Road trip

10 -Whats wrong?

Fireworks, an explosion of sparks, crackling static, that's the feeling that invaded my body when I felt his lips against mine.

I sucked in a deep breath, my stomach felt as if I was free falling and I needed something to hold me in place. I can't even describe how my heart was reacting, I'm sure it was about to give out with how fast it was beating.

I had never experienced anything like this before, not with any of my previous two boyfriends, it was exciting and intimidating and honestly, I was scared to open my eyes and see his reaction.

What if this wasn't what he meant? What if I had just opened a can or worms that neither of us knew how to handle? What if I had just ruined the best thing I had left?

"I'm sorry, I.." I pulled away, instantly missing the warmth of his lips.

He shook his head against mine, his nose giving me butterfly kisses as he did.

"You don't get to apologize." His voice was a low whisper.

"But.." I tried to protest but the tingle of his lips on mine again cut me off.

I felt him smile against me and froze. Was he enjoying this too? His hand moved up higher as he sank onto his elbows which held my head between them. His hands began massaging my head as I felt his tongue against my bottom lip.

I'm not entirely sure what happened next. I opened my mouth to ask him something, and instead his face pressed harder into mine as his tongue moved deeper into my mouth.

One of his hands moved down to hold my waist as his tongue continued to invade my mouth with a fire that I knew we wouldn't be able to extinguish in one night.

I grasped the back of his hair and ignored the nagging thoughts that said this was a bad idea. I was finally living in the moment and enjoying every minute of it.

His hand grasped onto my bare thigh and I felt a rush of heat run between my legs as he flipped us over so that I was now straddling him.

I had never been in this position with anyone before, and I was super aware of the fact that my thin lacey panties and the cotton of his underwear was the only thing separating our bodies, especially when I felt him hard underneath me.

I groaned as the movement of our bodies provided friction between my legs in a way I had never experienced. It was electrifying and exciting.

I focused on kissing him, letting my mouth suck and lick his lips, his neck, all the places I had seen on television but never tried for myself. I had never admitted it, but my experience was very limited and besides the usual pecks and odd make out session I hadn't delved into much else. Not that anyone else had ever made me feel, well whatever this was.

"Mmmm" he groaned, his lips vibrating against mine and I swear I was stuck in a dream.

I don't know how long we stayed like that, but I do know that we were both panting and sweaty by the time he rolled us back over and sweetly kissed my nose before pulling me back into his arms.

"Hey, what's wrong?" He asked when I was quiet for too long.

"Nothing, just thinking." I hummed as the memory of his mouth on mine replayed over and over.

"If you didn't like it.."

"It's not that." I leaned up to peck his cheek. "It was perfect. It's just a lot to process."

"I know." He sighed. "I know Mols probably has a lot to do with it to, but she wanted us to be happy." He said as I remembered how much I had just betrayed her.

"It's just hard." I took a deep breath. "We don't ever talk about her and I know that she wanted us to be happy, I just, I can't risk losing you too Austin. You're all I have left." I admitted quietly as he squeezed me closer.

"I'm not going anywhere Anna. I meant what I said. If you want to forget this happened tomorrow, we can do that. Either way I will be right here."

"Thanks" I whispered as I let my eyes closed and fell asleep to the aroma of him and the rhythm of his heart beating in my ear.

...

Three weeks later ...

Things had seemed to go back to normal. We didn't talk about that night again, even though sometimes I would find myself staring at him, or noticing he was paying more attention to me than usual.

It was strange, but I had decided it was for the best this way. We didn't need to complicate our relationship and I didn't want to risk it. Stopping it now was what needed to happen.

So far it seemed to be working out well. We had been back to joking around as usual, even got through an awkward but fun graduation dinner with both our parents.

Now we were finished loading his truck and about to say goodbye to our parents and the Clarke's for our final summer trip in memory of our best friend.

We hugged each of them, my dad taking the extra moment to remind me to stay safe, before Molly's mom pulled me in for a second hug. "Do what makes you happy. I know you don't believe it, but Molly would love you guys together and I can see how you look at each other."

"Thanks" i shot her a shy smile.

"Have fun." They all smiled as Austin grabbed my hand and we walked to the truck and climbed in.

He turned the key in the ignition, cranking the engine before setting our first destination into the GPS. Then he took my hand in his and kissed the back of my knuckle.

"You ready?"

"Let do this!" I smiled at him excitedly as he put the car in drive and pulled out of my driveway.

"Savannah here we come."