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Authors note: This is a continuation of my story “I’ll be Home for Christmas.” submitted in the Christmas story contest. This is a submission into the Summer Lovin 2014 contest and Part 2. I know that these stories are supposed to be standalone, so I’ve made this so it can be standalone. But it’s definitely part 2, so if you’d like to get the most of it, please check out the first chapter. I can’t believe it’s been an entire year. Been trying to get this up for a while now. No excuses, though! As usual, most of you know that my stories usually take a while to lead up to the sex. In this case, there’s some sex, but it’s not between the two main characters right away. So this may not be the story for you if you like to get right to it, but there’s a lot of depth that adds to the story, and the sex is more likely to rock your world when you get to it. I hope you like it. Please vote and leave feedback. Thank you!
There was nothing easy about the silence that ensued between myself and Ryder once he’d left to go back to college. His words kept playing over and over in my head like a broken record, “I’ll call, I’ll call, I’ll call…” but he didn’t. Weeks went by before I heard from him and when I did, it was a text from Adrian telling me he said hi. My mom sent me messages with updates from Ryder from college, but never once did Ryder send me one himself. At first I didn’t want to text him or call him, as hard as it was. But by the time Valentines Day rolled around and I was feeling lonely and shitty, I knew I had to at least try. I called him three times that day, all of which went to voicemail. On the third try, I left him one. Short and sweet. “You’re an asshole. Call me back.” It wasn’t exactly the romantic message meant for the romantic holiday, but what else was I supposed to feel?
Jordan and I had petered off after Christmas. We had tried hanging out a couple of times, but the minute things got intimate, I froze up. He could tell something was different, and kept asking if I was okay. I told him I just wasn’t in the mood, which was a total lie, but it was a lot better than laughing and saying, “Totally fine. Just lost my v-card to my brother and now he won’t talk to me.” I tried going out and meeting new people. My friends all pestered me about still being single, so I tried going on a couple of dates with guys from the local schools or friends of friends. Nobody caught my attention, there was never any spark, or I just couldn’t get my thoughts straight. I felt like a social leper.
It took him two whole months to call me back, and in that time I’d left him a handful of voicemails and a dozen texts. I felt like a stalker, and all I was doing was trying to get ahold of my own stupid brother! It was like a nightmare. Half the time I was angry, and the other half I was just plain disappointed. I thought things had changed that day. As fucked up as what we had done was, I knew the connection I felt was real. It hadn’t just been lust. And I wasn’t the only one who was feeling this way or he’d answer my damn calls! Right?
April 14th was the day he called me back. I was out with this guy named Justin. He was the older step-brother of Marcie, one of my closest girl friends. He was very tall and good looking and sweet, and had a habit of making horrible jokes that cracked me up. We’d been out a few times over the past couple of months since Valentines Day and I was actually starting to enjoy myself. I had mostly stopped thinking about Christmas with Ryder and all the confusing feelings whirling inside me. I knew it had been enough time and despite being royally fucked up, I had to find a way to put it behind me. Justin and I had been in the movie theater, up in the very back, totally ignoring the movie. We were kissing and he had a hand up my shirt, something I normally would have been way too embarrassed to do in a public place. My phone started ringing, and I ignored it until the second call came in. I forced myself to pull away and look at it. Ryder’s name was flashing on the screen. He was calling twice in a row? I excused myself and hurried out of the theater and into the hallway, managing to answer on the last ring?
“Kitten…” I cringed. “I’m so sorry. I’m so fucking sorry.”
“For which part?” I hissed.
“Everything. No, not everything. I’m not sorry about what happened. Yes, I am. Fuck! I don’t know. I’m sorry this has ended up hurting you. That I know for sure.”
“Why didn’t you call? You said you’d called. I’ve been calling. And texting.”
“I know. I couldn’t bring myself to. What was I supposed to say? What are we supposed to do?”
“At the very least you could act like a decent human being and be my brother.”
“You know we can’t pretend it didn’t happen and act like we’re just normal siblings.”
“I’m on a date.” I said, louder than I needed to. I hoped it hurt him.
“You- you’re what?”
“You heard me. I’m…dating someone!” I could hear the tension rising in his voice,
“I can’t believe you’re dating someone.”
“As if you aren’t out fucking half the Beylikdüzü escort co-eds at school.” There was a brief silence and then a loud sigh,
“I haven’t had sex since Christmas, Kenzie.”
