I hear Ason begin to grunt from behind me and he pumps one more time before we both reach our climax and come together. Falling beside me, he pants as his chest rises and falls rapidly. Lying next to him, I watch him in awe. Even if he pushes me away tomorrow, this moment will forever remain in my mind.
“Are you ok?” he asks, once he catches his breath.
“Yes, that was...incredible,” I say, smiling over at him.
“Did I hurt you?” he asks.
I hate that he asks me that. Knowing I was a virgin makes me feel a little less than compared to him.
“No, it felt great,” I tell him.
Pulling the sheets up to my chest, I have no idea what to do next. When Ason grabs my hand and holds it, I feel my heart swell. Did this mean as much to him as it did for me? For the sake of my heart, I hope so.
Nodding, he turns his head to face me. “I’m glad. I can’t tell you how long I’ve dreamed of doing that,” he admits. “I’m just glad I got to be your first.”
His words leave me momentarily speechless. I still don’t understand his infatuation with me, but I am enjoying it.
Squeezing his hand, I turn and smile back at him. “I’m glad you were my first, too. I still don’t understand this,” I say, glancing between us.
“We don’t have to understand it right now. Just know, I don’t want anyone else touching you,” he says with such intensity, it startles me.
“Ok,” I whisper, still stunned.
We lay there for a while longer before I realize we have to get back to school so I can get my car. The last thing I want to do is leave my bed, but I know that I need to go. Plus, I don’t want his mom or dad to come home and find us in bed. That isn’t the impression I want to make on them. Even though being in the mafia, I’m sure they have seen far worse...
“I need to get back to my car,” I say, hating to ruin this moment.
There is a calmness about the moment as we lay together, tangled in one another. It’s the most comfortable I have ever felt and that is a strange thought.
“I really don’t want to leave,” Asons says, sitting up and placing a kiss to my shoulder.
Warmth spreads through me and if I don’t get up now, I never will.
“Me either,” I admit.
“I want to see you again. Soon,” he demands.
Normally, someone telling me what to do would bother me, but with Ason, I find it strangely endearing.
“You will,” I say, sitting up and meeting him eye-to-eye.
We get out of bed and dress in silence. Ason moves to his bathroom and allows me a moment of privacy, even though he just saw every inch of my exposed body. Once we are dressed, he kisses me one last time and my knees almost go weak. I am not sure I will ever come down from the ecstasy I am on right now.
Ason held my hand as he drove me back to the school parking lot.
It was a surreal feeling sitting in his car, holding his hand, after making out with him all afternoon. We somehow managed to get some of his studying completed, and his mom was super sweet. She pretended not to spy on us, but we knew she was there. Never in my life had I felt so happy as I did now. I kept waiting for the bubble to pop and Ason to tell me this was all some cruel joke. But as he smiled at me, I felt his emotions for me radiating off of him. He was different from the guy I had seen throughout the years. He wasn’t the arrogant Elite who walked the halls as though he owned them. No, he was kind and sweet and unsure of himself. He was like me in ways I never thought possible.
When we reached the school, Ason pulled up next to my vehicle. We both sat still for a moment. I didn’t want to leave his car. I felt like once I did, I would wake up from my dream.
Leaning across the seat, Ason kissed me. “I will call you later?” he says.
“Ok,” I said, smiling back at him.
When I got in my car, I watched him pull away before I drove off. As I made my way home, I couldn’t stop smiling like an idiot. My phone rang and Macy’s name appeared over the display in my car.
“Hello,” I answered, sounding way too happy.
“Where did you go?” she asked.