She got the hint and suckled the head while I pumped my hand from her lips to my base, listening to Grace’s moans and the ones coming from the other couple.

  Vivian

  My friends went down to the party about an hour before I worked up the guts to go join them. I took one last look in the mirror, refreshed my lips, and then left my room.

  As I descended the stairs, I saw Edie’s brother Gene at the bottom talking with Henry when he stopped talking and let out a low whistle.

  “You look… stunning.” He smiled.

  “Not trashy?” I bit my bottom lip.

  Henry shook his head as his eyes looked me over from head to toe.

  “Thanks.” I smiled, flipped my hair over my shoulders and strolled down the hall to the doors leading outside.

  The moment I took my first step out, I saw Jackson smile and wave me over.

  Three more steps and I noticed Ethan, with his jaw dropped, looking at me in shock. I planned to ignore him, but I couldn’t resist closing his mouth and being a tease.

  Hell, I felt his eyes on me the entire way to Jackson.

  “You are easily the sexiest woman here.” Jack winked at me. “Want a drink?”

  “Oh, yeah.” I giggled and hooked my arm with his.

  “What’s your poison, sugar?”

  I shrugged. “I’ve never really tried anything before.”

  “We’ll start you off easy.” He reached over and picked a dark amber liquid with some cola. “Doesn’t get much simpler.”

  I took the drink and took my first sip. It wasn’t horrible, but it wasn’t great either.

  “Wanna go find a place to get to know each other?”

  I nodded and followed him over to a bench behind the crowd. He sat down and pulled me into his lap.

  “What’s your name?” His fingers stroked my thigh.

  “Vivi.” I took another drink. “Vivian.”

  “Hey Vivi, I’m Jack.” He took a drink, smiling when some of the condensation from my drink dropped on top of my breast and made a trail down to the material. “Lucky water drop.”

  Giggles surfaced, and I wiggled on his lap, surprised at feeling his erection. “I know.”

  “How old are you?”

  “Sixteen.” I drained my cup. “You?”

  “Twenty-one.” He motioned me down and pressed his lips against mine.

  It felt completely different than my kisses from Ethan. This one felt controlled.

  His hand flattened on my thigh and sent shivers through me as it moved up to the hemline of my dress. I covered his hand with mine and broke the kiss.

  “I need more to drink.”

  He nodded and waved his hand. Grace the slutzilla came over. “Hey baby, what’re you doing with cherry?”

  “That’s my business.” He nodded. “Be a good girl and get us two more jack and cokes.”

  She blew him a kiss. “Sure thing.”

  “You feel so good in my lap.” His scruffy face scratched my skin, and it felt good. Then I felt his tongue lick the side of my neck before he pressed a kiss to the same spot.

  I shivered, and let my head fall back. His hand cupped my face, and he brought our lips back together. Feeling brave, I pushed my tongue into his mouth and ran my fingers through his hair.

  He moaned, and I shifted my position to straddle his lap.

  “Shots! Shots! Shots!” Several voices chanted, and he broke the kiss, reaching out to grab two shots from a tray.

  I reached out and grabbed two as well.

  He lifted his up, winked at me and threw it back.

  I copied him and did the same, shaking my head after. “Whew!”

  “Feels good, right?” He smiled and held up his second one.

  I clinked my plastic shot glass to his, and we downed them together. When I wiggled my hips, I felt the pressure his erection put on my clit and felt a pit in my stomach.

  I wanted more.

  “Let’s go somewhere else.” I scrunched my nose up. “Somewhere more private.” I fisted his shirt and pulled him closer, kissing him.

  His hands cupped my ass, squeezing it, and he stood up. I wrapped my legs around his middle and squealed in my mind.

  Oh my god! This is happening!

  This time, he didn’t break our kiss. He walked somewhere; I didn’t care where, as long as no one could watch us.

  The sounds of the party muted, and I heard moans from the other side of the bushes. Lifting my head away, I saw Grace standing there with two drinks.

  He reached up, and she handed him one. Then held the other out for me. “Enjoy.” She scrunched her nose up with a smile and turned on her trashy heels before walking away.

