Falling - On the Banks of Lake Saint Clare (Falling - Book One) (50 page)

“Derek?”

“Dare.”

I could see a mischievous smile on Michael’s face. “Be nice,” I laughed.

“Nothing but, my love,” he grinned. “Empty your wallet out on the coffee table.”

“Oh snap!” I laughed. My heart started pounding for Derek, wondering if there was the emergency condom that most guys were rumored to have. I knew
Kaitlyn
would freak out.

“That’s so mean,” I whispered, watching Derek empty everything out. “No condom?” I asked surprised that I didn’t see one.

“Nope
,
” he shrugged casually.

I looked at
Kaitlyn
and noticed she was more in like with Derek than before.

“That was fixed,” I whispered to Michael.

“How did I know we were going to play truth or dare
?
”
H
e laughed.

“You knew he didn’t have one though.”

“Probably,” he winked. “Derek, go.”

“
Kaitlyn
, truth or dare?”

“Truth?” she said, sounding like she was on the verge of panicking.

Derek looked at Michael. “He can’t help you,” I smiled, knowing Michael could come up with something brilliant to ask.

“Ok,” Derek sighed, “Have you ever imagined you and me having sex?”

“Oh my
g
od!” Michael screamed, then cover his mouth exactly like
Kaitlyn
had done, causing me to jump from the scream.

I started laughing so hard I couldn’t stop. “Don’t answer! I am going to pee my pants,” I said, running into the bathroom.

I spent the entire time in the bathroom laughing, wiping the tears. I walked back in the living room still laughing. “That was so hilarious. I thought I
was going to l
ose it.”

“OK
,
answer.”

“I already said I have.”

“I said don’t answer! Michael
,
how did she say it?” I laughed.

He crossed his legs like she was sitting and flipped his head like
Kaitlyn
flips her hair
,
and closed his eyes, “I’d say I have once or twice,” he said, imitating her to a T.

Derek and I started laughing even harder. I am not sure
Kaitlyn
was aware he was imitating her. She just sat there looking puzzled. “My side is killing me,” I said, I hurting so badly
,
but still couldn’t stop laughing. I held my hand up. “Stop, please, stop being funny.” I pressed my hand against my ribs to stop the pain, but still not able to stop.

Michael put his arm around me. “You okay?”

I wiped away my tears and took a deep breath, “Yeah. You have got to stop making me laugh.”

“Can’t be helped,” he smiled. “I am the what, D?”

“Funny Giant,” he said with no enthusiasm.

I laughed again. “I bet he was unbearable to live with.”

“Yep, still is. Hey, let me see your stomach,” he said.

I looked at Michael, “It’s up to you,” he
said
. “Tell him no if you don’t want to.”

I shrugged, “Its no big deal. It’s going away. I’m even able to wear a bra finally.

“You make that sound like a bonus,” Michael said.

“It is when you are a girl. I hate thinking that people might be able to tell.”

I stood up and walked over to Derek and lifted my shirt and pulled my shorts down a little, revealing my stomach.

“Weird,” he said, pointing at my rib cage, “It’s like a cloud here. And this looks like a flower. It’s pretty cool looking. This is interesting. What ribs are broke
n
?”
             
“These right here,” I said, pointing to my right side. “Why are you interested in this?”

“Its just amazing to me what you looked like in the hospital
,
and in just a short time, you look pretty damn perfect.”

“Thanks,” I smiled. “That was really sweet, Derek.”

I sat back down next to Michael, “You want to go to the bedroom?”
H
e whispered, rubbing me leg.

“Of course,” I said, feeling my body was already tingling with anticipation of his touch.

Michael stood up and stretched, “Well,” he sighed, “it’s getting late. I think we are going to hit the hay.”

“It’s 8,” Derek laughed.

“You’re not helping a guy,” Michael said, walking over to him. They did a knuckle punch, “Night friend.” He reached in his pocket and tossed him the car keys. “In case you all want to go anywhere. Just because we are boring and wanting to call it a night
,
doesn’t mean you all have to also.”

Derek caught the keys, and stood up. He walked o
ver to me and hugged me, “
Hey,” he looked down at me and smiled, “Michael isn’t my only best
friend. Happy birthday. Love you, girl.”

“Thanks a lot
for making me cry
,” I said, wiping my eyes and hugged him again.

Chapter
27

Michael started the fireplace then lit three candles that were placed on the bedside table. “Romance,” he turned and smiled, “I am going all out on this romance thing. I heard that’s what you love.”

I sat on the bed, “I am pretty fond of romance.”

I looked at the table and saw a CD case next to the candles,
Romantic Songs for Alex
, was printed across the top. I turned it over started reading the back. “When did you do this?” I asked, looking at the list of my favorite songs. He took the disc from me and placed it in the stereo and hit play.

He turned the lights off making the room a lovely orange glow. “It’s been in the making awhile. Any song I heard you say you loved, I texted myself the name. When I’d get home, I’d download it. So that’s been
since we met
.”

“I have never been given a more thoughtful gift.”

“Awe, but there is more to come, my love.”

“Really,” I smiled, watching him remove his shirt and sit down beside me.

