First Choice (Sam Wilkinson/Nash Grier)

Chapter 104

"Shh," I shush Nash through the darkness as I push the door open and pull him along to where I know the stairs are.

After leaving the dinner Nash was still hungry so we went and ate at Panera. He had calmed down some and it was nice to just sit and eat alone with him.

Something had been bothering me ever since the moment he said it but I was too afraid to bring it up, he didn't want to be here in Omaha. The way he spoke about staying here for the summer made it feel like that was the worst thing that could ever happen to him. It hurt that he kept the details of him leaving this summer to go back home and visit a secret.

Sadly, I couldn't bring any of this up to Nash, at least not yet. He was still upset from his argument with his dad and I didn't want to make it worse so I decided I would just keep it to myself until he was in a better mood.

"Are you sure your mom won't mind?" He asks as I lead him down the hall to my room.

"Of course not, you've spent the night before." I roll my eyes and turn on the light. I let Nash's hand fall from mine and lean back against the door until it shuts.

"Hi," I whisper as his eyes meet mine.

"Hey," he murmurs as he takes a step towards me. His hand finds its way to my waist and I feel myself flush as he leans in close enough for me to feel his breath against my face.

I close my eyes and just when I think his lips are about to touch mine, they press against my neck and I gasp as he nips at my skin. He presses me back against the door and I turn my head to give him better access to my neck.

This feels different. It doesn't feel rushed and passionate, it feels slow and sensual. I feed my fingers through his hair, pulling his face away so I can meet his lips with mine. He moans into my mouth as his hands move up and down my body.

Unexpectedly, he picks me up by my hips and hikes up my thighs until I wrap my legs around his waist. I kiss his neck as he walks us towards the bed and he sets me down gently.

He pushes up the bottom of my dress, prompting me to remove it. He pushes it up past my stomach and I pull it over my head. His lips meet mine again and I undo his belt with tentative hands. His mouth is slow and teasing, his lips soft against mine as he licks into my mouth repeatedly and I contain my little gasps.

I pull up at the hem of his shirt and he raises his arms above his head as I yank it off of him. I rub my hands down his chest, over his stomach, and down to the unbuckled belt and shorts set low on his hips. I undo the button and reach my hand into his boxers without warning and take him half hard into my hand.

He hisses quietly as I begin to pump him slowly and he begins kissing his way down the valley of my breasts. His hand comes around my back to undo my bra and I lift up off the mattress to make it easier, my body pressing against his. His hips begin to move in synch with my hand and I rub my thumb in slow teasing circles over his tip. His eyes scrunch closed and he's biting down on his bottom lip to hide his moans.

I pull my hand out of his boxers and he whines before he opens his eyes and sees me trying to remove his bottoms. He reaches down and pushes both his shorts and boxers down in one swift motion before tossing them onto the floor beside the bed. I can already tell that not much time will be wasted on foreplay.

He places his attention back on me as his fingers move to my waist and begin to peel my black panties off. His eyes widen at my arousal pooling between my legs and he makes quick work of pulling the panties all the way down my legs and they join his shorts on the floor.

"I don't have a condom," he admits as he pushes my thighs apart with his knees and I wrap my arms around his neck. I don't care, I want him now, I can't wait any longer. He seems to feel the same because he rubs himself against me and my moan is cut off when he pushes in slowly and presses his lips against mine.