Waiting for Us (5 page)

Chapter Five

July 2008

We've been at our beach house for a few weeks now and Marcus and I have been spending a lot of time together like we always do. There is a bit of a strain on our relationship because Erik is now my boyfriend and Marcus isn't happy about it. He's actually been kind of a jerk with the whole situation. Erik is coming to stay with my family for a week and I'm praying Marcus will behave himself.

We're sitting on a blanket at the beach, eating our lunch and waiting for the tide to go out so we can surf.
Yes, I still surf.
The first few waves were scary but Marcus coached me through my fears and now it's like my accident never happened. I have been avoiding any really big waves, though. I prefer to sit those out and watch Marcus do his thing.
He looks really hot when he surfs. Let's be honest, he looks really hot all the time.

The attraction is still there between us, alive and pulsing at all times. I've been trying so hard to avoid putting myself in situations that could compromise my relationship with Erik. Marcus has cornered me a couple of times and tried to kiss me. I told him to knock it off and he was understandably upset. He seemed really hurt by the fact that I'm dating Erik. I tried to explain that when he asked me out after my birthday party I assumed we would go on a few dates and that would be the end of it. However, he made our time together so much fun I kept looking forward to the next date. After four weeks of seeing each other, he asked me to be his girlfriend and I haven't regretted it yet. He is so sweet to me and he likes to be silly which is good for me. Sometimes I forget how important having fun is.

"So," Marcus says swiping one of my potato chips, "Erik is coming tomorrow?"

"Yep, he is. Are you going to play nice or are you going to be a jerk?"  I ask, taking a bite of my ham and cheese sandwich.

"I'm not sure Hails. I'll try to be nice, but this whole situation rubs me the wrong way."

"Marcus, I have a boyfriend, not a terminal illness. Why do you have to turn it into a negative thing? You and I are best friends and always will be. You know more about me than anyone else in this whole wide world does. Why isn't that enough for you? I do have feelings for you that go deeper than friendship so I'm not saying no forever, just no for right now."

"I know you're right Hails but I was really hoping to see your boobs this summer and now I won't be able to. Speaking of your boobs, has Erik seen them yet?"

"Oh my God, I'm not talking about this with you." I playfully smack him on his arm.

"Seriously, though, how far have you guys gone? I'll tell you what I've done if it makes you feel better. I'll even go first. So I was at a party and I fooled around with this girl Alice, she's a cheerleader. We made out and she took her shirt and bra off. She had a nice rack, I'm not gonna lie, but I'd rather see yours any day." He says with a wink and gestures as if he's squeezing a pair of boobs before leaning over and stealing a bite of the sandwich I'm holding. I shove the remainder of it in my mouth and hold up my index finger because it's going to be a minute till I'm done chewing. I grab my can of Pepsi and wash it all down before continuing on with this extremely awkward conversation.

"Okay, I can't believe I'm talking about this with you." I cover my eyes for a second due to being horribly embarrassed. "Before I give you details, let me preface our conversation by saying you cannot throw what I tell you in Erik's face. I know you're going to be annoyed he's here and want to piss him off, but you have to promise me this stays strictly between us." I look at him with raised eyebrows, waiting for confirmation from him.

"Okay, I promise not to throw it in his face but I won't promise not to punch his face." He laughs as if he's told the best joke.

"Ha-ha, aren't you funny? Don't be a dickhead, Marcus." I jab his arm with the point of my elbow before leaning back on both of my hands. I look out at the seemingly endless ocean in front of us and gather my thoughts.
I can do this if I don't look at him.

"
Erik and I have been dating for a few months now so obviously we've done tons of making out. He has "over the shirt" felt me up on numerous occasions and also "under the shirt." I have not taken my top and bra off yet, although I'm planning on trying that soon. We have also done a little dry humping, which I highly recommend." I can barely keep a straight face after I said the last part and I can only imagine how red my face must be at this moment.

"Well aren't you a little slut." Marcus jokingly sings out and my mouth drops open in shock and outrage. Before I can reply, he starts tickling my sides with a vengeance. I fall over on my back and land on the soft blanket we spread out earlier. Marcus lays over me as he continues to torture me with his fingers.

"Stop Marcus." I giggle out.

"Stop, I have to pee. Please?"

He stops his fingers from tickling me, but he leaves them resting on either side of my waist. He is staring deeply into my eyes and I get lost in his dark blue gaze. I swear he could hypnotize me with his eyes alone. He leans down and brushes my lips with his. I immediately push him away.

"Marcus, what the hell are you doing?"

"I was trying to kiss you Hails and you don't need to waste your breath telling me it's wrong or that deep down you don't want me to. It didn't feel wrong to me. Kissing you will never feel anything but right and I'm not going to let you make me feel ashamed for it."

"You are forgetting that I have a boyfriend. You're my best friend and you shouldn't be trying to kiss me when I'm in a relationship with someone else. I care about Erik and if we break up over something you do, it will ruin our friendship. You need to think about that Marcus because right now you’re being selfish and only thinking of yourself. “I get to my feet and brush the sand off my legs. "I'm going for a swim, when I come back can you please just be Marcus, my bestie and nothing else?"

"Yeah, I can do that Hails." He nods his head before reclining back on the blanket, looking lost in thought.

I'm sitting on the stone steps at the front of my cottage waiting for Erik to arrive. He just called me on my cellphone to tell me he will be here any minute. I'm so freaking excited to see him. We haven't seen each other since the school year ended a few weeks ago. We’ve both been texting throughout each day and we talk on the phone or skype every night.