I stood up in front of him, looking him in the eyes. He pulled me forward placing his lips on mine. His hand moved from my hips up to my heart. I could feel him smile as we kissed, my heart pounding wildly under his hand. I ran my hands across his chest, feeling his heart pounding as strong as or stronger than mine. He lifted my dress over my head, letting it drop to the floor. He moved his hand across the front of my bra, immediately making my nipples harden under his soft touch. He kissed me again, placing his fingers on the front of my bra, and unfastening it in one quick movement. The warm rush filled my body with just the simple release of my bra. “You’re good at that,” I smiled.

He looked at me so lovingly as he slowly pulled my bra straps down my arms, letting it fall to my feet. My legs were trembling slightly
,
as I felt his fingers slowly move inside my panties for just a moment. I leaned forward, kissing his neck, his shoulder,
feeling his hands move
to the small of my back.

I kissed his ear and whispered, “I’m thinking
,
getting that shot was a pretty good plan. Right?”

“Uh hum,” he answered, not taking his eyes off mine. “You sure?”

“Uh hum,” I smiled.

He stood up and started pulling the covers back. On the pi
llow was a pink sheet of paper.

“What’s this?” I asked
,
picking it up.

I started reading it out loud,

When I
saw
you, I fell for your beauty. When I met you, I fell for your smile. When I spoke to you, I fell for your laugh. When I kissed you, I fell for your touch. When I held you, I fell for your heart. I now, have
fallen
for Alex.

Forever Falling,

Michael

“That’s a suckie rap,” I smiled.

I pushed him down on the bed, sat on his hips, and straddled them. I rubbed my hand across his chest, seeing him smile. I could tell he knew I was going to write something.

“Alex loves Michael?” He asked.

“Uh huh,” I smiled. “What’s this say?”

“I heart your body?”

“Uh huh. And this?”

“Promise me?” He asked looking confused.

“Uh huh,” I started writing again.

“I can’t tell, try again.”

I rewrote it.

He smiled
,
pulled me to him
,
and rolled me on my back, looking down at me, “I promise, I will respect you in the morning,” he laughed.

“I have to confess that I am really scared,” I said, feeling him kiss my neck. “I have no idea what to expect.”

“We can wait,” he said.

I rolled on my side and rested my head on chest. “
Are you kidding
?
I want this more than
anything, aren’t you nervous?”

“No, why would I be nervous? I love you
,
and want to show you how much. It’s the ultimate way I have to show you just how much I care for you. You will be the first and only girl that I will ever give that much of me.”

“It’s not going to hurt you thou
gh
. I have a feeling that it might hurt a little.”

“I have no idea, but we will stop anytime you want.”

I ran my finger down his chest to his belly button and followed the grooves of his stomach muscles. I could see he was aroused as I slid my hand under his shorts touching his erection.

“You’re really big,” I sighed. “Should I start with a white guy first and work my way up?
”
I laughed.

“That would be cheating. You have to play fair
,
” He smiled.

“I really do have penis envy,” I said, feeling it throbbing in my hand. “After we are finish, I want you to tell me exactly what it felt like, ok?”

“What if it makes you more envious?”
H
e moaned, “oh damn, that feels
so
good.” I felt my hand get wet like before and his penis getting harder. I could feel the muscles in it moving with each movement I made.

“Stop, ok?”

“Am I doing something wrong?”

“Oh no, definitely nothing wrong.” He smiled. He reached down and pushed his shorts off, then slowly pulled my panties down my legs and over my toes.

He spread my legs apart and ran his fingers along my thigh, and between my legs stopping just short of entering me. Each time he passed I felt a wave of adrenaline rush though my body, knowing that I was extremely wet and craving to have something inside me. At that point, I didn’t care what it was
.
I was going to go crazy if I didn’t soon.

“Why are you teasing me,” I whispered, barely able to speak from breathing so hard.
             
“Am I?” He asked, moving his fingers inside me at that moment. I gasped, feeling the relief of finally having my satisfaction met and felt my body tremble slightly from the amazing sensation that his two fingers were able to create.

I took a deep breath, wondering if there was any
thing
in the world that could feel better inside me than what I was feeling at that moment. I didn’t want it to ever stop, but my senses told me that I wanted him. He spread my legs wider apart
,
and I felt his fingers move inside me deeper, moving faster, making the flow of energy run through my body. I put my hand on his arm, guiding him on top of me to let him know I was ready. I wanting him so badly, my body was aching for him to enter me. I felt a push and felt him enter me. I took a deep breath feeling some pain as I felt him go in deeper.

“Oh
g
od,” I gasp, feeling it go further in. I held my hand
on his chest, pushing him back.
“Hold on a sec,” I said, trying to get my breath regular. “Ok” I sighed.
“
Slowly, please.”

“Do I need to stop?” He asked. “Does it hurt?”

“Some
,
but it’s a good pain
. J
ust move slowly.”

He moved his hips forward again.
I felt him go in deeper than I thought it could go, “Oh damn, Michael how big are you?” I gasped, feeling a sharp pain deep inside me.

“We never measured,” he laughed. “I am so sorry,
” he moaned,
“
but you feel so
fucking
good.”

“I’m glad,” I smiled
.
“I was worried you would think it was torture.”

He started moving again, slowly but at a steady pace.