14—Jake P.O.V.
Knowing that college wasn't for me, I went to work for several different farmers over the summer, continuing at Hal and Hessie's, of course. I had been saving every penny I could for years, so with my added jobs over the summer, I began to have a nice little nest egg stashed away. Holly had been trying to decide what to do with her life and I was just trying to be supportive, but deep down I was sad that she was probably leaving. Because I was working for so many different people, I didn't have a lot of free time, and I didn't want that to start to wear on our relationship. So I took tonight off and was planning to wine and dine her.
"Wow, what's all this?" Holly asked, when we entered the kitchen at my mom's house. Mom and my brother's went to visit mom's sister for the weekend, so we had the house all to ourselves. I think mom knew that we needed some alone time and, bless her, she hadn't given me another sex speech.
I smiled and pulled the chair out for her, "I wanted to do something special for you. You've been very patient about all of the hours I've been working, so I wanted to show you how much I appreciate it."
"Jake, you didn't have to do all of this. I know that you're saving up so you can have your own farm someday." Holly said, being the understanding girlfriend that she was.
I nodded, "I do want that very much, but...lately...Holly I don't want that unless you want that. I see you in my future forever and so if you won't be happy on a farm, then we'll move to the city."
Holly's eyes widened, "Jake, you would be miserable in a big city."
"I would be even more miserable without you in my life." I tell her and the next thing I know, I found myself down on one knee. I hadn't really planned on doing this tonight. Hell, I didn't even have a ring yet, but what the hell, I went with it. I took her hand, "Holly Gomes, I love you with all my heart. I know that we're still young and we have a lot of things to figure out before we could officially get married. Will you marry me...someday, in the near future...when I buy you a ring that you deserve?"
As proposals went, I felt like it totally sucked, but Holly began to cry and then she hugged me tighter than ever before. She whispered against my ear, "Yes, Jake, I want to marry you...someday, in the near future."
I quickly forgot about the fancy table I'd set with romantic candles and everything. I forgot about the lasagna my mom had helped me make. I forgot about all of my good intentions for the night. Holly had just agreed to marry me and I needed to officially make her mine, now, tonight. So I stood and picked her up, kissing her. I broke our kiss only long enough to make sure I wouldn't run us into any walls on the way to my bedroom, where I playfully tossed her onto the mattress. She giggled and bounced a couple times, before settling against the mattress. She looked up at me and I felt my chest swell with intense love and need for her.
Smiling up at me, in a flirty way, Holly said, "I think I'm supposed to throw myself at you. We had a deal." Then she leaned up to pull her shirt over her head. The red and black lacy bra she wore cupped her breasts and I'd never been so jealous of an article of clothing before. I swallowed past the lump in my throat and pulled my own shirt over my head, throwing it to the floor, alongside hers.
"Holly, I love you so freaking much. I want you so much, but I want to make sure that you want this. If you'd rather wait until we get married, then we'll wait. I don't want to rush you." I tell her.
"I'm ready." Holly whispered as she sat up and grabbed me by the belt loop of my jeans. She gently tugged me closer. Her big doe eyes were blinking up at me as she softly pleaded, "Make love to me, Jake."
There wasn't much talking after that. I reached for her and together, tangled up in each other, we collapsed onto my bed. I kissed her lips, her cheeks, her eyes, her chin. I wanted to kiss every inch of her, so I started down her neck. The little whimpers that were coming from the back of her throat spurred me on. I kissed her collarbone and moved her bra strap to the side, kissing a path downward.
Holly reached for her shorts, quickly pushing them down her gorgeous legs. I paused, trying to memorize every detail of this moment. Holly Gomes lay beneath me, wearing the sexiest underwear I'd ever seen. It was barely there and yet I wanted it gone, stat. I took a couple deep breaths, trying to control my arousal, not wanting this to end too soon. If I could, I'd take this into the next morning, but I knew I didn't have that kind of willpower or the stamina, especially when Holly reached for my jeans, unsnapping them and pushing them down.
I kicked free of my pants and covered her again. She leaned up enough, so I could reach around her and unclasp her bra. My arousal was so high that my fingers fumbled around, until I finally got it. When I pulled her bra free, I almost gasped at the sight of her gorgeous naked breasts. They were perfect. I'd felt them before and knew they'd fit perfectly in the palm of my hands. I'd never seen them though and I couldn't look away. I didn't care if that made me a creeper. I looked my fill, before lowering my head and taking one of her nipples into my mouth.
"Jake!" She gasped and arched her back.
I grinned against her, but focused on the task of seducing her. I wanted her panting. I wanted her just as aroused as I was. I wanted her wreathing beneath me. I moved over and gave equal attention to her other nipple, loving how they pebbled up for me. Holly's whimpers had increased, so while I kept up my arousing assault to her breasts, I moved my hands down her body and gently pushed her panties down her legs, removing them. I ran my fingers back up her legs, parting them when I reached her function. When my fingers found her already soaking wet, I couldn't help but feel smug.
"Jake, please." She panted.
"Please what, Babe?" I asked, wanting her to say it again. When she'd asked me to make love to her, it'd been the sexiest thing to ever come out of her delicious mouth.
"Please..." She whimpered, bringing her lips to my ear, "Fuck me, Jake!"
Shit, I kind of lost it after that. I quickly discarded my boxers and grabbed a condom out of my dresser, rolling it on as quickly as possible. I did, at least, take my time entering her for the first time, but it was excruciating. She was so tight and slick. When I encountered the proof of her virginity though, I knew that I needed to savor this part. I was traveling in uncharted waters. Nobody but me had been here before and nobody would be here after me. Once I pushed through her virginity barrier, I could no longer hold back. I plunged deep, before pulling almost all the way out, and plunging back in again.
"Jake!" Holly gasped in wonder. I loved the "awe" in her voice right now. It was like she couldn't believe this was happening and she never wanted it to end. I felt the same exact way. The trouble was, I'd wanted her for so long that I already felt my body tumbling toward release. I wanted her right there with me though, so I changed my angle. This caused me to plunge even deeper and judging by Holly's moaning, I'd say this angle worked for her. To be sure, I reached between our bodies and found her clit, rubbing it as I continued to pump my hips. Her body began to tremble and I knew she was good. I increased my pressure against her clit and her body contracted around me. She gasped and moaned as her whole body seemed to convulse. I continued to pump my hips, until my body started its own convulsions.
Afterward, we collapsed side-by-side, still wrapped up in each other. I'd never felt as content as I did in that moment. I felt something brush lightly against my nose and slowly opened my eyes, to see that Holly had kissed my nose. I wrinkled it and said, "You're so weird."
She grinned, "Yes, but I'm your weirdo."
"Damn straight." I tell her and pull her closer.
She sighed, contentedly, but said, "I'll have to go home, you know. We can't fall asleep. My mom would freak out if I didn't come home."
"I know. I'll take you home a little later. I just want to hold you for a little longer." I tell her and kissed the top of her head. Life. Was. Good.
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City to Sticks
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