Today is the third of July and it is a big day here in our little beach community. Each year on this date, resident’s light firework off all the way down the beach as far as your eyes can see. Some of them are professional caliber and some residents pay thousands of dollars to purchase them for this occasion. I think it's so amazing to watch them burst in the clear sky and to also see them colorfully reflected in the sea below. The fireworks usually last for about an hour and then Marcus and I usually wander down the beach to where the bonfires are lit. This spot ends up being a gathering point for all the teens in the neighborhood. Even though he and I tend to spend most of our time alone, without other kids around, we both look forward to this night, each summer. I can't wait to share it with Erik. I just hope Marcus will behave himself and not mess with him. If he'd give him a chance, he would realize how much fun E is.

Before long a gray extended cab pickup truck pulls into our driveway. I'm at Erik's side the moment he's out of his truck and in his arms a moment later. I find myself getting a bit choked up because I've missed him so much and I force myself to fight back the tears. It feels amazing to be together once more and back in his embrace.

"Pretty Girl, I missed you so much." He cups my face in his hands and kisses me tenderly.

"I missed you more." I tease as I squeeze my arms around him as tightly as I can. I rest my cheek on his chest and inhale the delicious scent of his cologne. He smells woodsy and fresh. I sprayed his cologne on one of his football hoodies he had given me before I left Lexham. I wore it so much I finally had to wash it, but then it didn't smell like Erik anymore.

"I'm so happy you're here. We're going to have so much fun this week!"

I bring Erik inside and immediately show him to the upstairs guest room he will be staying in.  We leave his duffel bag on his bed and save the unpacking for later. I show him my bedroom and it is conveniently located next to the one he will be in for the duration of his visit. Once we step inside my room, he closes the door and pulls me into his arms.

"I need to taste your lips Pretty Girl. I can't wait a minute longer." He slides his fingers through my hair, holding both sides of my head as he leans down and licks my bottom lip. He groans as I slip my tongue into his mouth to tangle with his. He places a hand on each side of my ass and lifts me up to meet his mouth.

"You’re such a tiny little thing. I love how you feel in my arms."

"Don't you mean hands?" I say with a laugh as I wiggle my ass in his large hands.

"Mmm, I love how you feel in my hands," he says gripping each cheek. I wrap my legs around his hips and I can feel how hard he is for me. It makes me feel a tingling sensation in my stomach and below in my core. He presses our pelvises tighter together and I clench my thighs around his hips trying to gain some friction. Erik carries me to my bed and he comes down on top of me, not breaking contact with my lips.

"When will your parents be home?"

"They won't be back until late this afternoon," I say smiling mischievously.

"Hailey, I want to touch you so bad. Can I?" I look at him above me and take in his tousled black hair and light green eyes, staring so earnestly into mine and nod my head yes. His lips are back on mine in an instant and I forcefully grip his thick, coarse hair and tug on it. He groans muttering sweet words to me between kisses.

"God Hailey, you drive me crazy. You're all I've been able to think about."

He maneuvers his hand down inside my panties and I hold my breath in anticipation. He slides his middle finger through my slit and pushes it slowly inside me.

He groans "You feel so fucking perfect." I close my eyes, feeling embarrassed and I turn my head away from him. I've never done this before and, to be honest, it doesn't feel so good. It's actually a bit painful.

He gently grips my chin with his other hand.

"Hey, look at me Pretty Girl. “I open my eyes and look at him hovering over me.

"I promise you can tell me to stop at any time and I will. I just want to touch you and make you feel so fucking good. “He begins to move his finger in and out of me and the pain lessens slightly. I bite my bottom lip and close my eyes. It's less awkward for me if my eyes are closed than if I look at him. I know Erik has gone this far before, with his last girlfriend. We discussed his dating history once he asked me to be his girlfriend. I know third base is as far as he has gone, though. If our relationship lasts, we can lose our virginity together.

He slides a second finger in and I can't help but grimace from the burning pain. He must notice my expression because he brushes his lips on mine and moves his fingers more gently than before.

"Are you okay Pretty Girl?" I nod before answering.

"It hurts a bit, but I don't want you to stop. “He moves his fingers so they slip out of me and begin circling my clit, spreading my wetness all around. I gasp out loud from the pleasure it brings.

"You like that Pretty Girl?" His fingers continuing to roll around the same area.

"Yes, don't stop." I can't hold my hips still any longer. I don't know what to do with my hands so I grab his shoulders and hold on tight until I feel as though I may die from how good his fingers are making me feel. The ecstasy continues to build until my body shakes and shudders its way through my first orgasm.

"Erik!" I cry out in surprise at the intensity of my release. He slowly caresses me till my body settles down, before kissing me gently once more. He lays his forehead on mine, still breathing at an accelerated pace.

"Don't move baby. I think if you even breathe on me I will come." He says barking out a laugh.

"What if I want you to?"

"Hailey,” he groans, “You're killing me here. This was all about making you feel good. We'll have plenty of time to try other things."

"But we have the house to ourselves and we may not get this chance again this week. Besides, I want to make you feel so good you shake and call out my name." I brazenly say turning to recline on my side and push him to his back. Erik looks at me first with surprise and then with longing as I slip my hand beneath the waistband of his basketball shorts. I trace the outline of him, through his boxers with my fingertips causing him to moan.
Wow, this is easy. I barely had to touch him and he’s already moaning.
I move my
hand beneath the elastic of his black boxer briefs,
wrapping my hand around his cock.
OMG, I just called it a cock.
His skin is so smooth and it feels large and hot in my palm. I rub my hand up and down his length spreading the moisture that is oozing from the tip. He groans and begins thrusting his hips to match the rhythm my hand is setting.

"So fucking good. Ahh, Hailey" he cries out as his come releases in warm spurts all over my hand.
Woah I can't believe I made that happen. That was so cool. The gooey come on my hand feels kind of gross now, but the rest of it was hot.