Falling - On the Banks of Lake Saint Clare (Falling - Book One) (51 page)

“I can see why people want to do this all the time, although it really hurts, it feels unbelievably great. Does that make sense?
”

“Alex, I am so sorry
,
but I can’t do this any longer.”

“You want to stop?”

“No, I want to cum
, really
,
really
,
bad. He pushed hard against me, “Don’t move,” he said. “I’ll try to wait,”
h
e sighed, closing his eyes. He leaned his head back, took a deep
breath,
and moaned. “Oh man.”

“Michael, go ahead. It’s fine.”

I felt him glide up and down, faster than before. I grabbed on to his
arms, feeling his muscles flexing
tightly, feeling his body seem to uncontrollably thrust forward making him enter me even deeper. I screamed, “Oh
g
od, Oh
g
od,” feeling him push so hard, I felt dizzy. I heard him moan and thrust again, and again, his whole body shuddered as he pushed one last time. I could feel him exploding with every thrust.

He stopped moving and was completely still. He took a deep breath. He rolled off of me and collapsed on his back. I could feel his heart pounding harder and faster than ever. His body was tense and his breathing was extremely irregular.

“That was better than I ever imagined,” he said breathless, kissing my hand
.

“You know this is going to change our relationship forever.”

“Why is that?” He asked, still out of breath. “Cause I’m going to have you naked a hundred per cent of the time?”

“Yeah that,” I smiled, “and we know each other more intimately than before. There is no going back
. This
is it. And I was right. I am more jealous. I really want a penis now.”

“It
’
s overrated,” he laughed. “I saw what your body did last night. That won’t be the last time I see that. I’ll be right back.”

I picked up the letter he wrote me and smiled. I wonder if I will look different and it’s transparent that I am no longer a virgin. I slipped my dress on and went into the kitchen to get us something to drink. Derek and
Kaitlyn
weren’t in the living room. I wanted so badly to listen at the bedroom door to see if she was in there with him. The keys were on the table, so I knew they hadn’t gone anywhere. I glanced upstairs and saw the third bedroom door was open and the lights where off. That answered my question. I went back into the bedroom and saw Michael in his shorts, no shirt, lighting three new candles.

“Am I extremely shallow to only love you because you have the most incredible body I have ever seen?” I smiled, watching his back muscles flexing as he lit the candles.

“Not at all. That’s the only reason I love you,” he winked.

“Good, now I don’t feel guilty when I gawk at you all the time. We didn’t bring anything to drink or eat.”

He dove on top of me, kissing me, and rolling me across the bed. “We will run to the store in a bit. Sorry our first time was so fast. I will last longer next time.”

“Trust me, I was ready. It is so weird that it really hurt, but it also felt amazing at the same time.”

“I have vagina envy,” he smiled, kissing my neck,” and breast envy,” he said, biting gently on my nipple through my dress.

“You can do that forever,” I moaned.

“Oh,” he said
,
sitting up, “I forgot something. You’re other romantic present.”

“My breast made you remember?”

He leaned over the bed and got into his gym bag. I sat cross-legged on the bed as he handed me a bag
to open
. “Ok, there are some rocks. Why did you get me rocks?”

“Those aren’t just any rocks, my dear. Those are rocks from the spot we had our first kiss at the lake.”

“Awe, that is so romantic.”

“And this,”
h
e said, handing me another bag.

“Ok. Another bag of rocks?” I laughed.

“Those are the rocks from the river where we spent our first night
together
. That is where I fell in love with you even more.”

“You are too cute,” I smiled, kissing him.

He took my hand and looked me in the eyes. He put a small box in it, “And this is the rock that I am asking you to be mine forever.”

I looked down and saw a ring in the box. My heart started racing like crazy. I looked at him, wondering if he was really serious. “Michael? Is this a joke?”

“No,” he said, taking it from the box. “I love you. I want to be with you the rest of my life.”

“Wow,” I sighed, feeling him slide it on my finger. “I was not prepared for this.”

“Good not prepared or bad not prepared,” he asked, holding my hand.

“Great not prepared. I don’t know what to say,” I sighed, looking at the ring.

“Start with yes Michael, I will be with you forever
,
and then yes Michael, you are the greatest.”

“Yes, Michael, I will be with you forever
,
and yes Michael, you are the greatest.”

“Did you just think of that on the fly?” He laughed.

“On the fly. I am just that good.”

I laid back holding the ring in front of my eye, “How much can I get if I hock this?”
             
“Funny,”
he moved beside me
and held my hand. “We have some decisions to make this year. We have less than 6 months to decide our plans.”

“Why is that?” I asked, moving over beside him. “I love your muscles,” I sighed, running my fingers along his stomach. “I finally get the six pack abs thing. I feel so stupid. I never realized there are three muscles on each side.”

He laughed, “What did you think it was?”

“I don’t think I really thought about it. I really thought it had to do with beer. What a dumb ass.”

“You can’t be blessed with beauty and brains. That wouldn’t be fair for the rest of the female population.”

“You are too kind,” I laughed.

“With love
,” he smiled, kissing my cheek. “And yet again, you changed the subject without knowing it. You know you do that all the time?”

“That’s a good quality.
It k
eeps you guessing what we are talking about. Ok, our future.”

