I’m lying on his bed facedown and breathing in his smell and I love it. I fucking love it. Even the smell of those silly clove cigarettes he smokes.
We are both fully clothed.
I turn my head and look away from him. There’s a bloodstain on his pillow three inches from my face and I wince.
“You have to stop piercing your ears. Isn’t seven times enough?”
He laughs. I’m exhausted. We’ve been tussling, tangling, writhing, wrestling on his bed for two hours. Door closed. His mom just up the stairs.
He crawls over the bed until he is on top of me. A six foot tall boy nearly grown into his broad shoulders.
He grabs my wrists and presses them to the mattress. I smile. He’s not done playing yet.
“Tell me you love me,” he says.
Before I can answer, he has both of my wrists caught over my head with one of his hands. His free hand slides down my side to my waist. I know he will tickle me senseless.
He pauses. Waiting.
I rebel and try throwing him off me but he outweighs me by pounds and pounds and he’s far more strong already than I’ll ever be. I begin laughing.
He leans his head down to mine. I go still.
“Shhh…you wouldn’t want my mom to come in, would you?”
We stay like this for half a minute. I’m panting. I can feel his heartbeat against my back. It’s racing.
“Come with us Friday night. I swear the bars over there are safe. The worst part is walking back over the border but I’ll watch out for you. I always do.”
“Will Cindy be there?”
I feel him smile, his lips touching my neck now.
“She’s my girlfriend. You know she’ll be there.”
I frown and wonder how many times he’s fucked her on this bed.
“Don’t you dare pout.”
His hand tightens on my wrists and he gives them a hard, little shake.
“You know I love you. Long before her, I loved you.”
His hand moves away from my waist and carefully pushes a lock of my hair from my face.
“I’ll always love you,” he whispers.
My resolve rolls away from me as it always does with him. His grip loosens around my wrists and he rolls over on the bed. Facing me with a knowing smile.
I’ve just turned sixteen years old and he’s seventeen and I’m still a virgin and my panties are soaking wet.