  I took a deep drink and closed my eyes, willing the butterflies in my stomach to calm down.

  “What’s under your dress?” He pressed kisses around my lips.

  I tipped my cup and drank it all down before I stood up, lifting my dress up to show him my silky bikini bottoms.

  He motioned with his finger for me to come closer, and I did. The heat from his mouth made my panties wet as he kissed the top of my mound through the material.

  A soft moan left my lips, and I felt him slide my panties down and nuzzle my bush. I stepped out of them and gasped when I felt his finger trace my seam.

  I’m so glad I trimmed it up.

  My head swam and my legs felt like noodles. Jack held on to my waist and gave me a gentle twist. I spun around and giggled as he helped me down to the soft grass. He seated me between his legs and cupped my core with his hand.

  I felt so horny. I didn’t know how sex would feel, but I knew I wanted it. Parting my legs, I spread them to give his hand more room and moaned when he parted my wet lips, teasing me.

  He nibbled my earlobe, moaning into it. “Do you want to feel my finger inside?”

  “Mm, yes.” My voice sounded weird, and I felt like panting.

  Jack pushed the tip of a finger inside, and I moaned again. “That’s it, baby.”

  His thumb stroked my clit as he pushed his finger deeper inside, then pulled it out, adding a second digit.

  “More.” I whined, wiggling against him.

  “Dirty baby.” He cooed, and I felt another finger stretch me.

  Moaning, I reached up to feel his head and shivered. “Is this what sex feels like?”

  “Oh, no.” His fingers moved in and out. “It feels so much better.”

  “I don’t wanna be cherry anymore.” Whimpers of pleasure had me closing my eyes, and my head spun more.

  “Louder, baby.” He nipped my earlobe, and I cried out.

  “I don’t wanna be cherry anymore!” I laughed hard and opened my eyes to see the trees spin around my head. “Whoa.”

  Ethan

  “I don’t want to be cherry anymore!” Viv yelled from the other side of the bushes and I stepped away from the girls, pulling my trunks back up and jogging away.

  “Ethan!” Grace called after me, and I didn’t look back.

  There’s no way in hell I’m letting her get fucked by some drunk asshole at a party.

  I darted around the row and saw her laying between Jackson’s legs, his hand buried in her pussy.

  “Viv.” My voice was firm, and she turned her head, looking at me.

  “No more cherry.” She shook her head and reached up to hold it. “There’s three Ethan’s. Why? Isn’t one enough?”

  “C’mon, Vivian.” I walked over and offered my hand.

  Jackson laughed. “Get your own girl.”

  “My head is spinning.” She laughed.

  I crouched down, keeping my voice low so she would need to listen. “Vivian. Let me take you to your room for a quick nap.”

  “And then I can come back and FUCK!” she barked out a laugh.

  “Or you could stay here with me, baby.” Jackson glared at me. “Fuck. Off. Rich boy.”

  I narrowed my eyes at him. “Let her go.”

  “His fingers feeeeeeeel sooooooooo good.” She moaned.

  “Vivian, you’re drunk.”

  “She likes what I’m doing. So either step back and enjoy the show or kick rocks.” Jackson’s hand moved as he fingered her and I reached for her.

  Vivian moaned my name. “Ethan.”

  “Wrong name, sweetheart.” Jackson purred in her ear while glaring at me.

  I shook my head and took her arms in my hands, pulling her off of him. She rolled on the ground and her naked ass flashed me. Under my breath, I muttered. “I promised dad.”

  Jackson popped up and kicked my legs out from under me. “Get lost.”

  I rolled to my feet and swung at him, punching his shoulder. “My house. My rules, asshat.”

  We traded punches until I landed a hard one to his nose, causing blood to pour out and him to fall backward on his ass.

  “You hit him!” Vivian sat there wide-eyed.

  “Let’s go, Viv.” I reached out for her again. This time, she took my hand, and I pulled her up.

  “Okay, big brother!”

  “This ain’t over rich boy.” Jackson snarled at me.

  “Yes.” I glared back, pulling Vivian closer to me. “It is.”

  Vivian’s hands fluttered all over my chest. “You’re solid.”