My whole world turned upside down in that second. He hadn’t slept with anyone since me? Was he really telling me that he had just up and quit his playboy lifestyle just because of that one day?
“Kenzie? Are you still there?”
“Yeah. I’m here. My date is probably wondering why I’m out here for so long.”
“Kenz, I’m serious. I haven’t been with anyone. I haven’t even kissed anyone. I can’t. I wanna fuck you again so badly, you have no idea. I think about you all the time…I can’t get you off of my mind. You’re so fucking sexy and that goddamned little body of yours. Jesus. Have you guys had sex?”
“You don’t get to ask me that!” I whined, fighting tears. “You don’t get to just waltz back in after giving me the silent treatment! I’ve gotta go.”
“Call me tonight? When you get home…? Please? I need you…”
“Maybe.” I hung up and entered the bathroom to splash a little water on my face.
“Sorry, my brother called. Hadn’t talked to him in months.” I said, smiling at Justin as I slid back into my seat in the theater. “How’s the movie?”
“Not like I understand anything that’s going on thanks to you, little lady.” he teased, pulling me back into him for another kiss. I wanted so much to have this normal relationship with this normal guy, but my heart still stung at how Ryder had acted.
“Well if we’re not missing much, we could go back to your place and watch something new there?” I said hopefully. I’d never stayed over at his house before. He grinned and kissed my forehead.
“Your wish is my command. Let’s get outta here.” We held hands all the way to his car and it felt so nice. “Your parents aren’t going to wonder why you aren’t home, are they?”
“You’re such a gentleman. No, I’m an adult, they know I have my own business to attend to. I just can’t wait till I move into the dorms.”
“Only a couple more months till graduation, beautiful.” he kissed me softly as he started the car and I whimpered and leaned over, kissing him back deeply. I know it was so fucked up, but talking to Ryder and thinking about that day had turned me on. Maybe having sex with Justin and making things more serious with him was just what I needed to forget about Christmas forever. “Think you can save that for my place?” he mock-groaned, as he pushed me gently back into my seat.
“If I have to.” I twiddled my thumbs and grinned at him as he sped the entire way back to his house, practically dragging me out of the car once we got there. He shared an apartment with two other guys, who were both in the living room playing video games when we got there.
“Hey Kenzie!” Josh said, pausing the game. “How’s it going?”
“Always nice to be here at your little loft!”
“Always nice to have you.” he smiled before getting back to the game, punching Frank hard in the arm to throw him off. Justin put his arm around me and pulled me towards his room, locking the door behind us.
“Your roommates are always so nice to me. You’d think with the age difference they’d give you more shit.”
“Oh, they did the first time we went out. But then they saw it wasn’t just a hook-up or something and I actually like you.” he blushed slightly, “Plus, it’s only 4 years.” he kissed me again, tugging at my lower lip with his teeth.
“I want you.” I whispered. He sighed into my mouth, pressing his body close to mine and kissing me more deeply.
“Are you sure? I don’t want to pressure you.”
“You don’t want to?”
“No! I mean, yes! I do. We’ve just been dating for like two months and I didn’t want to take things too fast if you weren’t ready.”
“Oh, trust me. I’m ready.” I whispered, drawing his hand slowly down my stomach till it reached the waistband of my skirt. I stopped, hoping he would take the hint and let me prove to him just how ready I really was. His fingers slid slowly under my skirt and over my barely there, lace panties.
“Oh shit.” he moaned into my neck, pressing them up between my pussy lips as he rubbed, feeling the wetness seeping through.
“Told ya.” I stuck my tongue out at him and he grabbed me by the hips and threw me onto the bed.
“I’m gonna fuck you so hard, you’re not gonna be able to walk tomorrow.” he growled into my ear. I’d never seen this side of him. He was always respectful and quite toned down when it came to our previous sexual escapades, which had mostly stopped at or before second base. My nipples hardened at the dirty talk, which didn’t get past him. He carefully slid his body on top of mine, between my legs and caressed my breasts with one hand, pushing my top off with the other. Leaning forward, he captured one in his mouth and licked it, causing my back to arch and a moan to escape my lips.
“They’re gonna hear us.”
