Twenty

Erik was upstairs for a while, and getting tired of sitting in the bathroom, I went over to his couch and turned on the TV. There was a marathon on of season one of The Walking Dead, and I was instantly sucked in.

About fifteen minutes into the episode, Erik came running down the stairs at lightning speed. He ran over to the coffee table, grabbed the remote and clicked it off. Then he turned to me, his eyes all crazy. He had a stupid smirk on his face. Did he want me to finish? Bummer. I was really into that episode.

“I was watching that.”

“You’ve already seen it. I know because we’ve watched that episode together. Twice.”

“It was a good episode.”

“Yeah, yeah, Rick and Glenn cover themselves in zombie guts and blend in with the herd. Spoiler alert—they survive.”

“Ugh.” He was right, that was the next scene, and I was missing it. “I love that part.”

“I promise you won’t care in a minute after you hear what I have to say.”

I crossed my arms and looked up at him. “I’m listening.”

“Are you? Tell me, what do you hear?”

I listened but heard nothing. It was probably because of the soundproof walls. Did it work that way or you had to be on the outside of them to hear nothing? Suddenly, I wasn’t sure. I shrugged. “Nothing.”

“Exactly. No one is home. We are finally, completely, alone.”

“Where are your parents?”

“They went to the movies. Apparently, the force awakened.” He gave me a wink, looking very satisfied with his Star Wars reference. “They wanted to see if we wanted to go with them.”

“What did you say?”

“I told them I’d rather have sex with you but asked if they could pick up two tickets to the eight o’clock showing on their way out. I mean if it’s not in 3-D, why bother, right?”

“Erik!”

“All right—I left out the part about the tickets.”

“You’re horrible.”

“No… I’m not horrible.” He kneeled down before me, slipping his hands around my waist. “I was minding my own business when someone pulled me into a bathroom and gave me one hell of a birthday present.”

I felt myself blush but continued to look at him. “Did you like it?”

“No baby, I freaking loved it.” He kissed me, very soft. “Thank you,” he whispered.

“You don’t have to thank me. I… I liked it.”

“You did?” He seemed surprised, and I nodded. “Yeah. I did. I was really nervous, though.”

“Shit, if that was you nervous, I can’t even imagine if you were calm.” I laughed. “So, I know we have been bending the rules of our little agreement all week, but…” He sucked in his bottom lip, and I squeezed my knees together as my heart beat faster. “We really do have the place to ourselves for the whole afternoon… and it is my birthday… and yesterday, I almost…”

“Don’t even say it. I can’t go back to the nightmare of yesterday.”

“Okay, okay.” He nodded. “I just want to feel you Brit, all of you. I will understand if you say no, but after that moment in the bathroom, if you do say no, I may have to bury myself in the snow to calm the fuck down.”

“Well, I do believe this empty house thing sort of negates my original anxiety.”

“Thank God!”

Erik popped up and pulled me off of the couch with his good hand. “C’mere.”

“Not yet, I have a condition.”

“She has conditions.” His eyelids looked heavy as he ran his tongue across his bottom lip. What were my conditions again? Oh yeah.

“Wrist brace needs to be on.”

“Excuse me?”

“Erik, I can’t risk you not being able to draw or play guitar because we were too horny to properly protect your wrist.”

“You’re serious.”

“Very.”

“All right.” He gave me a lazy grin and shook his head. He went over to his bookshelf, grabbed the abandoned wrist guard and attached the Velcro, securing it in place. He wiggled his fingers outside of the black guard. “I’m all protected now.”

I crossed my arms and bit my bottom lip.

“What?”

“Maybe you should wear the sling.”

“Brit, you have thirty seconds to drop your pants and get in my bed, or I will toss you over my shoulder, injury or not. Don’t test me.” Damn, I sort of wanted him to do that. But I couldn’t risk him hurting himself.

“So bossy,” I teased.

“I get to give orders, baby, I’m the birthday boy.”

I laughed and unzipped my pants while Erik clicked off the lights. Since it was the basement, it got really dark. I could barely see him. He was just a shadow walking round. I crawled onto the middle of the bed and listened to the soft sounds of him stripping. There was a clicking noise and then light as he lit a candle and placed it by his nightstand. In the soft glow of the candlelight, we could see each other better. Erik only had on his boxer briefs, and I was in my panties and a tank top. He kneeled down on the bed and touched the waistband of my black, lace panties. “You wore them.” He smiled.

