Page 60 of Champagne Kisses
“It doesn’t matter. Ever since I met you, you were always my first choice.”
Epilogue
Adam
Two months later…
My mouth waters at the sight of Maya on my bed in that woodland nymph costume. Dainty horns peek out from among her locs, which flow alluringly against her peasant top and corset. I brought her in here as the last stop on a tour of my childhood home,—we didn’t make it up here the last time—but seeing her in my room—the same room where I jerked off daily and fantasized nightly, the same room I snuck Melissa Donovan into that day after yearbook committee, and Seana Kingsley after Homecoming—awakens a primal desire to make some new sexual memories right now…with Maya. She turns back from looking at the posters on my walls to see me staring at her like a panther. She raises an eyebrow.
“What are you thinking right now, Adam?” She quirks her mouth into a crooked smile. I lock the door and start moving towards her.
“Oh no. Wait a minute. We arenothaving sex, Adam!“ I’m sitting next to her on the bed now, and I put my hand on her thigh.
“Just because you’re Pan to my woodland nymph, doesn’t mean I agreed to recreate someforest magicon the same bed you jerked off in for the first time.
I laugh out load. She’s such a perv…but also…correct.
“Who said anything about sex?” I ask, trying my best to sound innocent. The horns on my head aren’t doing me any favors. I slide my hand higher up her thigh and she giggles.
“Stop it, Adam! I am NOT having sex in your childhood room.” She’s using her sexy, bossy tone and I know she’s waiting for any excuse to crack. I wouldn’t mind pretending I snuck her into my room after skipping out on fifth period, hoping my parents don’t come home early. I gently nibble her earlobe and feel her whole body shudder. I move my hand up higher still, under her skirt. She shakes her head, but leans back on the bed, unconsciously spreading her legs. I chuckle against her ear.
“Your mouth is saying ‘no’, but the rest of your body is saying ‘yes’.” I kiss down her neck into the cleavage her red dress displays beautifully, and squeeze each breast until her nipples are harder than diamonds. A small moan escapes her lips.
“Adam…Mmmm…You know I love it when you,” I slip her dress further down and pull one of her nipples into my mouth. “Uhmmm…yeah,that. But we can’t have sex in your parent’s house during a party! What if someone hears us?”
She’s breathing heavily now, and I pull her other nipple into my mouth, lightly biting it before soothing it with my tongue. She moans again, this time loud enough for me to really worry about someone hearing us, and I put my hand over her mouth.
“No one will hear us if we’re quiet.” I keep one hand over her mouth, and move the other under her dress and into her panties. She’s soaking wet, like she was thinking about having sex before I even touched her. I tease her clit with my fingertips and she jerks against my palm and moans again. If my hand hadn’t been covering her mouth, someone DEFINITELY would have heard us that time.
“Tsk tsk tsk. Maya,” I say in a flirty warning. “Do youwantsomeone to hear us?“ She shakes her head. In her eyes, I can see the fear of getting caught, along with the excitement of fucking me right here and now. She takes my hand off her mouth and pushes me onto my back, straddling my hips.
“I don’t know, Adam,” she says in her best vixen voice. “I think it might be you who has trouble keeping quiet.” To prove her point, she grinds her heat against the ridge of my erection and I groan in pleasure. Her smile is triumphant, and she grinds again, loving the feel of my dick twitching with need against her.
While looking down at me with a wicked grin, she reaches between us to unbuckle my belt and unzip my pants. My dickpushes down the rim of my boxers to land into her hand with a slap. She giggles again.
“Well,he’scertainly happy to see me.“ She uses one hand to cup my balls and the other to firmly grip the base of my cock. Her hands are so warm and her grip is so perfect that I moan and stroke uncontrolled into her hand.
“Shhh,” she whispers, and lowers herself on top of me to kiss my neck, my collarbone, and down my chest as she nimbly unbuttons my dress shirt. Before all rational thought leaves my head, I remind myself why I brought her up here in the first place. As much as I want to, it wasn’t to role-play about the computer geek and the sexy art student. I savor the feeling of her mouth on my chest for a few more seconds before pushing up to a seated position and placing Maya’s plump, perfect ass next to me where it’s slightly less distracting. She furrows her brow in question and I take both her hands in mine to reassure her.
“Don’t worry. Nothing’s wrong.” I swallow, though my throat suddenly feels dry and my tongue has mysteriously grown three sizes in the last three seconds.It’s all in your head, Adam.“I just wanted to talk to you about something before I lose my nerve.” She squeezes my hands and all playfulness is gone from her eyes.
“OK. I’m listening. What’s up?” Her big doe eyes stare into mine and I struggle to maintain my composure. She’s just so beautiful.
“When I purchased those champagne flutes,” I begin haltingly, “I didn’t know they’d lead me to meet such an amazingwoman.” She smiles warmly at the compliment and I feel more empowered to continue.
“Before you, I had a string of women that were nothing special. I didn’t even let women cuddle!” Maya’s eyes have gone wide, but she doesn’t interrupt. “I didn’t know it then, but I was already losing interest in the meaningless hookups. I wanted something real; someonereal.“ I avert my eyes, ashamed at my bachelor behavior. Maya continues to stroke my hand.
“I don’t feel that way anymore, Maya. I actually feel quite the opposite.” God, why am I so nervous? I love her. She says she loves me and I believe her. I take a deep breath to give myself the strength to forge ahead.
“I was wondering…would you…?” My hands start shaking and Maya looks at me with concern. She never lets go of my hands.
“Adam? What is it? You’re starting to scare me.”Shit. I knew I was going to mess this up. I take a deep breath and take Maya by the shoulders so we’re facing each other.
“All the time I’ve spent with you has been amazing. Whether we’re playing naked Twister,” Maya covers her mouth to stifle a laugh. “Or just ordering breakfast after a night of too many gin & tonics, being with you is incredible. I’m bummed whenever you have to leave to go back to your place, and I hate not waking up to you every morning.” Maya’s eyes are as wide as saucers. It’s now or never. “Maya Davis. I know it’s only been a few months, and that you might think I’m crazy, but I already know you’re the love of my life…Will you marry me?”
At first, Maya just blinks. I know it’s fast, but I was certain we felt the same way about each other. My lower back starts to sweat. Before I consider jumping out of the second floor window, the corners of her mouth lift. It starts as a shy smile and gets wider until she looks like the Cheshire Cat. She jumps back onto me, knocking me over with the force, and kisses all over my lips, cheeks, neck, and then back up again. This seems promising.
“Oh, Adam. If it’s crazy, then this must be mass hysteria because I will definitely marry you!” She resumes kissing me all over and the shock wears off enough for me to grab her by the waist and pull her even tighter against my body.
