Brooks was wasted.

In celebration, he decided to go crazy and get drunk. Which, in turn, made me feel like garbage if I just left him there.

I tried to drag him out, but he was so heavy, I couldn't do it alone. It wasn't until I was halfway to the front door that Hayden saw us.

"Brooks," he shakes his head. "You're such a fucking lightweight, man."

With his eyes closed, he just smiled. "I'm having a blast, Hayden," he slurred. "You should try it some time. Get laid. I think that's why you're so snappy lately."

I look at Hayden, who's cheeks turned light pink. He anchored Brooks on him as he started hauling him out of the house.

"You ought to be nicer to the person who's driving you home."

"Aw," Brooks pats Hayden's face, making me snort. "You know I'm the bestest friend you'll ever have."

Hayden rolls his eyes, unlocking the door. He practically throws Brooks in, wrestling with him to get his seatbelt on. Once he does, he shuts the door and looks at me.

"Wait for me here."

"Or," I pull out my phone. "I can Uber to your place."

Hayden blinks, like he hadn't thought of that. He nods, messing with his keys until he pulls one off, extending it to me.

"My mom should already be asleep, so just wait for me in my room."

I open my palm, waiting for the key. He places it in my hand, his fingers lingering momentarily. I look up at him, already feeling the tension burning between us.

"I mean it, Lina." He says low. "Wait for me."

"I will."

He nods. After a moment of hesitation, he turns and climbs in the car. The engine comes to life and he takes off down the road, disappearing into the night. I sigh, pulling up my Uber app.

I wait on the curb until my car pulls up, then climb in the back. Thankfully, the driver wasn't up for much small talk, so my mind was on one thing: Hayden.

As much as it didn't seem like it, months have already passed. That kiss in the bathroom felt like a lifetime ago, now.

Now, we're going to a whole other level.

The things I feel for Hayden are...strange, to say the least. He makes me feel so many different emotions I didn't know were even possible.

When it comes to sex, he always lights me up. I swear, I've never been turned on by a guy as much as Hayden West. Lately, all he has to do is look at me and I'm ready to drop to my knees and suck him like a lollipop. He excites me in a way that I've never had the chance to have yet—almost like he's giving me control, but we both know he's the one running the show.

And that's without even having sex yet. Imagine how amplified that'll be once we cross that bridge.

But outside of sex? It's...it's different.

When it's just us, we're in our own world, as cliche as that may sound. It's almost like his sole focus is me and nothing else really matters. He's always looking at me, and when I ask him why, he just shrugs it off. He makes me laugh, which is saying something, cause he isn't all that funny.

But most importantly? He makes me feel safe. That I've never had before.

I always had to watch out for me, always looking over my shoulder. And with Hayden, he just...he does it for me. I'm not naive enough to think he's gonna be able to protect me from the whole worlds problems. But when he's around, I feel like I won't always have to face them on my own.

I feel like he's on my team. And I really like that feeling.

His darn beautiful face just makes me soft, and sometimes I hate it. But tonight? Tonight, I'm gonna enjoy every part of it.

So when I finally get to Hayden's house, I quietly unlock the door and tip toe all ninja-like through the edges of the house and made my way up the stairs. I flick on the lamp, so when he pulls in, he'll be able to tell I'm already here, waiting. Like he so kindly requested.

I walk to the edge of his bed and sit, crossing one leg over the other. I ruffle my hair a bit, my heart starting to beat faster and faster.

Holy shit. This is really happening.

This is actually happening.

Do I really wanna do this?

Oh, gosh. What would Brooks think? Or Avrey?

I feel so nervous, I could puke. I could probably just get another Uber and book it home before he even makes it here, right? Yeah, of course.

Quick on my feet, I cross the room to the door. But it was already being pushed open before I could grab it.

I freeze, afraid it was Hayden's mom. But when his tall frame came through the door, I knew I was safe. Hayden looks at me, an amused grin on his face.

"Going somewhere?"

I shake my head. "No."

"Sure about that?" He steps in, closing the door.

I nod. "Yeah."

"Looks like you were trying to run away from me." He steps in front of me, grabbing either side of my neck. "Is that what you were doing?"

My breath catches as I hold his deep, intense gaze. His thumbs are gently brushing against my jawline and it makes goosebumps spread across my skin. He's hardly touching me and he's already starting to make me feel that deep longing, that need in the pit of my stomach.

"No."

He smiles, small. "Good," he leans down to my ear. "I really didn't want you to go."

He kisses right under my ear, my eyes fluttering shut. I grip his wrists, leaning further into him. He chuckles, low and deep, in my ear before kissing my neck, soft.

