Waiting for Us (9 page)

I must have been really tired last night because I don't even remember closing my eyes and I didn't wake up at all during the night. Of course, that could have something to do with the fact that I slept in Erik's arms and woke up this morning with his hand in my panties.
That boy has magic fingers.
If only I could begin every day like that.

After breakfast E and I decide to get an early start and head to the beach. I'm not expecting it to be crowded after yesterday, but you never know. We found a couple of surfboards and boogie boards in the beach house's garage so we have plenty to keep us occupied.

Erik liberally slathers sunscreen on my shoulders and back even though I'm gonna put on my rash guard shirt when we surf. Getting a sunburn is the last thing I need and a good way to ruin a vacation. E has me apply sunscreen to his back and shoulders for him and I decide to take it one step further by rubbing it on his stomach and chest too. I made sure to cover every inch of exposed skin and even a little below the waistband of his shorts. E grabs my hand and pulls it away from his stomach. "You're playing a dangerous game here, PG. I've been hard for you since we got up. Don't push me right now, I'm barely holding on." He walks away from me, grabbing a surfboard and heading to the water's edge. Wow, I've never seen him so tense. I will have to help him relieve some of that stress later.

I can't help but admire his form as he walks away. Erik has the body of a man and not the eighteen-year-old he is. His chest is broad and defined and his abs are seriously drool worthy. Add to that his impressive height of six foot two and his black hair and green eyes and it's hard not to have permanently wet panties around him. In spite of his strikingly good looks, he is surprisingly humble and probably the sweetest guy I know.

I paddle out in the water to where E is straddling his board. The waves aren't very big, but we're used to surfing smaller ones back home. I sit on my board patiently waiting for "my wave" when E pulls me over towards him.

"Hey, I'm sorry if I was a little harsh before and I didn't mean to snap at you. You drive me crazy and when I say that I hope you know I mean physically and not mentally." He smiles at me and as far as I'm concerned all is fine.

"No worries E. I didn't think anything of it."

He leans forward, balancing precariously on the surfboard to give me a brief kiss.

"Have I ever told you that you are the best girlfriend ever and that I love you so much?"

"Hmm, I vaguely remember hearing something of that sort. How about we do less talking and more surfing mister."

"Sounds like a plan to me."

We spend the next two hours surfing and playing in the water. There are more people on the beach today, but it still seems desolate compared to what I expected. We decide to head back to the house for lunch and we bring the surfboards with us. We place them in the garage before heading to use the outdoor shower and hopefully get rid of most of the sand sticking to us. E and I jump in the enclosed shower together both facing the spout. I'm still wearing my rash guard and now that it's soaking wet I can't seem to get it off. I turn to face Erik, holding my arms up over my head and playfully say "help me." He grabs the bottom of my shirt with both hands and slowly raises it up until it's near my face, at which point he pulls the neckline out so it won't catch on my small, pointy nose before pulling it off over my head. I groan in relief because it feels so good to have it off of me. There were thousands of sand particles caught in the weave of the fabric, tormenting my sensitive skin. He slings my shirt over the top of the shower enclosure before running his hands through his hair to loosen any sand that may remain.

We leave the shower dripping wet and the only towels we have are the ones we used at the beach.

"We can grab clean towels from the cabana and we can eat on the deck while we dry off. As we make our way out back to the pool area I can hear hints of a conversation and as we come around the back corner of the house I see Jake, Cory and two girls in the shallow end of the pool.
What the hell?
Both girls are platinum blondes with big boobs and tiny little bodies.
No surprise there.
I'm kind of amazed at their impressive balance. Their chests are so freakishly large compared to the rest of them I don't how they aren't tipping over.

Jake notices us and makes the introductions. Apparently, Amber is his girlfriend and Pammie,
is her friend.
Pammie? Seriously? Gag!
They are staying with friends about twenty minutes from us.
Oh goodie

"Jakey, you never mentioned a girlfriend. Is this a new thing?"

Amber shrilly cuts in, "Jake, your family doesn't know about us?"

Jake is wearing a look of panic on his face and I decide it's payback time.
I'm really going to enjoy this.

"No, Jakey never mentioned you but don't take it personally, his girlfriends don't usually last long enough for us to meet them," I say with an innocent shrug of my shoulders as I make my way toward Jake, who is shooting daggers at me with his eyes. As Erik and I pass by him I mumble under my breath, but loud enough for only him to hear, "payback's a bitch, Jakey boy."

That night after dinner, which was thankfully just my mom, dad and the two of us, Erik and I decided to go to the movies.  We saw The Dark Knight and I think I have a little crush on Christian Bale now.
Holy hotness.

By the time we got back to the house, it was after midnight so E and I went to our rooms and I Immediately went to bed. I lay there for an hour or so but couldn't fall asleep due to a huge migraine. I finally gave up and made my way downstairs to look for some pain medicine. As I passed by the media room, I heard Cory's voice so I paused to peek in. It took me a few seconds for my brain to grasp what I was seeing but hearing Cory say "suck it," gave me a pretty good idea.
OMG!
Pammie is on her knees on the floor between his legs and he is pretty much fucking her face. His hands are clutching her hair and his head is resting on the back of the sectional while he pushes her head down as he thrusts his hips up repeatedly.
I am never sitting on that couch again.
Thank God it’s too dark for me to really see anything. It’s bad enough I can tell what’s going on. I don’t need a clearer image burned into my eyeballs for all eternity.

I turn and run back to my room and shut myself inside as quickly as possible. I throw myself across my bed as the tears start to flow. The words I'm so stupid keep repeating over and over in my mind. I'm nothing to him and I'm in love with Erik so why do I feel as though he's betrayed me?

