Page 40 of Why We Break

“Honestly, I want you to fuck me,” I say, kissing him hard. But just as I’m about to give myself over to him, I pull back, fear suddenly gripping me out of nowhere. “But what do you want? God, these last few weeks have been incredible. But we’re living in a bubble—sneaking out and stealing kisses isn’t anything close to a real relationship. What happens when Caroline and the rest of the town find out?” I ask, my anxiety rising. God, way to kill the moment, Hannah, I think to myself.

“Do you not want them to know?” he asks, obvious concern flashing in his eyes.

Gazing into his blue eyes, I murmur shyly, “Well, we’re both about to move away again. You have to go back to Southbrook soon. I don’t want things to be weird if we don’t work out.”

His eyes turn more serious than I’ve ever seen them before and he says, “Han, we are gonna work out. I’ve never been as obsessed with someone as I am with you. But if you want to wait to tell them for a few weeks, we can wait.”

I hear the sincerity and determination in his voice, so I nod and say, “Okay, but until then no one has to know. I want to wait and explain it to Caroline in person. I know she’ll understand, but this was supposed to be our boy-free summer.”

He nods. “Sure, until you’re ready no one has to know.”

I smile and throw myself at him, my anxiety vanishing as suddenly as it came. “All right, then what are you waiting on?”

His eyes never leave mine as he pulls back and slides my jean shorts down, watching me to make sure this is what I want. Deciding he needs some encouragement, I reach out and rub my hand against the front of his jeans, teasing him until he stiffens under my hand and groans.

Giving in, he yanks my shirt over my head and moves in to kiss me hard. I wrap my legs around his waist, desperate to feel him as close as I can, and let out a soft moan when I feel his cock press against my center.

“God, you feel so good,” he murmurs, pulling back enough to let me yank his shirt off over his head. I hum in agreement, already reaching for his belt and yanking his jeans down too. I take a moment to admire how incredibly hot he is, reaching out and running my hand down his abs. He gives me a moment to tease him before he loses control again and pulls me back to kiss me hard.

I don’t know how long we kiss for, but I know I’m completely lost in him. I still feel a touch of nerves, but they’re majorly overpowered by the desire I feel to be with him. I don’t know why having sex with Will seems like such a big deal. I’ve had a few hookups at school, but none of them have ever meant anything. I can’t help but feel like being with Will is either going to be the best high I've ever experienced or it's going to break my heart.

Pulling back, I reach out and slide my hand inside his boxers, pumping his dick with my hand a few times to encourage him. He lets out a moan pumping his hips into my hand a time or two, and I feel him lengthen even more. God, he’s huge. I knew he felt big whenever I teased him the last few weeks, but finally feeling him under my hand makes me even more desperate to feel him inside me.

“Lie back, baby. I need to get you ready for me,” he says, pushing my shoulders until I’m lying flat on the tailgate with my legs dangling off the front. “Just relax, we’ve got all night.”

I open my mouth to make some sort of smart remark at that, but he pulls my panties to the side and runs his tongue through my center, causing me to completely lose my train of thought. He takes his time, flicking my clit with his tongue and wrapping his arms around my hips to pull me closer to him.

“God, Will, you feel so good,” I moan, threading my fingers through his hair and rolling my hips against his tongue.

He continues to lick and lap at me, until he moves his arms and runs one hand down my slit until he slips two fingers inside me. I moan as he alternates between moving his fingers and flicking my clit until I feel my orgasm start to build.

“Oh my God,” I whimper. “Please, Will, I need more.”

At my request, he adds another finger inside me, and I let out another loud moan. I feel him smile against my core as he murmurs, “That’s right, baby, do you feel me stretching you and getting you ready to take my cock? You’re already fucking soaked for me, baby.”

I just moan, unable to form a coherent thought with the way he’s teasing me. My orgasm is still building, and I feel like I’m dangling right on the edge of something.

“Please, please, please,” I chant, trying to roll my hips to gain the friction I need.

Right when I think it’s about to happen, Will pulls back, and I cry out in disappointment. He leans down and kisses me softly, brushing the hair out of my face.

“I promise I’m just getting started, Han. But the next time you come is gonna be around my cock,” he growls, and I just whimper in acknowledgment. I’ve never been this turned on in my life and I need him to stop teasing and fuck me.

“Will, I swear to God if you don’t hurry the hell up,” I whisper, but he just laughs at my threat, pulling his boxers down and freeing his hard dick. I moan a little at the sight, wrapping my legs around him and trying to pull him closer.

“Hmm, someone’s a little needy all of a sudden, huh?” Will says with a laugh, bending down and reaching for his jeans.

“What are you doing?” I ask, sitting up on my elbows and fighting the urge to cross my arms over my chest like a toddler throwing a tantrum. I’m not normally like this, but God, he feels good and I’m annoyed he’s taking so long to give me what I want.

“Give me just a second to grab a condom, baby. You’re not on birth control, are you?” he asks, already digging through his pocket.

“Ugh, no. I got off of it a few years ago because my hormones got out of whack. I’ve been meaning to make another appointment, but I hate going to the doctor,” I admit, suddenly regretting that decision. I want nothing more than to feel him slide inside me bare.

It hits me that if he hadn’t thought about it, I would have let him do it tonight, consequences be damned, but I know he’s right. He reaches to pull a condom out of his pocket, tears the packet open and slides it down his cock quickly. Leaning down, he kisses me again, and I feel my desire ramp right back as he teases me with his mouth.

He pushes me back until I’m lying flat against the tailgate and he helps me wrap my legs back around him. Reaching down, he teases my clit a few times with his dick, causing me to roll my hips against him again, silently begging him to hurry.

“God, Hannah, I can already tell you’re gonna fucking ruin me,” he growls before pulling back and lining himself up with my entrance. He starts to slide in slowly, and I whimper at the way he’s stretching me. He’s so much bigger than anyone I’ve ever been with, but I love the slight pain I feel as he sinks inside me.

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