The Boy Who Sneaks in My Bedroom Window (29 page)

“
Angel, I can
wait,” I promised
again.

“I know you can, but I’m ready now.” She
nodded, looking at me softly.

“
Shouldn’t
your first time be special? In a nice hotel or something, with rose
petals and candles all scattered around?” I asked, frowning. I
could book one for tomorrow night if she was really
ready.

She shook her
head
. “It will be special, Liam. It’ll be
our first time. That’s special enough for me. Please?” she begged,
running her hand down my back.

My whole body
was rejoicing at the thought of being with her, but my head knew I
had to be sure she wasn’t doin
g this for
the wrong reasons; I’d never forgive myself if she regretted this
in the morning. “This isn’t about the bet is it?” I asked
curiously.

She
laughed and shook her head. “I couldn’t care
less about the bet. I trust you, I love you, I want you to make
love to me.”

I felt my heart skip a beat as I got so
freaking excited and nervous at the same time that I swear it would
kill me. “I love you too, Angel, more than anything.” I bent down
to kiss her again softly, knowing I needed to take it slow and
gentle, I just prayed to God that it didn’t hurt her too much.

I ran my
hands down her body, loving the feel of her soft skin under my
hands as I kissed her passionately, showing her how much I loved
her and wanted her. I hooked my thumbs in her panties, pulling them
down slowly, teasing her, getting my own back. She was digging her
fingers into my back, her breathing speeding up with excitement,
making me even hotter for her. I kissed down her body, running my
tongue across her breasts and down over her stomach, pausing to
bite just below her belly button, making her gasp and raise her
hips. I sat up and pulled her panties the rest of the way off and
just looked at her. She was sheer and utter perfection, laying
there naked and vulnerable. I knew I would never be able to look at
another girl again without comparing her to the sight of my Angel,
as she just lay there, blushing. She was obviously embarrassed that
I was seeing her naked for the first time.

“You are so beautiful, Angel,” I whispered.
She smiled and gripped her hand around the back of my head, guiding
my mouth back to hers. I felt my heart swell as I kissed her
passionately, showing her just how much I loved and cherished her
before I prepared myself to make love to her for the first
time.

I smoothed her hair away from her sweaty forehead.
She was grinning at me and looked so happy it made my heart skip a
beat. “I love you, Angel.” We laid there trying to slow our heart
beats. I pressed my face into the crook of her neck kissing her,
feeling her rapid pulse under my lips. I felt happier than I had
ever felt in my life. After a minute or so, I pulled out of her and
rolled to my side. I tightened my arms on her, pulling her close to
me, trailing my fingers over her naked, sweaty body, lingering on
her breasts. “I’m sorry I hurt you,” I said quietly. I felt awful
that I was the one to have to cause her pain, but I guess every
girl had to go through that the first time.

She
laughed
. “Liam, that was so totally worth
it,” she teased, pressing her body closer to mine, snuggling into
my arms.

I
laughed
. “Well I’m glad you enjoyed it,”
I stated, smirking at her. I’d never had any complaints before, but
I’d never actually cared if the girl enjoyed herself before.
Usually, I just did what I wanted; I’d never actually taken the
time to think about it - funny how that was so different with my
Angel. All I cared about was her; my feelings were secondary to
hers.

“
I definitely
enjoyed it. Did you though? I mean, I didn’t know what to do or
anything, should I have done something different?” she asked,
chewing on her lip, looking at me worriedly.

I
laughed and kissed her forehead. “Angel, that
was the best thing that ever happened to me. It was perfect, you’re
perfect, and I love you so much,” I promised.

She snuggled
closer to me, taking my hand and interlacing our fingers; she
sighed contentedly and closed her eyes. “I love you too, Liam,” she
whispered,
kissing my chest gently. I
couldn’t help my body’s reaction; I started to get turned on again.
She was so close and now that I’d had her once I couldn’t get
enough. I moved my hips back so she didn’t feel me getting excited
again. That was her first time; she was bound to be sore so she
didn’t need to know about my body’s slutty reaction to
hers.

