I'm definitely not a virgin. But damn, all my nerves are ready to explode. I've been dreaming to touch Avery, to give her pleasure. Damn! I've been having dirty dreams with her for almost everyday since the first day I met her.
But I respect her so much. I know she wants to have a healthy relationship. So it takes me almost half a year since our first kiss to ask her to spend a night with me. We do kiss everyday, sometimes my hands are roaming her body, but never go under her skirt. Hell! I should win the most gentleman reward of all time.
"Hey," I smile at her when she opens the door. I'm picking her up and we will drive to the beach party at Roderick Hotel.
"Hi Brad," she smiles at me, but I can see her nervous. I expect she is still a virgin, if yes, then she will be more nervous than me.
I take her bag and we go to my Porsche. Once she is inside the car, I just realized she is wearing a short skirt, shorter than her usual skirt. Is this some kind of foreplay? If yes, then I will definitely embarrass myself. My dick is so hard and ready to explode.
"Let's go!" She grins excitedly. On second thought, it doesn't matter what clothes she wears, it's her, Avery. I think I'm falling in love with her. Maybe I'm too young to define the word "love". But I'm sure what I feel for her is similar with love.
***
The party goes well actually, but I'm too distracted to enjoy it. Avery is wearing a bikini. Okay, she has a sarong to cover her bottom, but still... And maybe because she already decided to give herself to me, she is more touchy with me, not that I mind but I mind if one of my stupid friends realize my hard cock.
I hug Avery from behind and kisses her bare shoulder. "Happy?"
She drinks her Coke. "Yes, your friends are very entertaining," she giggles.
"Oh yeah, they are professional clowns." I chuckle.
She caresses my cheek with her soft hand. "What about you? You enjoy the party?"
"You are here with me, it's perfect," I say truthfully. The party without her would be dull. Even though they made a special event to congratulate some of us who accepted to university.
Mom still sour with me not go to Wharton, said I was too distracted that's why I failed. Only my mom can disappoint over her kid failed Wharton BUT accepted to Yale and Brown. I feel like she just wants to blame Avery, even though I told her when I took that Wharton test, Avery wasn't my girlfriend yet. But I think Mom will get over it when she knows what a wonderful person Avery is. Chase said it too after met Avery at the gelato cafe, he told me that Avery is a nice girl, well he said better than I deserve. But it just Chase being an annoying big brother.
Suddenly the skies are colorful. The fireworks are dancing in the sky beautifully. We watch the fireworks for a while, I know the show is not over yet but the needs to have her, all of her, is screaming inside me.
"Let's go inside," I whisper to her ear.
She looks at me deeply. The longest 10 seconds in my life and finally she nods. Giving me the permission to have her.
***
"Aw!" We both fall on the room's floor. How? I don't think we know. We were kissing wildly on the way back to the room.
Avery laughs so do I. I turn us around so she is under me. The laughter dies, she looks at me with something I cannot decipher. Trust, love, lust?
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The Billionaire's Sleeping Beauty
RomanceI fell head over heels in love with this new girl in my school. Her name was Avery Carter. The girl who captured my heart since the day I saw her beautiful emerald eyes. Long story short, we married and lived our lives to the fullest. I was excited...