Page 63 of Quiet Longing

“You have no idea how amazing you feel,” he murmured before his mouth found mine again, and he kissed me deeply. I sighed into the kiss, full of needy whimpers as I felt an orgasm building. Rhys seemed fascinated by the way I responded to himbecause I opened my eyes and found him watching me as we kissed, my hand still in his pants. I wasn’t sure why, but it made things even hotter, knowing he couldn’t stop staring at me.

“Rhys,” I cried out, breathless. “I’m going to …”

The orgasm hit me unexpectedly fast. Rhys’ breath hitched when he felt me come on his fingers, his body tensing. I knew he was close, too. His cock grew harder, and I squeezed a little, quickening my strokes. He buried his face in my neck once again, cursing low. I loved being able to do that to him, make him so consumed by me. His kisses on my neck sent a secondary wave of pleasure through me, the tingles lingering at the base of my spine.

“Charli,fuck,” he grunted, and then wet, hot liquid spurted into my hand. It was a heady sensation, making him come. I suddenly wanted to do it again and again and again.

We remained wrapped around one another, trying to catch our collective breaths. After a minute or two, Rhys drew away, his eyes searching for something on the shelves. Finally, he locked on some napkins and grabbed them, tearing them open and handing me a bunch. I cleaned my hand, unable to wipe the giddy smile off my face.

We tossed the napkins in a trash can, and then suddenly, Rhys was kissing me again like he couldn’t get enough.

“I take it that was good for you,” I said in between kisses.

“Fuck yes, it was more than good,” he replied without hesitation then paused, tilting his head as he gazed down at me. “For you?”

I leaned in and whispered against his lips. “Mind-blowing.”

He chuckled, and I laughed. I didn’t want to leave the small room, didn’t want the night to end. So, I tugged his hoodie up over my head then laid it out on the floor. There was a plush runner carpet, which I was glad for because I didn’t feel like lying on a hard floor. I lay down and motioned for Rhys to join me. Hecame without hesitation, climbing over me and settling between my thighs. His mouth found mine, and we started making out again. I already felt my need for him returning even though he’d just made me come.

A tendril of fear crept through me because the way I felt for him was too strong. This boy had captured my heart, and it was going to be so difficult leaving him at the end of summer. I needed to savour as much of him as I could before then, which was why I suddenly broke the kiss and begged, “Let’s have sex.”

16.

Rhys

I’d like to say I paused and thought things through, but as soon as the words left Charli’s mouth, all intelligent reasoning fled. I had tunnel vision. There was nothing else, only her.

“You sure?” I asked as I reached for her T-shirt and began pulling it off over her head. She wore a pale pink bra. It wasn’t lacey like the one she’d bought on her shopping trip, but that didn’t make it any less sexy. She was a fantasy, her cleavage full and begging for me to bury my face in it.

“Yes, more sure than I’ve ever been,” she replied, pulling my mouth back to hers.

I’d been carrying a condom in my wallet. It wasn’t that I was certain something would happen with Charli, I just wanted to be prepared if it did. If she chose me to be the one she lost her virginity to, I wanted to make it good for her.

Our kiss grew deeper, and we slowly stripped away our clothes. It was a good thing I’d just come because seeing her naked … I might not have lasted five seconds otherwise. Her heavy breasts, curvy waist, and that sweet spot between her legs was enough to undo me. I didn’t expect my own body would be as arousing for Charli, but she stared at me with a lust that matched mine.

She watched me, the gold notes in her hazel eyes glowing in the darkened room. There was a single narrow window up high, the hint of moonlight casting a faint glow over the space. I pulled the condom out, hoping I didn’t fuck things up because I’d never put one on before. Sensing my nerves, Charli sat up a little, her soft fingers taking it from me. She studied it a moment then opened the packet, brought it to my cock, and rolled it down. Iwas grateful she’d taken the initiative because it felt like my lack of experience was getting the better of me.

“Come here,” she whispered, her palm sliding along my shoulders before she gripped my neck and pulled me back down with her. I settled between her legs. It took a moment to line myself up with her, and then slowly, I pushed in. She inhaled sharply, a flicker of discomfort passing over her features, and I hated that I might hurt her. That pain was an inevitable part of this. I made sure to be as gentle as possible.

“Rhys, kiss me,” she breathed, and I didn’t hesitate. I kissed her hungrily as I continued to push in, eventually sliding home. Once I was fully seated, I stilled, feeling a tremble shake her. Her hold on my neck tightened, her fingers digging in. She could hurt me a little if she wanted, anything that might help ease her own discomfort. Besides, the pleasure of being inside her countered any pain. Who knew this kind of heaven existed.

I took her in, breaking the kiss to make sure she was comfortable. “Okay?”

“Yes, keep going,” she replied, her lips pressing together as she closed her eyes and inhaled. I fell for her at that moment because it obviously wasn’t pleasurable for her like it was for me. Even though adrenaline was rushing through me, and I was exhilarated to be having sex for the first time, if she asked me to stop, I’d do so in a heartbeat.

I lowered my mouth to her breast, kissing the soft globe, while massaging the other in my palm as I very slowly began to move my hips. Her tits were amazing. There was little in this world that felt as good as pressing my mouth to them. She gasped, and I stilled for a moment, but then her hand travelled down my back, resting along my spine and pressing in as though in encouragement. A shudder went through me at her touch, and I started moving again, still very careful to be gentle. I dragged my mouth to her nipple, sucking the sweet bud and solicitinganother quiet gasp. Then I kept doing it, hoping it made her feel good.

Rising up, I swirled my tongue around her earlobe, and she moaned. My hand went to her breast once more, palming it, and she made the sound again. Her vocal enjoyment of my touch brought me close to the edge. I wasn’t going to last much longer. Even with the condom between us, her tight heat was like nothing I’d ever felt. I withdrew then drove home, and her muscles clenched around me.

That was it.

I came with a grunting exhale against her neck, the smell of her skin filling my senses. She rubbed at my back, and I drew her into my arms, holding her close as I tried to catch my breath. “Charli,” I said, my head spinning. “Thank you.”

For some reason, that made her laugh, a quiet, musical sound. “Do I say you’re welcome?”

I grinned, tightening my hold and pressing my lips to her hair. She smelled of the beach and salt water, and I recalled that neither of us had showered or changed our clothes since going into the sea. I didn’t care. I’d never felt better in my life. The worries that normally darkened my mind were gone. I was utterly smitten with her, basking in the feel of her soft skin, her taste, her sounds. My heart felt lighter yet somehow fuller. I was so focused on her, so enamoured, that my good feelings eclipsed all the bad ones.

“If you want to,” I replied, and she laughed again, a joyous sound that filled my chest with a strange warmth.

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