Easier to Lie

Chapter Twenty-One

The news didn't cover much of what we saw that afternoon. All the channels told us to stay tuned for updates.

I sat in the chair curled up under a blanket. I had a book in my lap and no motivation to look past the front cover. Part of me wanted to call the police and tell them about Frankie. The other part of me wanted to borrow Leah's car and go to Eric.

I wanted to see him as much as possible before the summer ended. He was riding with Leah and me, but I wanted alone time with him.

Leah let me use her car. I only had to beg her for the keys. When she misinterpreted 'alone time' she gladly handed me the keys. That girl had a one-track mind sometimes. More often now that she was married to Adam. I admit, I was curious about it, wondered if I was ready to go there at only eighteen years old. I debated with myself all the way to his front door.

He opened the door wearing only his shorts—my jaw dropped. I still couldn't believe a guy this good-looking was mine. Seeing him standing there like that, smiling at me, I made up my mind.

"Hey, I was going to come see you. I was waiting until my mom went to sleep," he leaned in to kiss me and I locked our hands together.

"I got impatient," I tried my best to sound seductive. I hoped it worked.

With our hands intertwined, I led him to his bedroom. Emma was on the other side of the house. I had to be quiet. But not too quiet.

"We're not moving after all. Mom decided to buy this place," I half-listened to what he said. I focused more on how much I wanted him. I locked his door and took off my shirt. "Wow. What is going on here?" I loved his playful, flirtatious behavior.

Slowly, I walked over to him and wrapped my arms around his neck. I bit his earlobe then my lips traced his neck and chest with soft, smooth kisses. "Finishing what we started the other day."

His hands rested on my hips, his favorite part of my body. He relaxed as he pulled me closer. Then his muscles tightened when he picked me up. We kissed as we fell back onto his bed. Now it was his turn to tease me.

He started with my lips. I could taste his chap stick. Eric went up one side of my neck and down my stomach to the top of my jean shorts. He repeated this on the other side. His soft, gentle touch made me crave more. All thoughts left my mind. My body reacted in such heavenly ways. Ways I had only ever read about. He would do one thing to make me moan with pleasure then another touch would send fire through my veins.

He crashed into my lips again. I felt his tongue and mine knew what to do in response. He tenderly ran his hands up on my sides and finally over my bra. "Wonder Woman this time?" he asked, melting my heart with that grin.

"I love the DC universe. Don't judge me," I said, I wrapped one of my legs around his.He was mine. He wasn't going anywhere.

"It's cute. Everything about you is cute," his hands followed my bra straps to the clasp. "Is this okay?" Such a gentleman.

"Yeah, go ahead," I arched my back to make it easier for him.

I wasn't nervous or anxious. I didn't have a million things running through my mind. Every touch from Eric calmed me, relaxed me, in ways I never thought possible. He raised up to drop my bra onto the floor then he looked at my body and suddenly I was very aware that I was exposed to him, and it was okay. It felt right being like this with him.

I let him touch me, kiss me on my chest. He massaged my breasts as we kissed, and I felt the reaction his body was having. When he started on my neck again, I found the zipper to his shorts, then mine. I wasn't ready to be completely naked in front of him. I kept on the matching Wonder Woman boy shorts. This was happening. I was ready for it, for him. This moment could not have been more perfect.