“The way I see it, I can still go to
Kentucky
.”

“What is this muscle called,” I asked, running my fingers across his shoulder. “I’m kidding! I don’t want you to go to
Kentucky
. It’s too far from me.”

“First of all,” he smiled, “You graduate also. You have to pick a college, too.”

“Snap,” I said, “I do graduate next year. How come I really never put a lot of thought into that?”

“Because
,
you have a Peter Pan syndrome. You don’t want to grow up?”

“I am just my psychiatrist’s dream. I have extreme penis envy and Peter Pan syndrome. I am legally an adult today. Are your parents aware you bought this?” I asked, looking at the ring again.

“Yeah, I don’t keep anything from them. This wasn’t something I bought on a whim. I’ve been thinking about it for a while.”

“And they are okay with it?”

“Yes, is there something that I need to know that they shouldn’t be okay with it, like you are really a dude or a serial killer?”

“Oh man! Now I have to kill you!” I laughed.

“Your laugh melts my heart every time.”

“How long have you been thinking about this?” I couldn’t stop looking at the ring.

He laid down and rested his head on my stomach, “Honestly, it was when you were in the hospital.” He took my hand and rubbed it with his fingers, “I felt dead, nothing mattered. I felt alone, angry, wondering how I let you down. All I wanted was for you to open your eyes. I sat there for two days, just wanting a sign that you were going to open your eyes and be with me again. I talked to my mom for hours beside your bed, telling her that if you made it, I would never let you get away. I told her you would be with me forever.”

He took a deep breath and sighed.
“
Then I felt you touch me. That touch made me come alive again and I knew at that moment without a doubt that I would ask you to share my life with me. I just wanted to wait for the perfect time.”

“And your mom never tried to talk you out of it, thinking that we are too young?”

“Never. She never doubted me or had any opinion or concerns. My parents have supported me in everything. They never question my decisions. They have given me advice, but never have said I am making the wrong decision in anything.”

“Are we going to walk the campus while we are here and see if it’s a possibility for college? The Razorbacks have the number one fans in the country. Very devoted to sports.”

He rolled his eyes, “I guess. Why
Arkansas
?”

“It
’
s close to my mom and your parents.”

“True. We’ll drive around.”

“Oh my gosh! I have got to do something!”

“What?”
H
e asked, watching me run across the
room
.

“Just wait. This is going to be so good. I am so
evil
,” I smiled.

“You aren’t ever evil,” he laughed, watching me get my phone out of my purse.

“Take a picture of my ring,” I said, handing him my phone.

“What are you doing?”
He asked
, snapping the picture.

“Just wait. You are going to love this! I logged into Facebook, posted the picture
,
and updated my status
: FutureAlexWilliams, That’s right. We are engaged!

“That was evil,” he laughed. “Please just make that a one time thing. I love my sweet Alex.”

I woke up around three in the morning next to Michael, amazed that it was possible to be happier than I had been when we arrived at the condo. I rolled ever, watching him sleep. I loved how peaceful he looked. He was my drama free life, my escape from everything bad that happened. I looked at my ring, still not totally hit by the reality that he loved me so much that he wanted to marry me. I never dreamed I would find someone that made me laugh so much that I simply adore to no end. I placed my hand on his heart, feeling it pound slowly. I thought about how fast and hard it was pounding earlier that night when we were making love. I was immediately aroused, remembering what he felt like inside me. I was extremely sore, but yearned to have him inside me again. The thought of his body moving up and down on top of me, the look on his face when he had his first orgasm while making love to
someone
was something that only I was able to give him.

I ran my hand down his stomach and wrapped it around his soft but large penis. I instantly felt it move. I smiled, knowing he was still asleep
,
but his penis knew it was time to wake-up. They do have a mind of their own, I thought as I stroked it more, feeling it harden more and more with every stroke.
It was so arousing that I had that much control over it.

“Mmm,” Michael moaned
,
but
was
still asleep. I wondered how long it would be before he would wake up. I felt so turned on, and I wasn’t sure I wanted to wait it out.

I kissed his neck and whispered, “I want you so bad. You have to wake up or I’ll go solo.”

I could see his smile through the faint candlelight that was still burning.

“This, my girlfriend, is the best wake up I have ever had. Mmm, that feels so good. I think that you secretly have a penis
,
cause you are way to good at that,” he smiled, getting rock hard.

“You said I could use yours anytime,” I
smiled
.

“That I did, and it still holds true.”

“I am so ready for you,” I sighed.

He rolled on top of me and I could feel him glide in slowly. “Oh man
,
that feels good.”

“Really?” He smiled, but yet looked like he was concentrating.

“Oh I am sore as hell
,
but this is so amazing feeling. How come we didn’t start this months ago?”

“You were worth the wait,” he said,
becoming breathless
. “Man, it will be nice when I can last longer than10 seconds, but damn girl you feel so fantastic.” He stopped moving for a second, “Don’t move,” he sighed.

I placed my hand on his chest, feeling his heart pounding hard under my hand again.

He started moving again, slowly going deeper with every push. I had forgotten how large he was and knew I was going to be feeling it in the morning.

“Oh my
g
od,” I gasped, feeling him pushing harder and faster.