“Eli?” She jiggles my hand. “You’re quiet.” Ash sounds nervous. “I had to keep it a secret. If the school ever found out, we’d get expelled for sure. And all we wanted to do was help.” She sounds so earnest.
“Well that is a hell of a story.” The wheels are turning in my head. If I blow this out of the water, I not only put Ash’s future in jeopardy, but also her house. It’s not like auctioning off your virginity is illegal. It happens all the time, but our community is a prestigious one. It holds itself to high standards. It’s a family-oriented area. And when we got wind of what was happening the community leaders wanted it squashed.
But I never thought. Never even considered these girls were doing something for the good of someone else. It gives me a lot to think about.
A lot.
“So, you know the whole story now. Are you satisfied?”Yes and no.“Can we not speak of this again? I don’t want to get anyone in trouble. Including you.”
Amazing. She’s worried about me.
“It’s dead and buried,” I promise. God, I am perjury offender numero uno. Because it is nowhere near dead and buried. But that’s my problem to deal with, not hers. I’m going to protect her at any cost. I just have to figure out how exactly.
* * *
The rain is pouring down in sheets by the time we get back to my apartment. We make a run for the door, hand in hand, getting drenched in just the short time we are exposed to the elements. I rush us inside; the living room is dark, and Ash is shivering.
“Warm me up.” She slips her chilly hands under my shirt and I shudder. Everything below my navel pulls tightly as her palms glide across my chest.
“How about a hot shower?” I suggest.
“Mmm, that sounds amazing.”
To me too.
In the spacious bathroom covered with marbled stone, I strip Ash out of her wet clothes as the water warms up. The glass encasement has two showerheads, so it’s totally double the pleasure double the fun. Once she’s naked, she returns the favor, helping me peel out of my soaked clothes. There’s a strange air in the room tonight. Something is crackling, but I can’t quite put my finger on what.
Ash leaves her hair in a bun as she steps into the shower stall. I watch enamored as the hot spray trickles over her prickly skin.
“You coming?”
“God, I hope so. Like a dozen times.” I step in behind her and wrap her in my arms. Skin on skin, lips on lips, there is no barrier between us. It’s liberating and exciting and arousing as hell. She makes me horny as fuck.
We just kiss for what feels like a pleasurable eternity, roaming our hands freely over each other’s bodies.
It’s a connection filled with passion, affection, and want. It’s different tonight. More...infatuating. More amorous.
“Eli,” a plea spills from Ash’s lips, and it’s like nothing she’s ever uttered before. She’s called my name in the throes of passion, crooned it as she came, but never has she beseeched me so earnestly. The hairs on my arms stand up. I know what she wants. My heart beats so hard it may bust out of my chest. How many times have I fantasized about this? About being the one, her first, her only? Since the moment I laid eyes on her all those weeks ago. She captured me, mind, body and soul, and I hadn’t even met the girl.
Does love at first sight exist? I never believed so, but Ash has me questioning myself. Questioning my sanity. I want her more than air or food or water or life.
I take her face and kiss her firmly, an epic battle of wills erupting inside of me. Our tongues tangle and lips smack we continue to kiss.
“Eli?” There’s that plea again.
“Ash.” I drop my forehead to hers.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing, everything.” I’m tormented.
“I want you. I want it to be with you,” she declares. She’s so sure. So confident.
“I shouldn’t.”
“Why not? It belongs to you anyway.”
“No, it doesn’t. No matter how much I paid for it. Your virginity has always been yours.” I grip her wrists and hold them against me.