Chapter 5
Gabriel
I know I should stop, that things are getting out of control, but she feels so good in my arms, and she tastes so good on my tongue that I can’t seem to bring myself to stop. Instead, I move full steam ahead, “I have to stop, Soul, or I am not going to be able to stop,” I plead with her, half hoping and half scared she will tell me to stop, instead she opens her mouth and says the best and worst thing ever.
“I don’t want you to stop.”
Six words, six words changed everything. Before I knew it, I was lying on top of her. I have no practical experience with this stuff, but I have friends who have talked extensively about sex, and I may or may not have watched a porno once or twice in my life.
“Soul, can I? I mean, I want to be your first and I want you to be mine. Can we?” I ask.
“Yes, please,” she says immediately, and I know I am not alone in the feverish need building up inside of me.
“I, uh, I don’t have protection. Our parents will kill us both if I get you pregnant.”
“My bag, check my bag,” she says, frantically pointing to her forgotten backpack.
Grabbing her bag, I unzip it with shaking hands before reaching in and finding the condoms. I tear off a foil square, ripping the package open and rolling it over my hardness. My friends and I stole some condoms from the health class teacher so we could go home and practice putting them on. We didn’t want to look like fumbling idiots when the time came, so I slid the condom on with ease. It took probably fifteen minutes but it was the best fifteen minutes of my life. I collapse on my back, looking up at the stars twinkling before turning my head to her.
“That was,”
“Yes, it was,” she says, finishing my thought.
“Thank you, Soul, thank you for letting me be your first and for you being mine.”
“Ditto,” she says around a yawn.
“I love you,” I say, needing her to know.
“And I love you, too.” As soon as the words are out of her mouth, I hear little snores and know she’s fallen asleep. I pull the condom off, tie it, and set it on the grass next to my shoes so I can throw it away later. I drag the blanket up of us both, pulling her in my arms, but I don’t go to sleep I need to stay awake so we can get back to our cabins. As I lay there, I replayed what we did in my mind, still amazed and happy that it was with Soul, and despite my best efforts, I ended up falling asleep.
I jumpand realize that I fell asleep after all, “Shit! Soul!” I say, gently shaking her awake.
“Gabe?”
“We fell asleep, we gotta get back to our cabins,” I turn to grab my shirt and wince. For the first time, I notice that she has shredded my back, and I smile knowing I am proudly wearing her battle scars. We scramble to get dressed and clean up our mess to get back and not get busted. We made it back in time, and no one was the wiser. “I love you,” I tell her behind her cabin.
“I love you, too,” she says, resting her forehead on my chest.
“Be prepared for a ton of letters and get your outfit together. I meant what I said, we’re going to prom,” I tell her, cupping her chin and making her look at me so she knows I’m serious. “Okay,” I say when she doesn’t respond.
“Okay.”
“Good. Get inside, I’ll see you in a couple of hours,” I pull her to me and kiss her before walking away.
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