Chapter 7
CHAPTER SEVEN
Willa
I remove my boots at the back door to my parents’ cabin.
My heart beats at a rapid pace and all I feel is absolute elation.
I look around to ensure my parents aren’t around to see I have returned wearing a Westfall U hoodie and holding my wet robe balled in my hands.
I quickly dart up the stairs, thankful they must have retired to their room for the night.
With the door closed, I fall back on my bed and take a deep breath then I break out in a mental dance, squealing inside my head.
This night was unexpected in more ways than one.
Not only was Wyatt a surprise, but me stepping out of my comfort zone and being a total flirt was so badass of me.
I also realize I left the bottle of wine on the deck beside the hot tub, even though it was empty it wasn’t very nice of me to leave it there.
I walk over to my bed and fall back on it.
I need to take a shower, but right now all I want to do is replay this night in my head.
When Wyatt first spotted me getting off against the jets of the jacuzzi, I was mortified.
Like I didn’t know what to say or do. Only the way he was looking at me was a huge surprise because he seemed turned on, interested.
Wyatt was seriously the hottest guy in our high school.
He’s going to be a professional hockey player.
I thought they go for a specific type and I am definitely not that.
There is also the small detail that I don’t exactly know how to tell Wyatt I am a virgin.
I’m pretty sure he invited me over to his parents’ cabin for sex tomorrow and the crazy thing is, I am seriously considering it.
I grab my cell and input his phone number because I don’t want to lose that piece of information.
Not after I gave him a handy and felt the size of his penis.
He was also being weird with my lack of cussing.
His investment in me cussing was funny. Really, I am just happy to have had two orgasms that weren’t caused by me.
I’m on cloud nine right now. I push off the bed and head into the shower.
I can’t stop picturing the way Wyatt sucked on my breasts and how having his warm tongue flick my nipples drove me crazy with need.
I wasn’t even aware that was a thing. I wash my hair and consider if this is worth discussing with Sunny.
I know what she will say. That I should enjoy myself and have all the sex.
The thing is, I kind of always thought I would be in love with a guy when I had sex or even made out with a person.
I did not think I was the type of girl to just climb on a guy’s lap I barely know and have him get me off, and yet, I don’t regret a moment of tonight.
It was spectacular. With my hair and body washed, I climb into bed and crash, feeling so relaxed.
When I wake the next morning it’s because Mom is hollering my name. When I look at my cell to check the time, I’m startled to see it’s already noon. I never sleep in this late.
“Yes, Mom, I’m awake,” I shout back. I stretch my arms above my head as flashbacks of last night pop in my head.
That was the hottest night of my life. Before last night I’d never even kissed a guy.
Talk about going from zero to eighty, Willa.
Maybe today I’ll go to a hundred. I feel like my decision has been made.
I’m going to sleep with Wyatt. It’s crazy, but he’s sweet, and he clearly knows what he is doing with a woman’s body.
At least it will mean I won’t be a virgin forever.
Mom shouts that she and Dad are headed to town for last-minute stuff.
Tonight is Christmas Eve and we usually have dinner on our own.
Sometimes we stop by the Montgomerys’ which is pretty boring for me.
I’m not friends with their kids. Their son, Houston, is also a bit of a jerk.
He thinks he’s all that. With my parents gone, I get dressed in a pair of jeggings and an oversized T-shirt.
I tie my hair up in a high ponytail and head to the bathroom to brush my teeth and wash my face.
I head downstairs and eat a bowl of cereal.
The entire time I stare at Wyatt’s phone number.
Should I text him? Now would be the time with my parents gone.
I can’t exactly tell my mom I’m going over to the James’s cabin to have sex with their son.
My parents are on the conservative side and they are starting to regret their decision to split the hot tub with them.
If I told my parents they screwed up last night, and it wasn’t really their night, they will be very angry, especially if they knew how hard the James’s son made me come, twice.
I’m like a fish out of water. I text Wyatt.
Hey!
I’m not sure what else to say. Also, do I tell Wyatt I’m a virgin?
If he sees blood after we have sex, he may freak out.
Sex with him will probably be so good. He is so gorgeous.
His body is solid muscle. His shoulders are wide and strong, and that mouth of his.
. .he really knows what he is doing with that mouth.
Hi! How are you?
His response sends flutters through my stomach.
I’m freaking great. I had two orgasms. Obviously, I can’t answer that way.
Good. You?
His response comes fast. I’m grateful. We really shouldn’t be wasting any time.
Wanna come over? Family just went to town.
A mix of excitement and nerves bubbles inside me and erupts as I laugh out loud.
Coming
I press send before thinking. Coming? Why the hell did I write that? Maybe he is going to think I am getting myself off again. Maybe he will think I am some sex-crazed maniac.
Get a grip.
I straighten my shoulders and take a deep breath.
You can do this, Willa. You know Wyatt is going to make you feel good and he’s a good guy. He literally asked permission about touching me.
I slip on my Uggs and off-white puffer jacket.
I would put on some makeup and a sexy bra and panties, but I don’t exactly own any.
Maybe that’s why I’ve never had a boyfriend.
I tamp that negative voice in my head down.
I haven’t had a boyfriend because I was never friends with boys.
I was always shy around them, there was never any time between school and my extracurriculars.
I leave out the front door, walking down our long driveway, then turning right on the road, and walking the short distance until I arrive to the long driveway at the Jameses’ property.
When I reach the front door, Wyatt already has it opened.
