Waiting for Us (8 page)

"Don't be sad Pretty Girl. The next few weeks will fly by before you know it and we will be back together again. It sure will be tough being away from these lips of yours. I better stock up on some kisses while I can." What he says is so cheesy I can't help bursting out into laughter.

"Shh! You are going to get me kicked out of your room and then your brother will kick my ass."

"Well, you better get your lips on mine and keep my mouth occupied so I can't make too much noise."

"Pretty Girl, I can think of something that would definitely keep your mouth busy." 

"Oh my God, I can't believe you just said that." I duck my head in embarrassment.
Of course, I know he wants a blow job, duh. What guy wouldn't?
Up till now I haven’t been brave enough to go there. I've licked it a little, but that's as far as I've gotten. He's never pressured me to do it or obnoxiously
pushed my head down towards his crotch like so many of my
friend's boyfriends do.

I can't believe I'm silently weighing out the pros and cons of oral sex in my head, right now. It's hard to believe I'm even considering doing this for him. There was a time, not that long ago when I swore that no guys cock would ever pass between my lips and now the thought of making him feel all that pleasure is making my panties wet. Which as far as I'm concerned is irrefutable proof that love makes you do crazy things.
Okay, time to take the bull by the horns, so to speak...

I wrap my hands around his neck and tangle them in his thick, black hair, tugging his head down towards mine. E takes the hint and runs with it, nibbling on my lips with his teeth before sliding his tongue into my mouth to duel with mine.

I maneuver out from under and climb on top of him, so I'm straddling his hips. I lean down and connect our mouths once more before I slowly begin to kiss his neck. The day old stubble feels rough on my tongue as I leisurely kiss my way back to his lips. I sit back on my heels, remove my tank top and drop it on the floor beside the bed. Erik reaches both hands up to caress my breasts and circle my nipples. I throw my head back, biting my lower lip to keep from crying out. I slide my fingers under the waistband of his basketball shorts on either side of his hips, pulling them down his legs as I move back until I pull them off, over his feet.
He's not wearing any underwear.

"What's up with you going commando Mr. Smith?" I question, as I crawl back up between his legs.

"I knew if we were sleeping in the same bed all night, I would have a permanent hard on, which can be very uncomfortable...especially with tight fitting boxers on. So I threw on my shorts to give myself some " wiggle room." I try not to laugh at his word choice and end up snorting instead.  Erik just lays there smiling up at me.
I wonder if he has any idea what I'm about to do to him? Here goes nothing.

I hold the base of his cock sliding my hand up and down a few times, making sure to squeeze my grip tighter on the way down, just the way he liked it the other day when I did it for the first time. He moans almost immediately and it makes me wonder how he will react when he's in my mouth. I move my hand up and down a few more times before wrapping my lips around the head and slowly sinking down until I can feel him at the back of my throat. E makes an unintelligible noise and tremors run through his whole body as I move my mouth back up to the tip and back down as far as I can comfortably go without making myself gag. I'm using my hand in addition to my mouth just like those porn videos I watched online. Erik's hands are now wrapped in my hair and he is breathing harshly and groaning. I pick up the pace a little moving up and down faster and faster, making sure to keep up the suction. His hips begin to thrust up on my downward motions and he is groaning out my name as he suddenly comes in my mouth. There's way too much to swallow, so I grab a tissue off my nightstand and spit it out.
Eww, not sure I like that part, but the rest wasn’t bad.

Apparently
,
E enjoyed it because he grabs me and pulls me down on top of him.

"Holy shit," he whispers still breathing heavily in my ear. "That was incredible. I'm sorry I didn't warn you I was about to come, but I couldn't think about anything other than how incredible your mouth felt on me."

"So you liked it okay? I was afraid I wouldn't do it right."

"Hailey, that was so amazing there aren't words to describe it. I need a minute to recover from that. I still can't feel my legs." He pulls me into his side and I rest my head on his chest trying to savor the feeling of lying with him like this, knowing we will be apart for the next few weeks.

***

Erik went home this morning and I'm feeling "down in the dumps." I'm currently sitting on my porch reading a new book on my kindle. It's a romantic comedy and hopefully it's light on the angst because I am feeling emotional enough already.

I somewhat managed to hold it together until E pulled away in his truck. Once he was out of sight, I turned into a blubbering mess. Luckily, my mom was here to give me a big hug and stuff me full of chocolate chip pancakes. She also couldn't resist offering her two cents whether it was wanted or not.