When I wake up the next morning, my eyes are swollen and red but I guess that's to be expected when you cry yourself to sleep. I splash cold water on my face hoping to relieve some of the puffiness before going down to breakfast. I'm not looking forward to the questions I'll be asked when my mom takes a good look at me.

I walk into the kitchen to find Erik, Jake, Cory and both my parents already seated at the table eating bacon and eggs.

"Morning sweetie help yourself. There's orange juice in the fridge."

I grunt out an "okay," before sitting down at the table. E leans over and kisses me on the top of my head and whispers "Hi Pretty Girl."

"Hi," I whisper back as I begin to scoop eggs onto my plate. My appetite is pretty much nonexistent this morning so I only take a small amount of each thing. I focus on inhaling my breakfast as fast as possible and wish for the power of invisibility so I could avoid the inevitable questions about my hideous appearance.

I'm almost done eating and I'm hopeful I might actually make it out of this meal unscathed when my mother just has to go there..."Hailey honey, are you okay?"

"Yeah." I don't ask why because I'm praying she will drop it.
Drop it, drop it, drop it....

"You look horrible, honey. Your eyes are all puffy this morning."

Damn, I knew she wouldn't leave it alone.

"Thanks, mom, you always know just what to say to make me feel good."

Erik sympathetically squeezes my thigh under the table. He knows what my relationship is like with my mom. If there were an award for the most invasive mother or the mother who says all the wrong things, she would be the winner, hands down.

"Well, what's causing all the puffiness around your eyes, honey? Maybe you should take some Benadryl in case you are having an allergic reaction."

"Mom, I'm fine. I had a horrible migraine last night and I couldn't fall asleep."

"Did you take anything for it?"

"No, I came down here to look for some medicine but I heard some weird gagging noise, so I went back to bed." I look right at Cory as I say this. He is taking a sip of juice and chokes on it, coughing repeatedly. Jake pounds on his back.

"You okay man?"

"Yeah, wrong pipe," he gasps. He looks at me and I can only hope my expression conveys how truly disgusted I am with him.

I push my chair back and walk over to the sink to rinse my plate and put it in the dishwasher.

"Erik, I'm going to change now. I'll be down in ten. Are we surfing?"

"Hell yeah, we're surfing. Don't forget your rash guard."

Erik and I spend the remainder of the morning surfing and the waves are epic. I'm feeling kind of tired due to my lack of sleep last night so we head to the house for a bite to eat. When we get back there, my parents are getting ready to leave for a few days to Key West for a little "alone time."
Gross!
Jake and Cory are staying with us as chaperones, so unfortunately, we won't be alone… but they won't be here all the time. I want some alone time with E and I intend to find it.

Later that night the opportunity presents itself sooner than expected when Jake and Cory go to a party at the house Amber and Pammie are staying at. Erik and I have pizza delivered for dinner and cuddle on the couch after watching Spiderman 3.
I make sure we don't sit on the blow job end.

Erik is being extremely affectionate and I want to take advantage of it.

"I'm going upstairs to take a shower and then," I pause unsure of myself. "I want you in my bed with me." I gnaw on my bottom lip nervously, waiting for his reaction.

"Okay PG," he grins before finishing. "I will meet you in your room in twenty minutes. Does that give you enough time? Don't bother putting clothes on, I'm just gonna take them off of you."

I take my shower and shave all my necessary areas before applying my favorite vanilla scented lotion. I haphazardly dry my hair, not really worried about what it looks like. I brush through it till it's smooth and get under my covers of my bed naked like E wants. I lay there with my stomach nervously churning. I've been giving it a lot of thought and I've decided that tonight's the night I will lose my virginity with Erik. I love him and we've been together for over nine months now. I'm excited and nervous at the same time. I know it’s bound to be painful, but I trust E to make it the best it can be.

He knocks on my door before entering and he walks in wearing only a towel. He's also freshly showered and as he reaches the edge of my bed, he lets his towel drop to the floor. His body is perfection and better than anything my imagination could conjure up. He climbs under the covers next to me and scoots over so he is lying right beside me, our bodies are facing one another.  He slowly traces my lips with his index finger before caressing my cheek with the top of his hand.

"What do you want to happen tonight Pretty Girl?

"I want us to make love."

"Hailey, I want that more than anything too, but I want to make sure you're absolutely sure about this. You control how far we go, okay? You can change your mind at any time."

"I won't change my mind, Erik. I love you and I want this."

"I love you so much Hailey."

He gently meets my mouth with his, just a light brushing of lips as he lays his torso over me. His hands are in my hair as our kisses intensify with meeting tongues and nipping teeth.

"You're so beautiful, I can't wait to be inside you," he gruffly whispers against my neck as he kisses his way down to my chest.  His lips wrap around my nipple and he gently sucks it into his mouth. I gasp at the sensation and thrust my hips upwards towards him. He moves to my other nipple first licking it and then gently blowing on it. I grip his hair in both my fists, pulling his lips to mine for a frenzied kiss as I wrap my legs around his narrow hips. He rubs his cock against my folds sliding back and forth coating him with my wetness.

"Please, Erik."

He presses himself against my entrance. "Is this what my pretty girl wants? You want me  inside you?"

"Yes Erik, now."

He pushes his hips forward, little by little, taking his time, trying not to hurt me.

"E, just do it, all at once."

He thrusts his hips forward pushing through any resistance until he is fully inside me. I gasp in pain as he groans in pleasure.

He holds still, giving me time to adjust to the size of him.

"Are you okay Pretty Girl?" He asks, framing my face with both of his hands. I nod my head and wrap my legs around his hips, giving him permission to move. As he begins to slowly slide in and out the pain begins to lessen. I start to lift my hips to meet his thrusts and his breathing picks up speed.