He pulls back, making me look at him. He pushes my hair behind my ear, just looking at me. The simple action makes my whole stomach flip.

"What do you want, Lina?"

Oh.

That question sounded...dangerous. He stared at me, waiting for me to answer. But I didn't have an exact answer. Just one.

"You."

That made him smirk. "I need more words, Lina. I need to hear what you want—that you want this."

I put my hands on his chest, pushing him backwards until he's pressed against the wall. I bring my lips to his neck and place a lingering kiss, exhaling.

"I want you, Hayden West. I want you to throw me on that bed," I bring my hand down his chest and run it over the bulge in his pants. "And fuck me like you and I know we've both wanted since that night," I gently cup him, making him suck in a breath. "When you first made me wet at the sound of your moan."

Hayden made a noise in the back of his throat and in a second, he had me hoisted up on his waist, pinned against the wall. His hands ran up the skin of my thigh that was exposed from the dress.

He lifted one hand to my chin, guiding our lips together. And once he did, I felt everything go off inside me—fireworks, electricity, explosions, whatever you wanna say, I felt. There was a swirl of emotions within my stomach and my chest as he tipped my head back, his tongue massaging mine.

I groan into his mouth, tightening my legs around his waist, rolling my hips slowly. Hayden tugged my bottom lip between his teeth, pulling it as he moved away from me.

"Do you realize how much I think about you, Lina?" Hayden pushes my hair back. "How much I replay your little sounds, your moans in my head?"

I struggle to control my breathing. "I do, too."

"Yeah?" He gruffly asks. "Does it make you wet?"

"Yes."

"And what do you do about that?"

I swallow. "I wait until late at night, when I'm alone," I shiver. "And use my fingers to chase the same high you give me."

"And do you?"

I scoff. "Not even close."

Hayden smirks. "Good." And with that, he gripped both sides of my dress and pulled it down, my breasts spilling over top of it. "Remember that tonight."

And just like that, he latches his mouth to one of my nipples, my back arching immediately. I fist his hair with one hand, keeping him in place, the feeling of his tongue and his teeth teasing and nipping my bud overwhelming.

"Yes," I moan, wrapping my other hand around his neck. "More, Hayden."

At my request, Hayden thrusts his hips upward, his hardened dick hitting me against my aching pussy. I gasp, nails digging into his shoulder. Hayden repeats the action, his free hand giving attention to my other boob. I let out a low pleasure-filled cry, biting my lip so I can contain myself.

"Oh, no no." Hayden pulls my lip free from my teeth and shakes his head. "I said I wanna hear every sound you make. No holding back."

"Hayden," I give him a warning look. "Your mom—"

"Is two levels away. And asleep." He adjusts me on his hips. "She won't hear you."

I still don't trust it. What if she does, though? That'll be so embarrassing. And she'll probably hate me.

Hayden sighs, turning us and walking us to the bed. He sets me on the edge, kneeling between my legs.

"I've waited far too long to hear you moan for me, baby. I won't have you holding back. Understand?"

I don't know why, but that turned me on so much.

"And if I don't listen?"

Hayden smirks, his hands sliding up my dress and grabs my panties, sliding them down my legs.

"You're asking like you want to get punished," he looks up at me, opening my legs wider. "Is that what turns you on?"

"Hayden," I practically move halfway off the bed just to get him close to where I want him. "It seems that anything you do makes me insanely wet."

Then, I gently and kindly guide his head between my legs, where I needed him. Hayden chuckles against me before I feel his hot tongue licking up my slit. I sigh in content, lifting my hips the exact moment his tongue darts into my entrance.

I've always chased my own highs, simply because half the time, I never got to get them with anyone else. But Hayden is slow, thorough. He makes sure to get me right at the edge before letting me feel I can trust him and let go.

It's something I've never had before. And for once, it's nice.

"Hayden," I moan, fisting the sheets as his tongue picks up the pace.

His finger finds its place, teasing my clit until my legs are shaking, nipples tightening, my whole body ready to fall into him.

Fall into Hayden.

"Hayden, I'm close." I warn.

And just like that, I feel him retract. I whine as I sit up, looking at him. Hayden's eyes are so dark, full of need and desire, his lips glistening with...well, me.

"Dress off, now."

I quickly stand to my feet, tugging the dress off my body. I immediately feel vulnerable, like Hayden can see every stretch mark, every hair, and even my scar I gave myself in my inner thigh trying to shave once in seventh grade.

I put my hands over my chest, trying to cover up. But Hayden moves quickly, his hands on my wrists.