But I’d moved
too late, she must have noticed. She raised her head and looked
down. She looked back to me a little shocked. I smiled
apologetically and she giggled. “Seriously? Already?” she teased,
as her fingertips trailed down my chest, making me
shiver.

“
I’m
sorry; it’ll go in a minute. You’re just too
damn sexy. You should rest, you’ll be sore,” I said a little
sheepishly. She raised her eyebrows, a slow smile spread across her
face as she rolled me onto my back, straddling me, looking like a
freaking sex goddess sitting on top of me.

“
I’m OK. This
time I want to have a try, tell me if I do something wrong,” she
said, kissing me passionately.

Holy crap, this girl is freaking awesome!

I woke early the next morning. Amber had to be at
dance practice at eight thirty, it was now only just past seven. I
couldn’t keep the smile off of my face. Last night was incredible,
the best night ever. Hearing her moan my name was the best sound in
the world. She enjoyed herself too which made it even more special
for me. It hadn’t hurt her too much, well, she said it didn’t
anyway. It couldn’t have been that painful because she had me make
love to her again after. I wrapped my arms tighter around her,
loving the feel of her naked skin against mine. I just laid there
and watched her sleep until her alarm went off. She was so damn
beautiful; she honestly was just like I would imagine an angel to
look.

She snuggled
closer to me as she opened her eyes, a slow smile spreading over
her face as she looked at me. “Hi
,
boyfriend.”

I couldn’t
help but smile bac
k. “Hi, girlfriend.”
She wrapped her arms around me tightly as she sighed contentedly.
“How are you feeling today?” I asked, running my fingers through
her messed up sex hair.

She
smiled
. “I’m good, a little sore, but
extremely happy,” she stated, giggling.

I rolled on
top of her, pressing my body to hers. “A little sore, huh? I could
kiss that better for you,” I flirted
.

She bit her
lip, looking at me excitedly. “Oh you can, huh?”

I
nodded,
grinning wickedly. “Oh yeah.” I
smirked at her before kissing my way down her body, barely able to
contain my excitement.

Chapter 16

~ Amber ~

After finally prying myself off of Liam on Saturday
morning, I literally couldn’t keep the smile off my face. He was so
incredible last night and it was better than I ever thought it
could be. He was so sweet and patient and tender with me, taking
everything slow and easy. I couldn’t have asked for a more loving
boyfriend.

“
Come on
then
, lover boy, let’s go,” I ordered,
pulling on some sweats and a tank top ready for dance
practice.

He grabbed my
waist and kissed the back of my
neck.
“OK. But please try not to shake that fine ass in my face too much,
or I might have to rip those sexy sweats off of you and take you
right in front of your crew,” he growled, biting my neck
gently.

I couldn’t
help but laugh at that comment. He’d never said anything like that
to me before and I blushed like crazy as I slapped his shoulder.
“Get out of my room, man-whore,” I joked, pushing him away,
laughing. He gripped my hand, tugging me along behind him, grinning
happily. I couldn’t help but stare at his ass as he walked in front
of me up the hallway. Wow, he’d made me into a pervert
too!

Dance
practice was great. I seemed to finally be picking up the lift that
I was having trouble with last week, so at least I didn’t fall on
my ass too much. By the time we finished I was tired and sweating.
Liam sat there patiently watching as usual, joking around with
Justin. He seemed to be smiling more than normal. I guess it was
hard for him, waiting a whole week for sex, I bet he’d never done
that in his life. He was probably just pleased to have finally
gotten some last night after all the teasing I’d done
recently.

Wait,
had
we only been dating a week? I laughed
to myself - wow, I was a slut. I slept with a boy I’d been dating
for a week; I never thought I would say that! It seemed like we’d
been together forever because everything was just so easy and I’d
known him for so long.