“Of course I wore them. It’s your birthday, and I promised.”

He kissed me softly. “I’m going to really enjoy unwrapping my present.” He pulled my tank top over my head, leaving me in my bra. His gaze swam across my breasts, and I saw him take a deep breath. The bra unhooked in the front, and I had been dying to wear it for him. Slipping his fingers in between my breasts, he unhooked the bra and peeled it back off my shoulders. It was chilly in the room, and my nipples instantly puckered as he lightly touched them with his good hand.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered, and I melted into his touch. “I have been fantasizing about this moment all week.”

“We were together two nights ago,” I said softly.

“Not like this. Not in my bed. I want to take my time and enjoy this, deal?”

I hooked my arms around his neck. “Deal.” We started kissing, and I lost all track of time.

Erik settled onto his back, pulling me on top of him. I ran my fingers through his hair and began kissing his neck. “Hey, Monster High, no bite marks,” he warned.

“Not even a little one?” I tugged on his neck lightly with my teeth.

“No, little vampire. I still have the last mark you left.” That’s true, I remembered Lani had seen it.

“I can’t help it…” I continued to leave a trail of kisses up his neck to his ear where I only stopped to suck on his earlobe. “You taste good.”

“So do you,” he murmured and swept his fingers between my legs. Fuck!

That’s all he had to do, just touch me lightly and I was ready. I slipped my hands down to his waist and pulled his boxers down. Erik raised his hips, wiggled and kicked them off. I straddled him, feeling how hard he was between my thighs.

“I want you,” he moaned as he ran his finger over the fabric of my panties, making me feel this aching need to have him inside me.

“You have me,” I panted as he continued to taunt me, his fingers tracing circles at my sex. “Fuck!” He knew I was going to shatter right there.

“I have condoms in my drawer, babe” he said, gesturing to the nightstand where the candle was.

“Erik.” I leaned down and kissed him softly. “You know I’m on the pill,” I said the words against his lips. I had been thinking about this for a while, I just didn’t know how to approach the issue. No time like the present.

He was quiet for a moment, and I knew I had caught him off guard. Leaning back, I looked at him. The surprise was written all over his face. “I never… I mean, I’ve always used a condom before. Are you sure?” he whispered, and for a moment I felt like I was about to take his virginity. In a way, I guess, I was.

“Positive.” I swirled my hips, feeling him beneath me. “I want to feel you. All of you.”

I kissed him, showing him how badly I wanted him inside me.

“You never stop amazing me,” he said against my lips, and I couldn’t hold back my smile.

“Babe, I really can’t wait any more.” Erik responded to my needs with equal urgency, he didn’t even bother taking my panties off, just tugged them to the side and started pushing himself inside me. So much for taking things slow. I groaned as he stretched me; my breathing turned to panting as I sheathed him inch by inch.

“Oh, God! Brit! You feel incredible,” he cried out. He bit down on his lip, and I brought my hand to the side of his face.

“You do, too,” I said with a ragged breath.

We were in a frenzy until at last Erik was buried completely inside me, and only then were we able to wind down and enjoy each other.

“I love you,” I said and kissed him as he filled me.

“Baby, I love you so much it actually hurts sometimes.”

I rocked my hips against his, enjoying being on top because it meant I could feel every inch of him. Erik rested his hands on my hips, and we found our rhythm. There was no way to describe how different it felt this way, and I was so happy he was experiencing this for the first time with me. I never felt closer to him.

He swept my hair away from my face, cupping my cheek as he kissed me slow and deep while he continued to make love to me. That’s what it was: making love. For the first time, I understood the difference.

Everything in that moment was perfect. And suddenly, out of nowhere, I started laughing. It was the worst possible moment, but I couldn’t help it. Erik stilled inside me. “Wanna share?”

“I’m sorry. I was just thinking about when I wouldn’t go out with you.”

Erik rocked his hips against mine, and I let out a soft whimper. “Bet you’re glad you changed your mind.”

“So glad.” I collapsed against him, holding him tight, never wanting to let this boy go.