  “Yep.” I nodded. “Can you walk?”

  She took a couple of steps, wobbling on her feet, and I caught her. Wrapping my arm around her, I helped her walk to the end of the row and then scooped her up in my arms.

  “Wheee!” Vivian kicked her legs. “This is better than the swings at the carnipple.”

  “You’re drunk, Vivi.”

  Her mouth formed a perfect “o”. “That’s what this feeling is?”

  “Yes.” I growled and carried her around the house to the front door, where no one would see her naked ass. “Reach down and open the door.”

  “Who’s you talking to?”

  I sighed. “How much have you had to drink?”

  She shrugged, and I set her down on her feet, holding her tight against my body. I reached for the knob and shoved the door open.

  “Are you going to scoop my fat ass up again?” She looked up at me and those brown eyes were my undoing.

  “You. Are. Not. Fat.”

  “Pfft.” She pushed me away and stumbled through the door.

  I grabbed her arm and yanked her back to me, kicked the door closed with my foot, and scooped her back up.

  “You aren’t fat.” I looked into her dark brown eyes.

  She blinked and whispered. “Then what am I?”

  “Beautiful.” I whispered back. “You need rest.”

  “No. What I need is sssssssex.”

  “Vivian.”

  “Ethan.”

  Gritting my teeth, I made my way up the stairs and turned towards her room.

  “Your room is by mine.” She blinked a few times. “My head is spinning.”

  Her bedroom door was open, and I walked us into the room and, using my foot again, kicked the door shut. I carried her over to the bed and set her down. She lay still as I removed her shoes and when I went to walk away; she grabbed my trunks.

  I tried to move her hand, and she turned into a spider monkey, knocking me onto the bed. She straddled my body with some effort and I saw her eyes were closed.

  “Vivian.”

  “His kisses weren’t the same.”

  “Viv…”

  Her lips crashed into mine, and she wrapped her hands around my head. I could feel her fingers in my hair and her wet pussy pressed into my stomach.

  I should push her off me.

  I wrapped my arms around her and rolled us over, breaking the kiss. “Vivian.”

  “Gimme your lips.” She pulled my head back to hers.

  Fuck. I need to stop this.

  My tongue pushed into her mouth, and she moaned, wrapping her legs around my middle. I wiggled my hips to dislodge her legs and felt the cool air on my naked ass.

  Breaking the kiss, I panted and looked down at her. “Vivian.”

  “I need you, Ethan, I ache.” She moaned. “Please.”

  When I tried to move, she wrestled with me and I heard material rip as her tits popped out of the dress. The shock of seeing her naked breasts gave her an advantage, and she rolled us back over,

  I took a couple of deep breaths as her wet nether lips wrapped around the outside of my cock. “Viv.”

  “Mm, Ethan.” She angled her hips and moved her hips up.

  My cock nocked at her entrance, and she snapped her hips back, seating me balls deep inside her tight pussy.

  “Fuck, Vivi.” I groaned and felt wetness drip onto my chest. Reaching up, I cupped her head, and my thumbs brushed her tears away. “Baby.” I pulled her head down and kissed her tenderly, rolling us over. “Give it a moment, the pain will fade and then I’ll make you feel so good.”

  She felt so different from anyone I’d ever been with.

  “Not cherry.” She sniffled.

  “You’ll always be my cherry.” I kissed her again and wiggled my hips. “How does it feel?”

  “Better.” she whispered.

  I pulled my hips back slowly and then pushed back inside, groaning at how it felt. Her moan mixed with mine and I rocked my hips, rolling slightly to hit her clit.

  Every thrust brought a gasp or moan out of her and her legs wrapped around waist. She pressed her heels into my ass. “Faster.”

  “You feel so good.” I kept my thrusts slow, savoring the moment.

  “Ethan.” She whispered against my lips. “Why won’t the need go away?”

  “It will.” I licked her lips and pressed a kiss to the corner of her lips.

  She nipped my bottom lip. “Harder.”

  I felt her trying to roll us again, so I gave in and flipped us back over. She pulled her torn dress off and braced her hands on my chest, pushing back on my cock, and I thrust my hips up into her.

