A Life that's been loved

The First Time**

At 15 you found yourself sitting around a bonfire with a dozen or so local kids passing around a bottle of stolen liquor, choking back hand rolled cigarettes listening to Ed strum his fingers so effortlessly across his guitar when his eyes locked with yours. Not missing a beat he continued playing, singing sweet words you were far to tipsy to actually register the meaning of. Not once did he take his eyes off you, his eyes becoming hungrier with every breath you took, licking his lips between words as you decided to tease him, crossing your legs causing your dress to hike higher up your thigh, pushing your long wavy hair behind your ear, tilting your head ever so slightly exposing your bare neck. Even when he placed his guitar down and waltzed over to you, ignoring those who were attempting to strike up a conversation, his eyes stayed fixated on his target. Even though you were surrounded by eyes you knew were starting directly at you and Ed, in that moment you felt it was just the two of you, completely alone, nothing but the sound of your heavy breathing and his footsteps resonating from your ears. Before you could even register what was happening, his mouth was on yours, lips intertwined, his tongue begging for entrance you gladly granted allowing him to dominate and explore every ounce of your mouth with his tongue. Standing over you, bending down with his arms on either side of the arm chair holding himself up, your hands around his neck leaning up giving it everything you had, so focused on the task at hand, you failed to hear the loud cheering that had erupted from the tipsy crowed you and Ed had acquired. It wasn't until you felt Ed smirk against your lips that you snapped out of you lust filled haze and started giggling against his mouth that you finally ceased your kiss. He kept his forehead against yours, his blue eyes becoming darker and pupils becoming more dilated by the minute. He placed one hand to the back of your head and whispered the 5 words that at the time you had no idea would still have such an impact on you both 12 years later..... "Lets get out of here". And with that he plucked you from your chair and pulled you away by your hand, leading you into the darkness away from the masses of drunken testosterone kids cheering you on.

It wasn't long before you found yourselves falling into a small shed you both knew so well. So many Friday nights had been spent drinking within its four walls with the 6 people you spent majority of your time with, it almost felt like home. The second Ed closed the door he had you pinned up against it, kissing you passionately, his hands caressing your cheeks his body pressed firmly against yours. You had your hand on his chest, fighting for dominance you knew you were going to lose in your tongue war when you felt his budge press firmly against your lower stomach, him being slightly taller then you. Just the thought of him hard for you made your core pulsate with anticipation. You could feel the wetness seeping through your underwear as you slowly began to slide your right hand down his stomach, never breaking your kiss, you felt his hand fall to your waist pulling you closer and holding you tight. You had never done anything even remotely like this before but somehow you knew that's where your hand needed to be. As Ed began to kiss you even more lustfully than you thought possible, your hand reached its destination having to slip through each of your bodies pressed against one another. You gently rubbed his pulsating manhood over the denim of his jeans when he abruptly grabbed your wrist bringing it up beside your head as his other had did the same to you left. He finally broke the kiss and lent his temple against yours, looking you straight in the eyes, keeping silent and his body pressed firmly against yours.

"Ella" he whispered, "have you ever done this before" he said as he began placing small kisses on your neck awaiting your answer. Releasing your left wrist, placing his hand on your neck as you tilted your head allowing him more access, you placed your hand around his head pawing at his ginger hair and let out a lustful moan as he began to lightly suck on your collar bone.

"N-no" you managed to stutter as he continued his attack moving from one side of your neck to the other, his left hand still pinning your right firmly against the door above your head, his groin still pressed firmly against you. You could feel your panties getting wetter with each well-placed kiss and you knew in that moment that this was the night you were going to lose your virginity. Ed halted his attack and looked you straight in the eyes, bringing both his hands up to your cheeks stepping back ever so slightly allowing you a moment to breath. "We don't have to-you know" he said as his cheeks began to flush red, "we can just make out if you want to". He once again leaned into your body pinning you against the door kissing you as he had done so many times before. You moved your hands to his shoulders and lightly pushed him back. You looked down at your feet and somehow managed to open your mouth, almost surprised by how easily the words escaped between your lips. "I have never wanted something so badly before in my life...... I-I have never wanted you as much as I do now". He placed his hand around your back before landing on your ass. Even through your cheese cloth sundress and panties you could feel the warmth of his hand as he began squeezing gently at first but becoming more forceful with each passing moment. He continued gnawing at your neck when his hand slipped beneath your dress. He slid his calloused fingers up your thigh meeting the crevasse between your ass and leg where he slowly began to draw circles with his fingers, teasing the band of your underwear. A loud moan escaped your lips as he began sucking on your neck, hard. You knew he would leave a mark, and you couldn't have cared less. "Ed" you started to moan quietly as you began to move your hands to the hem of his shirt pulling it over his head, if nothing else you thought this would at least break his latch. He looked up to you, lust filling his eyes and smirked "just marking my territory" he whispered into your ear as he grabbed a hold of your dress and yanked it over your head in one quick smooth motion. He stopped dead in his tracks and looked you over, eyes darting from your face, down to your breasts and then to where you wanted him most. You had worn your best bra and pantie set, you had a small inclination that something like this would happen tonight so you had prepared for the occasion.