“Fuckin’ let them.” he said with a laugh. “It’ll be more exciting than that game.” he pressed hot kisses to my neck as his hard Beylikdüzü escort cock rubbed against my hip and then between my legs. I let out a gasp and he grinned again. “You’re a horny little thing, aren’t you?” I bit my lower lip and nodded. It’d been hard not to have sex for the past 4 months, especially the past two since I started seeing him. “You been thinking about this for a while?” he asked, his hand slipping between my legs to tease me again.” I nodded a second time and he groaned softly. “God knows I have.” He reached up and pulled his shirt over his head, exposing his gorgeous body to me and I couldn’t help but stare. The first couple of times we’d fooled around I had been totally captivated with how perfect his body seemed. I even asked myself the cliche question, “What’s wrong with him?” since nothing seemed to be.
“You’re a million miles away.” he pulled me to the edge of the bed as he stood in front of me. I reached out and undid his pants, yanking them to his thighs in one quick motion. He laughed and leaned forward to kiss me again. I pulled away, a twinkle in my eye as his lips missed mine. “Hey now!” He yanked me back towards him, kissing me fervently. “You’re so beautiful and sweet and innocent. Part of me can’t believe a girl like you wants me and the other part doesn’t want to corrupt you.” his hands stroked gently down my stomach and hips as he kissed my ear and whispered softly to me.
“I want you to corrupt me.” I pulled him down on top of me and he pushed my skirt onto the floor, hooking my panties and taking them down with it.
“Take your bra off.” his fingers found my wetness and all my thoughts melted away. I dropped my bra in the pile on the floor and pointed at his boxer briefs.
“Those gotta go. Sorry, foreplay.” I reached forward to take them off, but he pushed two fingers into me and I forgot what I was doing, as a moan escaped my lips.
“Mmmmmhmmm…” he urged, thrusting his fingers in and out of me so slowly it was killing me. With the other hand, he pulled the remaining piece of clothing off his body and rolled us until we were in the middle of the bed.
“D-did you lock the door?”
“Nobody’s gonna bother us, don’t worry.”
“Shhhh…” he nibbled at my neck as I watched him rub himself against my tender clit. “Just let me make you feel good.” he looked into my eyes and kissed me as he started to push into me. “Holy hell, are you a virgin?” I shook my head. I might as well be. One time 4 months ago apparently didn’t count as it felt like I was losing it all over again. “Jesus, baby, oh my god,” he groaned, sliding inch by inch until he was buried inside of me and I could feel sweat beading on his back as my nails dug into him. “Am I hurting you?” he obviously wasn’t used to asking that question.
“A little. It’s okay. Fuck me.” I kissed him, trying to prove that he wasn’t hurting me enough for it to matter.
“Anything you want, you horny little girl.”
He lifted my legs up over his shoulders and started to slide in and out of me, faster and faster until I kept losing my breath and my moans were becoming uncontrollable. “F-fuck, you’re gonna make me cum,” I whimpered, trying not to be too loud. It had only been a few minutes and already I felt so close to the edge. Is this what sex was supposed to be like all the time or had I just lucked out in the amazing sex partner department? He didn’t even seem like he was close yet, and I was the one trembling.
“Good, I wanna feel you cum all over me.” he pushed into me harder, gripping my hip hard as his other hand squeezed and pulled at my nipples. I realized at that moment that the loud video game noises had gone away.
“A-are they listening?”
“Does it matter?” he joked, a teasing smile on his face. “I think you secretly like the idea of them listening.” he kissed my ear, “I think you love the idea that the door is unlocked and they could just decide to walk on in here.” I whimpered loudly and dug my nails into his shoulders, his words spurring me on even more. I tightened around him as I struggled not to come. “I’m not even gonna stop fucking you once you cum so you can stop trying to stop it.” he grinned and reached between my legs to rub my wet clit as he still fucked me so hard my hips bounced off the bed. “Please, baby, I wanna feel you cum so bad.” he nibbled my neck again, pulling at the tender skin like he knew turned me on. All of the sensations and his naughty words in my ear were making it so hard, but it felt like game I didn’t want to lose.
“B-but, I want you to come.”
“Oh, I will.” he rubbed my clit in circles with his thumb as his cock stroked into me over and over and over and oh my fucking god, “Yeah, that’s it. C’mon, Kenz. Come for me. Come all over me, baby.”
“Ahhhhhhhhh, fuck, oh fuck,” I cried out, hurtling over the edge of my orgasm, “God, yes, please, please fuck me harder.” I yelled, not able to stop myself, “FUCK! Jesus! Justin, fuck!” Somewhere in the middle of my orgasm, he’d started thrusting into me even harder, jerking as he started to come. I bit down Escort Beylikdüzü on his neck as my body still shook from the feeling of him coming into me in the middle of such an intense orgasm.
