see” attitude over everything, a laxness that annoyed me to no end. Of course, there were the times his desire to wing it had created an exciting adventure. Like the day he got his driver’s license, picked me up, and drove right for the beach… school be damned. And we would’ve gotten away with it had it not been for the tracker my dad had loaded up on my phone because he had predicted that very situation. Shocker. Still, being punished for a weekend had been worth it.
Shane was quick to say that I wasn’t an angel either. That was true. I tended to push his buttons a bit. In my defense, the angrier he got, the more turned on I became. Both Infuriating Shane and Sweet Shane could equally have my heart pounding by just pinning me with those gorgeous hazel eyes. Sometimes green, sometimes gray, with golden flecks that speckled around his pupils when catching the light—they would always entrance me.
Like now.
There was no place I felt safer than in his arms. His intoxicating clean scent warmed me from the inside out and never failed to comfort me. In fact, I loved the smell of his soap so much that I switched to his brand.
He pried me off his body to search my face expectantly, probably thinking I’d freak out at any moment. “Are you nervous?”
“Not really.” And I should’ve been freaking out, but excitement dominated over nervousness. I’d been looking forward to this night since Shane and I first decided it would be the night. “I am in awe. I know you wanted it to be special, but I can’t believe all this. How did you get this done? You haven’t left my side all night.”
The way his lips quirked into a smirk meant I wasn’t going to be happy. “I had help,” he admitted.
“Please don’t tell me Edna did this for you.” I received a shrug as a response. “Shane! I’m so embarrassed. How am I going to face her tomorrow?”
Two strong arms pulled me back into his embrace. “Would it matter if she didn’t play a role? She’s not dumb, Liv.” He pulled me even closer and bent to kiss my lips. “Four teenagers spending prom weekend in a big-ass beach house screams of sex. It’s a rite of passage. We aren’t the only two who ever had this idea, you know.”
No, but we were probably the only two in our graduation class who would be losing their virginity tonight. Chase and Kim had taken the leap off Virgin Mountain months ago in his twin bed when his parents were out for dinner. After my best friend squealed that she’d lost her V-card, I’d forced her to tell me everything.
In a nutshell, for her it hurt and then it didn’t… for Chase, it was “fucktastic.”
She’d actually used air quotes for that part.
Who knew if Chase had made it only about the result? I trusted that Shane would be sensitive to both our needs. We may not have gone all the way yet, but there wasn’t much else we hadn’t done. So many times, while we made out or fooled around, we came dangerously close to having sex. Naturally, I learned a lot along the way. Like how kissing below his ear as I touched him there would cause him to moan as if in pain. Except that, he wasn’t in pain… not in the negative sense.
He equally knew my triggers as well. Like the first time he’d kissed parts of my body that until then he’d only touched had me coming harder than I ever had. Who knew the difference between a fingertip and a tongue could create a life-altering experience?
It went without saying that I liked it… a lot.
When I’d given him a blow job on his last birthday, I’d worried that I wasn’t good enough. Like me, he had never experienced that act before. But based on his reaction, during and after, I must have done something right. I loved how he’d responded. When he’d tried to pull out and spare me from him coming in my mouth, I held him tighter, determined to finish what I’d started.
That had happened in the basement of this very house, in the middle of the night, when everyone else was asleep. Afterward, he’d sent me back to one of the guest rooms, hating that he couldn’t hold me until we both fell asleep.
Such was the nature of our intimacy. Sneaking around like the teenagers we were