  “Yes!” she moaned, and reached for my hands, placing them on her breasts. “Play with me.”

  If anyone found out about this, I’d be dead before the sun came up. But I couldn’t stop myself.

  I pinched her nipples and bucked my hips to the rhythm she set. Her fingers dug into my chest, her nails pinching my skin.

  We fucked each other harder and harder, moaning, enjoying each other’s sweat slicked skin. I felt her body stiffen and her hips slowed down.

  “You gotta ride through it, baby.” I moved my hands to her hips and kept her rocking as she cried out and her honey gushed around me. “Fuck, Vivian!”

  I flipped us back over and slammed my lips over hers as I thrust hard and fast, rushing towards my orgasm. I could feel it coming, and I had no plans to fight it.

  My heart pounded in my chest and I broke the kiss as I cried out, slamming home one last time. She joined me and I felt her arch into me as a second orgasm hit her.

  I dropped my head to hers and felt her lips press a soft kiss to my nose.

  “That felt so good.” She moaned and lightly scratched my back.

  “So good, baby.”

  Her hands stilled, and her breathing changed.

  My sweet cherry was out cold.

  I brushed her hair from her face and smiled down at her before I pulled out and horror filled me.

  You fucking moron.

  Moving off the bed, I went to the bathroom and got a warm washcloth to clean up with. Once I finished, I got a second one and went back to her and cleaned her up the best I could.

  From her backpack on the dresser, I pulled out a clean pair of panties and what looked like pajamas.

  Dressing dead weight wasn’t easy, but I got it done and then I went to shower.

  I’d been having sex since I was fifteen, and I never forgot a condom. Never. She was so wasted. I shouldn’t have given in.

  I chuffed as I ran my hands over my body, spreading soap. Try being honest with yourself, asshole.

  I wanted her.

  Dropping my head on the wall of the shower, I stood there hoping the water would wash away my guilt.

  I lost track of how long I stood there, finally rinsing off. It took me a few minutes to get dry and dressed, then I went back to the party.

  “Hey man!” Henry ran up. “Where ya been?”

  “I needed a shower.” I walked to the kitchen and mixed a drink.

  “Dude.” He grabbed my arm. “Jackson stormed out of here after getting in a fight.”

  I shrugged. “And?”

  “He looked pretty beat up, but no one knows who he fought with.”

  I closed my eyes and swallowed half of my drink, hoping it would ease the throbbing headache I had from the fight.

  “Where’s Edie?” I refilled my cup. “Or Jo? Or Lena?”

  “Edie is in the sitting room.” Henry narrowed his eyes. “Why?”

  I rolled my eyes. “This is a party.”

  “Yeah.” Henry shrugged.

  “Go fuckin’ party!” I snapped and stormed out of the kitchen to the sitting room where Edie and Lena were sitting, talking.

  “Hey, Ethan.” Lena looked up at me. “You okay?”

  “I’m fine.”

  “Where’s Viv?” Edie narrowed her eyes at me.

  “Passed out upstairs.” I took a drink. “Get her the fuck outta here.”

  “Why?” Lena looked confused. “She lives here now.”

  “Because I don’t need her underfoot when I clean up tomorrow.” I snapped at her. “Get someone to carry her to the car if she won’t wake up.”

  Lena got up and ran to the stairs, taking them two at a time. Edie still sat there, glaring at me.

  “What?”

  “Don’t you what me, Ethan York.” She stood up. “Vivian better be okay, or I’m going to rip you a new asshole.”

  “She’s fine.”

  Edith walked over and slapped my drink out of my hands. “Fuck you. I’ll be the judge of her wellbeing. You’ve been an asshole to one of the nicest people I know. And now she’s gonna be stuck with you in the same house.”

  “I didn’t ask for that.”

  Edith’s hand flew up and slapped me across the face. “She deserves better.”

  She left the room and went up the stairs, leaving me there in the sitting room with my guilt.

  Vivian

  Nausea made my eyes pop open, and I sat up fast. I clutched my head to contain the explosive pain in my brain.

 

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