Page 28 of Ticket to the Stars: Part Two

My chest rose and fell with haggard, uneven breaths, and I was measured in pulling out of her. I looked down to my cock, finding its hard length had a bit of blood on it. Not a lot, but more than I thought I’d see.

So, even though I wanted to lay there with her, I rolled off her and got to my feet beside the bed. “Come on,” I said as I offered her a hand. “Let’s go wash up.”

Angel said not a word as she slipped her hand into mine and let me help her up. Once she was on her feet beside me, I pulled her along to the bathroom, where I got us both in the shower and turned the water on. Still warm after my recent shower.

The space was big enough for more than one person. A walk-in shower with a single drain in the middle of the floor, along with a small corner seat with a black granite top. I took Angel’s face in my hands and backed her up to the wall beneath the showerhead, kissing her hard to show her that my hunger for her hadn’t dwindled after that. If anything, it had grown.

With her back against the tile, she shivered, but she melted into me all the same. I only broke the kiss to say, “I hope that wasn’t awful for you.”

She licked her lower lip as she shook her head once. “It wasn’t. It was… a little different, at first, but it was nice.” Her mouth curled into a tiny smile after that, and that smile was one that could easily push me off a cliff.

“I hear it only gets better,” I told her, matching her grin with one of my own before lowering my mouth back to hers.

Let’s just say we put that to the test, right there in the shower, and maybe it was just me patting my own back, but I think Angel enjoyed herself again.

Chapter Thirteen – Angel

“Oh, my God! No way. No way!” Alexa squealed. I’d told her to call when she had the chance, because I wanted to tell her I wasn’t a virgin anymore. It was official. I’d had sex. I’d had sex with Bishop.

And it was great.

Don’t get me wrong, it kind of hurt at first, but Bishop made it easy to lose myself in him, to ignore the pain and slight pressure in my lower half and just surrender myself to the moment. Turned out, not overthinking things was the key to having some fun. Who knew?

I waited until the next day to message Alexa. She was the only one I could talk to about it, since there was no way I would go to my mom. No, as far as my mom was concerned, I’d die a virgin.

The TV played in my room as background noise, my door shut. I knew Alexa would be loud, so when I saw her calling, I went to sit near the window, in the far corner of the room, away from the door. Hopefully the guys wouldn’t be able to hear me.

“How was it?” she asked, a question that might be weird if it was coming from anybody else.

“It was…” I paused, trying to think of the right words to say. I didn’t want to get into too much detail with her, but she’d had her fair share of hookups, so she had a lot to compare it to. “It was nice.”

“Uh-oh, just nice?” The way she said it made her sound dubious.

“He knew it was my first time, so he was gentle.” I smiled when I thought about Bishop. “He was a gentleman.”

Alexa scoffed, “You don’t want a gentleman in the sack, girl. You want a kinky freak, trust me. They’re the ones that can make you feel like you’re higher than a kite. Those guys come on the orgasm train.”

I almost laughed at that. The orgasm train. Never heard of that before, so I was pretty sure it was something Alexa just made up. “I’m not complaining. It was nice.” I bit the inside of my cheek, waiting a few seconds before adding, “And the second time in the shower was nice, too—”

“Girl! Shower sex? You didn’t say you had shower sex! When done right, that shit is capital-H hot.” Alexa sighed. “I just can’t believe it. I kind of thought you’d be one ofthose thirty-year-old virgins with the way you were going—not that there’s anything wrong with that, but, come on. Live a little, you know? What’s the point of life if you’re playing it safe all the time? Bo-ring.” She said it like it was two words instead of one.

I knew that’s how she viewed life; that’s how Alexa had always viewed life. It’s why it was so easy to be friends with her, why I’d latched onto her after Cody left. She lived enough for the both of us.

But now, I guess it was my turn.

“So, you going to bang your other BFs now?” she asked. “I wish I knew what kind of magic spell you put on those guys, because I could go for a few boyfriends…” Now she sounded like my sister—or how I imagined Cleo would sound once she got older.

I laughed. “I mean, I don’t know.”

She was quiet for a few moments, and then she whispered, “Just go fuck them, okay? Go fuck them, and report back to me. I want a more detailed report next time. And since your first and second times are done, now you can get kinky with things. Use some toys or something—”

“Alexa!” I couldn’t believe she was suggesting I usetoyswith my boyfriends.

“What? I’m just saying, now that you’re over the initial hurdle, so to speak—and by hurdle, I mean your first dick—you can try other things.”

She sounded like she was going to go off and list all the things I could try, so I shut her up by telling her, “I gottago. I’ll talk to you later, okay?” I didn’t really have to go, but if I let her keep going on, she wouldn’t stop. Boys and sex were pretty much hobbies to her.

“Fine, fine. Go fuck your boyfriends.” She giggled and hung up, leaving me shaking my head to myself.

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