I rush through drying my hair, in a hurry to get back to Dylan. Tonight’s the night; I can feel it. I don’t know what he’s been waiting for, but he can’t keep putting me off. We have this cabin to ourselves for four nights and I plan to utilize them. I want to give him the one piece of me that he doesn’t already own.
I find Dylan lying in bed with nothing but a thin white sheet draped over him. He’s completely naked, and I fight the urge to celebrate. This is really happening. Shutting off the bathroom light, I walk slowly to the bed with only the guidance of the moonlight. Dylan holds the sheet up for me to crawl under. I move over next to him and he immediately wraps his arms around me.
“Make love to me, Dylan.”
“Aves, I don’t expect—”
I place my finger over his lips. “I know you don’t expect it. I do. I want to give you the last piece of me.”
“Avery.” He leans down and kisses my forehead.
“Just hear me out.” I wait for his confirmation; it comes with a simple nod of his head. “I love you, Dylan. Not just high school ‘he’s my boyfriend’ love, but a soul-deep, ‘feel it in my bones’ kind of love. My heart and soul have your name on them. There’s only one thing left and I want you to have it. No matter where we end up, where our futures lead, I want to know that you have that piece of me. The one piece that I will never be able to give another.”
“You’re my future, Aves. I love you.”
“I love you too.” Deciding I need to be bold, prove to him this is what I want, I reach over into the nightstand and pull out the new box of condoms I stored there earlier. I straddle his hips. “Make love to me, Dylan.”
He hooks his hand behind my neck and pulls me down into a kiss. His tongue strokes my lips, my tongue as he kisses me senseless. He rolls us over so he’s now on top, his hips resting between my thighs. I prepare myself for more of his kisses, but instead he sucks a nipple into his mouth. It sends a rush of heat and what I can only assume is desire running through my body. He takes his time, giving each of my breasts equal attention. When he lifts his head once more, his eyes are dark, intense.
Resting his weight on one elbow, he slides his other hand between us, through my folds. “I want to kiss you here. Can I do that, Aves? It will be a first for me. Something I can give you.”
I know he wishes he had waited for me. He’s told me that before, that he feels guilty, but he shouldn’t. One of us needs to have a better understanding of what’s going on here. “Only you.”
Bending down, he trails kisses down my neck and over each breast. He moves down my belly and I can’t help but quiver with anticipation. “You okay?” he asks.
“Yeah, don’t stop.” I know if he thinks I even remotely have reservations he won’t keep going. I really, really need him to keep going.
He continues to move lower until his head is now between my thighs. Lifting onto my elbows, I look down at him. He never breaks eye contact until after the first swipe of his tongue; I watch in fascination as he squeezes them shut and lets out a slow breath. “I love you, Avery,” he breathes against my heated skin before going back for more.
The sensation of his tongue down there, it’s… everything. I don’t know how to explain it. I do know he’s driving me crazy with need for him. I lock my fingers into his hair and hold on for the ride, which seems to spur him on as he pushes my legs further apart and unleashes on me.
“Dylan,” I moan, because that’s all I’m capable of. I feel as if I’m about to lose control. He doesn’t stop, just keeps stroking his tongue against me, and the wave hits me before I know it’s coming. I hold on tight to his hair and ride the current as it races through my veins.
When I finally come to, Dylan is lying beside me, tracing small circles on my belly. “That was… I don’t have the words, Aves.”
“Make love to me.”
“You’re sure?”
“No questions, no hesitations, no regrets. I want it to be you, Dylan.”
He grabs the box of condoms. I refuse to take my eyes off him as he tears the little foil packet with his teeth and slowly rolls it down his length. He settles himself between my legs and rests his weight on his elbows on either side of my head. “Promise me if you need me to stop you’ll tell me.”
“I promise,” I say, running my hands up and down his back. “I want this, Dylan.”
He doesn’t reply, just leans down and kisses me. It’s slow and sensual, his tongue teasing my lips. I grab his arms, bracing for the impact, and I can feel him trembling. I kiss him with everything I have in me, losing myself in him, until I feel his hard length at my entrance. I don’t stop kissing him as he inches his way inside me for the first time. His pace is painfully slow, so I wrap my legs around his waist and squeeze. “I’m okay,” I whisper.
“That’s good, babe, but I’m not. It’s so hot, so tight, I don’t know that I can hold on.”
“Don’t. I just want to feel you, all of you. It doesn’t matter how long. I know this time is going to be fast, but I want it. We have the next four days to practice our longevity.”
He chuckles softly and rests his forehead against mine. “Avery, I don’t know that I’ll ever be able to last with you. This is…you feel incredible. It wasn’t… I’ve never felt this.”
“This is us, Dylan.” I raise my head to kiss him and he slides the rest of the way in. I freeze, not from the pain, really, but from the sudden impact of having him fully inside of me.
“You good, Aves?” he asks. His eyes are closed tight and he’s breathing heavy.
“I’m good, just full. Move, Dylan. Take what you need. I’m right here with you.”
He kisses me one more time before he gently rocks his hips into mine. I have no concept of time—it could have been thirty seconds or thirty minutes—but I do know when he reaches his climax. I’m fully aware of how he calls my name as he pulses inside of me. It’s a feeling I will never forget.
“I’ll be right back.” Dylan kisses my forehead, then pulls out of me. I immediately feel the loss of connection, of his body pressed to mine. I lie there in bed, watching the shadows play off the ceiling.
“Hey, open your legs,” he says softly.
I do as he asks, willing to give him anything, do anything for him. He places a warm cloth between my legs and cleans me up.
“Come here, Aves.” He climbs into bed and opens his arms for me. “Thank you for that. I’ll never forget this night. You’re a part of me, Avery Stanton. Nothing will ever change that.”
I mumble something even I don’t quite understand as I let the warmth of his skin and the safety of his arms help me drift off to sleep.