“Holy lord almighty, I didn’t expect to finish that fast” he whispered, his arms shaking as he rolled over, pulling me on top of him with his barely softening cock still inside me. Shit. Fuck. I’d gotten so caught up in the moment of wanting him and being so horny that I’d forgotten to tell him to put a condom on. I gulped and rested my head on his sweaty chest.
“You okay?” he kissed my forehead.
“So good. I just… you didn’t wear a condom.”
“Shit. I figured you were on birth control. That was irresponsible of me, babe. We’ll get you Plan B in the morning, okay?” I nodded, tracing circles on his side with my fingers.
“That was so hot.” I heard the sound of the video game go back on and shook my head. “They totally listened to us fuck the whole time.”
“That wasn’t fucking, pretty lady. It was much more than that.” I blushed and jerked when I heard the loud sound of my phone ringing. “Go ahead.” he said with a smile, “I gotta clean up anyway.” he patted my butt as I got up to get my phone, cum dripping down my leg. I wiped at it with one hand as I answered the phone.
“Kenz. It’s me. You didn’t call me back.”
“I know! I’m not at home.”
“You’re not? You… you went home with him, didn’t you?!”
“I’m not doing this with you right now. I’ll talk to you another time, okay?”
“Will you come visit this summer? I can’t come there and I feel like we have a lot to talk about.”
“I can’t say on the phone. Please think about it? I swear it’s not just about the sex. Though I do want that. A lot of that. God, you have no idea how hard it makes me just thinking about Christmas, Kenz…” my face flushed. “I just wanna talk and see you in person. Think about it?”
Justin came back in the room and I rolled my eyes, “Fine. I’ll think about it. Bye.” I hung up and turned the phone off, crawling back into bed with Justin.
“Your brother again? Everything okay?”
“We don’t get along the greatest.”
“Sorry to hear that, babe.” he kissed my cheek. “Wanna talk about it?”
“Not at all. Can we watch a movie or something?”
“You’re gonna fall asleep!” he was right, but he was a sweetheart, so he put it on anyway. And inside, my heart hurt a little bit because I wondered if I could ever love him the way my sick sick head loved Ryder.
“So… does this make me your girlfriend?” I teased, poking him in the side as he got back in bed, having put a movie in the player.
“I’ve considered you my girlfriend for a while. I just didn’t want to scare you. I knew you wanted to take it slow.”
“Well consider it official then… boyfriend.”
“Whatever you say… girlfriend.” he kissed me again and rested his hand on my thigh. “Just know if you don’t fall asleep halfway through this movie, I’m gonna fuck you again.” I giggled and he slapped my butt.
“Where was this slapping during sex?”
“Oh, so that’s what you’re into?” he teased. I looked at him seriously,
The next morning when I left, neither of Justin’s roommates could look me in the eye. I raised an eyebrow and said, “You two pussies better step it up and bring girls around here at some point or Justin and I are gonna win the bet that you’re gay.” they both laughed and nodded at each other.
“We knew you were cool.”
“I thought you guys were better than being eavesdroppers.”
“Nah, men in their twenties are pigs. Don’t you know?” they elbowed each other and I just rolled my eyes. Justin came up behind me and put his arm around me.
“These two guys bothering you?”
“Not at all. I was just calling them out on listening in.”
“You guys like what you hear?” Justin teased them, and they both muttered to themselves. Justin led me to his car and drove me home, mostly in silence. He parked in front of my house and looked at me, “You know it’s pretty normal for guys to talk about sex. I won’t say anything if you don’t want me to, though.”
“I don’t think you have to. They pretty much heard it all.” I grinned and kissed him. “Call me later!”
The rest of April went by in a haze, by June I had graduated and my parents and Justin sat in the front row. They had fallen in love with him just like I had, although they were more free with admitting it than I was. The way Justin looked at me made me feel like such a bad person for still having thoughts about Ryder. It was obvious that Justin loved me and Ryder barely even spoke to me. In the beginning of July, Justin asked me if I would move in with him for the summer until September, when I moved into the dorms. Although my parents probably didn’t love the idea, they said it was okay since I was an adult and it was only for the summer. I was thrilled. Having that little bit of freedom without the commitment of us moving in together “for real” would be really nice. We’d been getting closer and closer the past couple of months and I knew we would both enjoy some extra alone time. We were past the “honeymoon” phase of dating, but still couldn’t get enough of each other.
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