Road trip

27- let me kiss you

His tongue danced with mine, slowly filling the void of need in my chest as his hand grasped the back of my hair. I could taste the salt on his skin from the tears he had shed over Molly, but knowing that she would approve meant more to me than she would ever know.

His grip was firm but not possessive as he tilted my head back and sucked the sweet juncture between my neck and shoulder blades. The contacts sending heat between my legs and a raging need to have him surging through my veins.

He needed this as much as I did, but I knew that his need was greater. I needed to show him just how much I had meant what I said, how far I was willing to jump with him, and that started now.

I clutched at his shirt and spun us around so that he was now sitting on the bed with me straddled above him. It was out of my comfort zone and yet exciting all at once as he continued to kiss anywhere he could find.

His hands moved to my waist, and as much as I wanted to relinquish control, let him take the lead, I felt the need to prove myself to him.

Slowly I lifted his shirt from his body and threw it on the floor, raking my hands down his chest as I slid off his waist and onto my knees in front of him.

I watched his reaction as his eyes darkened in anticipation of what I was doing. Then I clutched the side of his boxers and pulled, his hands instantly moving over mine.

"Anna you don't.."

"I know, I want too." I smiled as he released his hands and let me take his boxers off.

I'll be honest, I didn't know what I was doing at all and I knew that he knew it too. Without a word he put his hand over mine and directed me as I held his hard dick in my hands, sliding it up and down until I was finally feeling brazen enough to do what I had intended.

I took him in my mouth, the softness of him surprising me at first as the saltiness of his pre-cum invaded my taste buds. Still the sound of his moans was enough to encourage me to move quicker and suck harder as I bobbed up and down over him.

It wasn't until I felt his hands pulling at my face that I realized that I must have messed the whole thing up. The very notion that I was doing it wrong aching my chest more than I knew it could.

"Was it not ...?"

"Anna it was amazing, I just want to feel you wrapped around me and it won't happen if I cum right now." He smiled pulling my face back to his.

He scooted back on the bed pulling me with him until I was laying on top of him, our mouths still very much glued together as I shimmied my pajama shorts down and settled myself on top of him.

I pulled away long enough to line him up at my entrance before I watched him as I sank down on top of him, the very moment feeling overwhelming as my own breath hitched with his as soon as there was no more space between us.

Then I rocked my hips. I rocked them as I savored every feeling, every moan and touch of his hands as they raked over my body, until my legs were so weak that he had to help. It was a pleasure I had never felt before, looking into his eyes and seeing nothing but love and adoration as we both found the heights of our orgasms and crashed together.

I had meant what I said about not wanting to live with regrets, and yet as I laid in his arms while he slept I just hoped that everything would work out for us. I wouldn't survive if he ended up being one of those regrets.

I woke up with my legs wrapped around his naked body under the sheets. He was watching me intently as I let my eyes adjust to the light, smiling up at him.

"Morning."

"Morning my beautiful girlfriend." He smiled down at me, a new sense of pride emanating from him.

He kissed my forehead and we got up. I put on a dark green romper and we took the elevator down to the lobby. When we stepped out we turned in our room keys before we waited for the valet to bring our car to the front.

Austin loaded our small bags into the trunk before he opened my door and then ran around to jump in the drivers seat. Once inside he leaned over the console stroking my face as I looked into his eyes and tried to remember a time when I saw him as nothing more than a friend.

I couldn't.

"Let me kiss you."  He smiled as I playfully shrugged.

"I think we may be passed the point of you asking my permission to kiss me, right boyfriend?" I waggled my eyebrows flirtatiously.

He leaned in and pecked my lips before kissing my forehead.

"I love you Anna, now let's hit the road. We will probably need to stop again before Nashville and then after that we will be home."

I gave him a tight smile as the word home cast the very ember of doubt that had been slowly burning in my head the whole time.

Would he still want us when we got back? Or when we were at college and there was a whole campus of girls, prettier girls around? What would happen if this didn't work and we had already committed to the apartment together.

There was still too much unknown variables left to cloud my mind, but as his fingers laced with mine and we drove away from the congested streets of New York, all I was focused on was enjoying whatever time we did have together.

No matter where this led, I would always have the memories of us to get me through.