He’s wearing a white T-shirt and a pair of blue jeans that sit low on his waist. He looks delicious.
I smile. “Hi.”
“Hi, yourself,” he replies with a mischievous smirk. “Did you sleep good?”
I nod. “I felt quite relaxed.” Who am I? I didn’t even know I knew how to flirt. Yet with Wyatt it’s natural.
“I bet.” He grins. “Come in and make yourself comfortable.”
I take off my boots and Wyatt takes my jacket and hangs it on a hook.
I look around. The place is outdated but has a cozy feel.
“Nice place,” I say to him.
“It used to be my Grams’s,” he says.
“I know. I remember her,” I say.
He smiles and licks his lips. He moves into me. “I’ve been thinking about kissing you since last night.”
“I’ve been thinking about that too,” I admit, and so much more.
He moves in, wrapping his arms around my waist and bringing me close to his body. My arms come up and rest on his strong shoulders.
“You must really work out a lot,” I mutter because I am not smooth like him.
“Part of playing on a Division1team. They are constantly working us,” he explains.
Then he dips his head, and his warm lips brush mine. Sparks erupt inside me from the small touch. When he presses his lips harder and slips his tongue in my mouth, my hands move from his shoulders to wrap around his neck as we deepen the kiss. I moan into his mouth.
“Should we take this to the bedroom?” he asks.
I nod and swallow. I’m already wet for him. I’ve never met anyone who has caused this kind of reaction in my body. I didn’t even know that kissing could get you so wet.
Wyatt takes me by the hand and guides me to a room on the main floor.
When we get inside, he closes the door and then he is walking toward me again.
His lips crash to mine with a fervor I feel the need to match because my body feels on fire.
I’ve never felt this kind of heat or want before.
It’s maddening. He walks me backward until the backs of my knees hit the bed, and then he breaks the kiss and lifts me in his arms in one fell swoop.
I squeal and he lays me on the bed.
“You’re very strong,” I say to him.
He moves a stray piece of hair off my face. “You’re very beautiful.”
I pull away slightly and his brows furrow.
“What?” he asks. “Did I say something wrong?”
“I’ve never been told I was beautiful before. You don’t have to say it. I’m here. I want this.”
He is hovering above me and then moves to my side. He places his hand under his head for support. “I said it because I meant it.”
I squeeze my eyes shut. I’m screwing this up because I don’t know what the hell I am doing. What I am feeling is too much.
“I’m sorry. I don’t know why I said that,” I reply with a fake smile.
“I like honest, Willa. Last night you were very real,” he says. It isn’t a lie. I said things that I probably never would’ve shared with a stranger.
“You want real, Wyatt. I can give you real. I don’t know what you saw in me last night.
I was a little drunk and in a mood. Today, this is the real me with no booze to boost my bravery.
I’ve never had a boyfriend. I never so much as kissed a boy before last night.
So, yeah, if you are doing the math right now, then you’ve guessed it. I’m an unexperienced virgin.”
Wyatt licks his lips and watches me like he doesn’t know what to do. He sits up and crosses his legs on the bed, sitting beside me.
“I don’t know why you haven’t had a boyfriend, other than you were always busy with school and didn’t give off the vibe of wanting one.
What I can tell you, Willa, is I remember you from high school.
I remember thinking how pretty you were.
How smart-mouthed you were and I always thought it was a lethal combination. I was intimidated by you,” he says.
“You’re kidding with me right now,” I retort with a snort.
“I’m dead serious. And when I saw you getting yourself off last night against the jacuzzi jet, I seriously almost blew my load right there,” he admits.
I watch him like I am just seeing him now for the first time.
“You’re beautiful, Willa Lockhart, and a force of nature. But we don’t have to sleep together today. Last night I kind of got the vibe you weren’t too experienced, and something about that knowledge got me all fired up. Our little make-out session in that hot tub was hotter than hell.”
“It was,” I agree, blushing just thinking about it. “I want to have sex with you, Wyatt.”
“Why?” he asks.
He watches me with an intensity I don’t understand. “Because you aren’t just a good-looking jock, you’re a sweet, caring guy and I’ve never been so attracted to someone in my entire life. That’s TMI, isn’t it?”
“No,” he laughs. “I like your answer. The girls back at school come after me because I am on the hockey team and that’s considered a hot commodity. I like talking to you, Willa. We don’t have to have sex now.”
I frown. “I really wanted to.”
“I think we should just hang out,” Wyatt says.
“I’ve ruined the mood. See, I don’t know what I’m doing. I’m the opposite of sexy.”
“Oh, I think you know how to be sexy just fine. I just think we need to get to know each other a little more,” Wyatt suggests.
My heart bursts a little further for this unexpected guy.
“You’re surprising,” I say to him.
“I hope in a good way,” he replies.
“In a very good way,” I confirm, trying to keep the hearts out of my eyes. I don’t want to inflate his ego too much.
That’s how we spend the afternoon, playing chess, watching a movie, and playing video games.
When his parents come home and find me in their living room, Wyatt introduces me to everyone.
His parents are very nice, and his sister and her husband are super friendly, and their kids are a riot too.
I drink cocoa with the family and eat some cinnamon cookies his mom baked that are like crack.
When I leave, Wyatt hugs me and sniffs my hair, which is a little weird.
He tells me he will see me at the Montgomerys’ tomorrow afternoon for the Christmas party setup, and I say I will see him there.
The afternoon may not have gone as planned, but it was so much better because getting to know Wyatt on a different level was everything.