"I remember when I was newly in love with your father and we had to be apart, it seemed like I would never survive it. Somehow I always managed and it was never as bad as I imagined it would be. Hailey, there's truth to the saying - distance makes the heart grow fonder."

"Mom, seriously? I think whoever came up with that saying was lying to themselves. It was their sad attempt to lessen the pain of being away from the person they love."
I'm just spreading sunshine wherever I go today.

After breakfast, I parked my butt in my favorite chair and here I have remained ever since. I'm not sitting here feeling sorry for myself or contemplating suicide or anything drastic. I'm keeping my mind busy with my reading and I'm texting back and forth with E. He got home about an hour ago and he says he misses me already. He's going to be pretty busy working for his uncle's landscaping company for the next three weeks so it's not like we would have been able to spend all kinds of time together anyhow. I got spoiled having my sweet guy around for the past week. This is the first summer I have ever wished for time to pass faster. I know this is mostly because I don't like being away from Erik, but a big part of that is also because Marcus and I still aren't talking. I know why I'm not talking to him, but I have no idea why he's not speaking to me. I do know that as mad as I am at him for that whole Lexy fiasco, I've missed him and I could really use one of his broad shoulders to lean on right now.

My phone beeps alerting me that I have a new text. I smile thinking it's from E, but when I glance at the screen, I notice it's actually from Marcus.

Surf?

Hmm, just one word is all he sends after a whole week of not seeing each other. I feel like he should have more to say than that. Then again, maybe this is his olive branch and I need to give him a chance. I text him back and although it's only a single word the meaning behind it is so much more.

Yes.

Yes, I want to surf...yes I miss you...yes I forgive you.

Chapter Six

Christmas Break 2008

Being in a warm climate on Christmas break is a nice change. Every winter my parents moan and groan about the cold, snowy weather in Massachusetts and mention vacationing someplace tropical, but this is the first year we are actually doing it. I don't really consider Florida being a "tropical" vacation spot, but it sure beats snow.

I'm extra excited about this trip because my parents let me invite Erik along. Since we weren't leaving till the day after Christmas, his parents were okay with him coming. Things have been going really well with us and our relationship. We get along so well and hardly ever disagree.

Football season was pretty stressful for E because he's a senior this year and he needed to put up great numbers so he can get a full scholarship to college. His parents both work and make good money, but he has younger siblings and he doesn't want to burden them financially. I know in my heart that he will receive a scholarship and it will most likely be to a school far away from Massachusetts. We don't talk about what that will mean for our relationship and I don't want to think about it either.

We still haven't had sex yet. We've talked about the possibility of it happening sometime during this trip. I'm not completely convinced I'm ready, but I know Erik is. We've done everything else though and he has been very patient with me considering we've been dating for over nine months now and we are crazy about each other. All of these things help me to feel like we aren't rushing into anything.

For this trip, my parents have rented a sprawling six-bedroom house on the beach. There's an in-ground pool and also a jacuzzi for us to enjoy. When E first saw the jacuzzi, he elbowed my arm and whispered in my ear that he can't wait to get me alone in there. Since he and I were the first to explore the inside of the house, we made sure to pick bedrooms that are as far away from the master and as close to each other as possible. As it turns out, the master is on the main floor and the rooms we picked are on the second floor, at the end of a hallway. The remaining bedrooms are all down the other end of the hall so hopefully E and I can get some "alone" time in.

As soon as we picked out our rooms we both changed into our bathing suits and are now headed to the beach. I can't wait to get my toes in the sand or t.i.t.s. as Marcus likes to call it. Only he could take something so innocent and turn it into something boob related.

Erik and I have been playing in the waves for a couple of hours now. The water temperature is so much warmer than we are used to. I never want to leave it. It seems strange that there's no one else near us on the beach. But I guess this is winter for the year-round residents so it's probably too cold for many people. This is heaven for me.

Erik and I are frolicking in the waves like little kids. He keeps throwing me into the rough sea and I am doing all I can to keep from losing my bikini and E finds this particularly amusing. He picks me up so I'm hanging upside down over his shoulder and down his broad back. His right hand is on my ass and he keeps squeezing each individual cheek. I reach down into his board shorts and snap the waistband on his boxers. He jumps a little in surprise.

"You naughty girl," he says, sharply slapping me on my ass.