When we were
finished practicing, we went to a little café and bought
sandwiches, taking them over to the park to eat them. Liam sat
under the shade of a tree, opening his
legs for me to sit between them. Just as I was about to sit
down, he stopped me. “Wait, Angel.” He shrugged off his hoodie and
laid it on the floor for me to sit on.

“
Thanks.” I
smiled
gratefully, sitting down and
leaning back into his chest, eating my food. As usual, Liam inhaled
his food and wrapped his arms around me, rocking me gently while I
finished eating. I never thought I would ever have anything like
this with a guy. Whenever I’d thought about dating, it had scared
the hell out of me because I didn’t ever want a man to touch me
like that. After what my father did with all the touching, I guess
I was a little scarred. All the time I’d thought I didn’t ever want
a boyfriend, I never realised I already had the perfect boy who was
sweet and kind and kept me safe every night.

“
I could stay
here forever,” I mumbled,
closing my
eyes, sighing in contentment.

He kissed the
side of my head. “Not regretting sleeping with me then?” he
asked.

I turned to
face him,
pretending to think about it.
“That depends. Are you going to leave me now I’ve given it up?” I
joked.

He
smiled
at me wickedly. “Hmm, I just
might,” he answered, kissing me gently.

I smiled
against his lips. “Well maybe I should get in there first and dump
your hot ass. Save myself the embarrassment,” I suggested, raising
my eyebrows, smirking at him.

He laughed
and laid down on his back, pulling me
on
top of him, holding me close. “If you dump my ass I’m going to be
begging you until the day I die for you to take me back,” he
stated, running his hand down my back.

“
Begging on
your knees?” I asked,
laughing.

He nodded,
looking at me gravely. “Yep, whatever it takes. Everywhere you go,
I
’ll be following behind you, begging for
another shot. I’ll be just like an obsessive stalker,” he joked,
rolling so I was under him.

“
Sounds
like
that would be a pain in my butt.
Maybe I just should keep you then.” I smiled, shrugging.

He
nodded
. “Good plan,” he agreed, kissing
me passionately, ending the conversation.

After an hour in the park we went home to tidy the
house. As usual the place was a mess. Jake had already started. We
had to do a really good job this time because my mom was due back
tomorrow. She had no idea there was a raging party in her house
every week. I even roped in Kate to help with the cleanup, but to
be honest as soon as she showed up neither of us got much done. She
followed me around wanting to know every single detail of last
night - how was he, what was it like, and every other detail you
could think of. I refused to answer the more personal questions,
like how long he lasted, and how big he was.

Finally
, we were cleaned up and
settled back with pizza and a DVD. “So now that these two are
paired up, Jake, that just leaves you and me,” Kate said to my
brother, smiling flirtily.

He smirked at
her. “You’re too much of a good girl for me, Kate,” he told her,
grinning wickedly.

She
laughed
. “And who told you I was a good
girl? Anyway, even if I was, maybe you could corrupt me.” She
raised her eyebrows, looking him over slowly.

I
cle
ared my throat theatrically, gaining
their attention. “Stop. The movie’s on. No flirting through horror
movies, that’s the rule, you both know that,” I scolded, trying to
sound stern. Jake shot me a thank you smile. I rolled my eyes. He
really didn’t help himself; he'd walked straight into that one. If
he didn’t want her to hit on him then why set himself up for
it?

I snuggled
closer against Liam, watching the rest of
the movie. When it was finally done, Liam went home as
usual to keep up the pretense for his parents. With my mom due home
tomorrow, we needed to make it look like he stayed at his house. I
don’t think my mom would like to hear that the boy from next door
sleeps with her daughter every night. I kissed him hungrily at the
door, before skipping to my room, deciding on a nice long soak in
the bath. I was a little sore from having sex, and on top of that
dancing for hours this morning made my muscles a little tight. I
slipped in the bath, closing my eyes, blissfully happy.