. I was overwhelmed with sensations and emotions as he moved down my body, settling between my legs to suck one of my nipples deep into his mouth. His fingers were still buried inside of me, and his thumb stroked my clit firmly

I felt the orgasm building inside of me. “Oh, God,” I moaned. “I’m going to come.”

He added another finger, spreading me open as I clawed his back. It hurt but I wanted more, and I rocked against him violently as I keened with pleasure.

The orgasm was explosive as I came. I dropped back to the bed, and I let out a long breath. Trace bent down to kiss my pussy, soothing it with his tongue and lips while I closed my eyes.

I knew that this was the night. As I watched him between my legs, our eyes locked and I knew that he was it for me. I’d known that for longer than I wanted to admit. He sucked my clit between his lips before pulling away from me.

“I want you on your knees,” Trace told me.

A shiver ran through me at those words. He bent down to kiss me gently, my taste still on his lips as his erection pressed against my thigh, hot and thick. I pictured the way that the biggest dildo felt inside of me last night and moved over on my stomach, taking a deep breath as I stuck my ass up in the air.

Trace moved behind me, using his fingers inside of me again as I moaned. He used one hand to spank my ass, making me jerk forward as my juices dripped down my thigh.

“Fuck me, Trace, please,” I begged him as I felt him pull away from me.

It was such an empty feeling and I leaned forward as I caught my breath, shaking with need.

I felt his hands on my hips, and his cock pressed against me.

“Do you have something for protection?” I asked weakly as he squeezed my skin between his hands.

“I am taking you bare, baby. I am clean, and I want to come inside of you. I never want anything between us.”

He teased me with the tip of him, and I pushed back, feeling him enter me. I closed my eyes. Though I’d never made love to someone, I knew I wanted him to be my first. The slight pinch of pain was quickly followed by a warmth I didn’t know could exists.

“You good?” He gave me a lovingly look that melted me.

“Yeah. Don’t stop. Please.” I loved feeling his hot skin inside of me, sliding into my wetness as I arched my back.

He moved deeper and a little faster, increasing his pace with every movement of his hips. I reached out blindly to cling to the iron headboard as he slammed into me, one hand on my hip and one gripping my ass.

I cried out his name. “Trace!” I screamed as I came. The waves of pleasure rolled through me. He thrust a few more times, coming with a cry as he stilled. I felt his release mixing with mine. We collapsed to the bed, breathing heavily as I felt his damp skin against mine.