"Ouch!" I shriek out as he slides me down the front of his wet body. Both of his hands are on my booty, gripping me and pulling my hips towards his in the waist high surf.

"God I love this ass." He gives it a firm squeeze and groans out "you make me so hard Pretty Girl."

He presses his erection against my pelvis and I wrap my arms around his neck, holding him in place.

"Kiss me E."

I need his lips on mine now. He swallows my mouth with his own, kissing me more forcefully than he normally does. He lifts me up with both of his hands which have yet to leave my ass. I wrap my legs around his hips as he walks us back towards the shore. He stops when the water is just above his knees and kneels down on the sandy ocean floor. I'm still clinging to him like a koala on a tree branch and our mouths are still lustfully connected. Erik moves his hand between us, cupping my mound. "I want this so bad." He's breathing roughly as he takes my mouth in a passionate kiss. I press my hips forward trying to gain some friction against his hand while our tongues are rubbing against each other. He pulls his lips from mine, exhaling a harsh breath against my mouth and it's one of the sexiest things I’ve ever experienced. I love that I can cause this reaction in him. I try not to get distracted by the fact that we are fooling around on a public beach, albeit an empty one.

“I need you to know something and I’m not sure why I waited so long to tell you this. I love you, Hailey. I've been in love with you for a long time."
OMG, he loves me!

"I love you too, Erik.”

By the time we get done at the beach and head back to the house it's almost time for dinner and Jake and Cory have arrived. They are hanging out drinking beers by the pool when we walk up.

"Jake!"
I yell and run over to him and jump on his back.

"What the hell Munchkin? You're soaking wet and covered in sand."

"Aww Jakey, don't be a pussy. God made dirt and dirt don't hurt." I look over at E and wink before removing myself from Jake's back.

"Hi, Hailey. How're you doing?" Cory says. I glance at him and take him in. He looks hot as usual. His hair is shorter than I've ever seen it, just a little longer than a buzz cut. But it looks good on him.

"Where's my hug?" He innocently poses the question with his palms up. I know there's nothing innocent about him and worse than that is the fact that he still gets to me. He can make me hot and bothered with one look and sadly, he probably always will be able to. He's like a bad drug addiction for me. I'm always going to crave him no matter how happy I am in my current relationship.

I walk over to him and let him pull me in for a hug. I'm only wearing my blue bikini and it's still wet from Erik and I being in the water so much. He’s shirtless in black board shorts and his abs are noticeably cut. I can count all of the muscular ripples as they undulate down towards the thin, brown trail of hair, just above the edge of his shorts. He squeezes me tightly to him which presses my boobs firmly against his naked chest and he actually picks me up for a second so our lower bodies are aligned. I swear I feel something against me but it all happens so fast I can't be sure.

Once he puts me down and we separate, it feels all kinds of awkward, especially since E looks none too happy. Marcus filled him in on my "Cory crush" last summer, so now he is skeptical about every interaction we have.  I tried to explain it away as a young girl's crush, but he didn't buy it. He says he can see the attraction between Cory and me which I laughed at. I'm pretty sure this crush only works one way.

I walk over to where E is sitting sideways on a lounge chair and I drop down next to him. He wraps his arm around my shoulders and leans down for a quick kiss. Is he staking his claim? Probably, but I'm okay with it because I feel guilty for how much I enjoyed being in Cory's arms.

"Jake how much time till dinner's ready?"

"I'm not sure. Mom's making all the side dishes and dad's about to fire up the grill."

I put my head on Erik's shoulder, looking up at his handsome face. "Want to go for a swim in the pool until we eat? I plan to wait and shower before bedtime."

He's smirking as he looks at me and I'm not sure if it's because I said I'm gonna shower before bedtime and he's hoping to get lucky or if he's thinking dirty thoughts of me naked in the shower. Whatever the reason he's so adorable I can't help but smile at him.

"What's going on in that brain of yours?" I ask, nudging him with my elbow. He leans down close to my ear and whispers, "I was just thinking about how our beach time ended and hoping it's just a preview of what comes later. Or should I say who comes?" My jaw drops and I can't believe he said that with Jake and Cory out here. I'm pretty sure they couldn't hear him but even still I don't need the sex lecture from my brother or my parents. Already been there and done that. The only good thing that came out of that conversation with my mom is that she took me to the doctor and got me on the birth control pill. So now, at least I know I shouldn't have any pregnancy worries. I take it every night like clockwork and we will be using condoms too.

I stand up and walk towards the pool, looking back over my shoulder at E.

"Are you coming?" I ask with a wink trying to be flirty and sexy, but I end up bending over at the waist laughing at the cheesiness of what I just said. Erik barks out a laugh as he walks over to me. He picks me up bride style and I scream as he jumps in the pool with me. We play in the water while my dad cooks the chicken on the grill. We are splashing each other and racing from one end to the other. E is a really strong swimmer, but I gave him a run for his money.

Dinner was delicious and the conversation was tolerable considering about ten minutes into the meal I realized today was the first time I had seen Cory since July when he asked me if I ever thought about our kiss.
Of course I think about it,
even though I shouldn't and I try really hard not to.

"Hailey, you're awfully quiet tonight. Is everything okay?" My dad asks looking concerned.
Yeah, I'm just busy thinking about kissing Cory.

"Yeah, I'm fine, just tired from all the sun and swimming we did today. I need to get to bed early tonight."

"I'm pretty tired too PG, how about we watch a movie after we finish eating?" Erik interjects rubbing my thigh under the table. I get lost in his mossy green eyes for a moment before nodding my head.

The beach house we are staying at has a large media room with a huge, L-shaped, brown leather sectional centered in front of the largest flat screen television I have ever seen. I grabbed a couple of bed pillows from my room when I went up there to shower and change into the tank top and boxer shorts that I plan on sleeping in. I also brushed my teeth in case I don't feel like walking back up here after the movie is over.

Erik is already lying on the couch watching t.v. by the time I get there. He showered too and he's only wearing a pair of black basketball shorts slung low on his hips. I can see the yummy v-shaped muscles in his lower stomach and it makes me think about what's below them. E notices me staring and says, "see something you like?"

I slowly saunter over to him and then I basically launch myself on top of him, laughing at his surprise.

I lean down and my mouth hovers over his lips.

"I see lots of things I like E." I'm straddling his hips now and pressing against him. I roll my hips against his and we both gasp from the contact before fusing our mouths together.

"Wow, when you said watch a movie I didn't know you meant a porno."

E and I part quickly at the first word out of my brother's mouth.

"Jake shut it. I've watched you pretty much maul your girlfriends before so I don't want to hear it." I notice Cory standing next to him.

"You know Erik; I'm not opposed to kicking your ass if Jake doesn't want to." Cory chimes in.

"Okay, enough you two. Go find a seat and we will put the movie on."

E is laying back down on the couch where he was before I jumped on him. I grab the pillows I brought from my bed and gesture for E to lift his head so I can put them behind him. I lay down in front of him so we can snuggle. The sectional is extra deep so we both fit with plenty of room. Jake sits in a recliner and Cory sits at the other end from us. E starts the movie with the remote control and before I know it we are immersed in Pirates of the Caribbean at World's End. I love this movie and Orlando Bloom being in it doesn't hurt. E pulls me in tight to his chest and wraps his left arm around my stomach. His large hand is resting on my skin where my shirt has ridden up. He kisses the top of my head and I can feel him sniffing my hair.

"You smell delicious," he whispers in my ear. I rub his hand that's on my stomach. The central air is on full force due to my family disliking the humidity and I'm actually a bit chilled.

"E, can you please grab the blanket from the back of the couch for me? I'm getting cold."

"Sure PG," he says draping it over both of us. "Is that better love?"

"Mhmm, much better. Now we're all cozy and warm."

"I wish we were alone right now, feel what you do to me," he whispers, pressing his rigid cock against my ass. He nibbles on my ear before continuing to kiss my neck. I bite my lip to keep myself quiet and peek at Jake to see what he is doing. He is sound asleep in the recliner so I crane my neck to look at Cory, which gives E better access to my neck and I notice him watching us. He has a strange look on his face and his brow is furrowed like something is bothering him. I wonder what's wrong? I know E kissing me can't be the reason, I'd have to be delusional to think he is pining away for me. He's twenty-four years old, what would he want with a girl that's just shy of seventeen when he's got grown women throwing themselves at him? I've heard stories from my brother and also from their roommates Brian and Tom, about how "he gets pussy thrown at him everywhere we go." I wonder how many girls he has had sex with? I bet it's a lot and thinking about it grosses me out. That's the kind of stuff I need to focus on instead of romanticizing an innocent kiss. I turn my head and put my focus back on the movie.