"Lina, don't." He shakes his head. "I don't care what that fucker in your house, or anyone has made you think before this moment now. But hear my words," he breathes. "You are literally the most perfect woman I've ever seen."

"You're just saying that," I mumble.

"Fuck that!" Hayden exclaims. "Lina, when have I lied to you?"

I think. As far as I know, Hayden has always been upfront and honest about what he wants. Including when he wanted me, even when I thought it was a lie.

"I don't know."

"Exactly," he shrugs. "Because for some reason, I can't lie to you. So look me in the eye."

I swallow. Breathe in. Breathe out. Then I lift my eyes to his.

"You're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. Nothing I could see in the internet, try to fantasize, nothing can compare to what I'm seeing right now." His eyes rake down my body slowly, then back to my eyes. "I don't see one thing wrong with you. Except that you're still standing." He smirks. "Kinda expect you won't be able to when I'm done with you."

I shiver.

"Now please," he tugs at my wrist. "Let me see your fucking miraculous body."

And so, I did.

With a strange new sense of confidence, I dropped my hands. But when Hayden tried to reach out to touch me, I stepped back. With a grin, I slid my hands up my stomach to my chest, lifting my boobs up for show.

"Oh God," Hayden groans. "You're so fucking hot."

"Strip."

Hayden immediately obeys, throwing his shirt over his head. Then kicks off his jeans. He stands with his boxers on and his huge erection, watching as I sit on the edge of the bed, opening my legs for him and running my hands along my inner thighs.

"Don't stop."

"Why?" I tilt my head.

"This is the sexiest thing I've ever seen," he chokes. "I need to memorize every detail of you right now."

"Or," I smirk, leaning back on my hands. "You can just...take a picture."

Hayden blinks. Then blinks again. "I-I'm sorry. What?"

I get on all fours, looking at him over my shoulder. "Take a picture, Hayden. It'll last you longer."

Hayden stays frozen in place for moments before he eagerly searches his jeans for his phone. He pulls it out, looking at me.

"You're sure?"

I nod, kneeling on the bed, my hands in front of me. "I trust you. I have a feeling this will be for your eyes only."

"You're damn fucking right it will be."

I grin as he lifts the camera up.

"How do you want me to pose?" I look up at him.

"Just like that."

I smile, throwing my hair over one shoulder. My boobs are literally everywhere since my arms are pushing them up beyond belief, but Hayden's throat just bobs as he takes his picture.

Just to be nice, I sit on my knees, leaning back on my feet. I use one hand to push up my hair and one to push against my breasts, Hayden getting the hint. He takes his pictures before literally tossing his phone behind him, taking steps towards me.

"You are dangerous." He says, low.

Once he's close to the bed, I reach forward, gripping his boxers. "Only for you."

I push his boxers down, his hard erection almost slapping me in the face. My mouth waters at the sight, looking up at him.

"Now." I say. "I need you now."

Hayden smirks and leans down, kissing my lips—which immediately turns hot and heavy as he climbs the bed, positioning himself over me. I push my tongue in his mouth, causing a moan to rumble through him.

"Your moans," I rasp against his lips. "Are so fucking hot."

He grins down at me. "I'm glad you think so."

Then, he reaches over us, opening his drawer. He pulls out a foil packet and looks at me. He tears it open and I quickly take the condom from him and roll it up his hard, long length.

"Let me know if it hurts, baby." He says in a whisper.

"You won't hurt me."

"Or if it's too much."

"Hayden," I slap each side of his face as I grab it. "Fuck me already."

"With pleasure."

I feel his tip line up with my entrance before he carefully slides in. My whole body stretches to fit him. My eyes shut as I adjust.

"You okay?" When I don't answer, he pushes. "Lina, talk to me."

I open my eyes, nodding. "I didn't realize just how big you are," I chuckle. "Keep going."

Slowly, I feel him slide himself all the way in, practically filling me to the hilt. I open my legs wider, letting my body adjust to Hayden's big cock.

"Good?" He asks, his voice strained.

I nod. "Yes," I breathe. "I'm okay, I promise."

Hayden slowly pulls out, then slides all the way back in, the pleasure coursing all throughout my body. I swear with just that stroke, my eyes went crossed and I saw stars.

"Shit," Hayden mutters against my skin.

"What?"

He quickly shakes his head. "Nothing. You're just so tight," his hand pushes hair off my forehead. "You feel so much better than I ever fantasized about."

That makes me smile. I wrap my legs around his waist. "Then show me what I've been missing."

Hayden smirks, pulling out, then back in. I moan at the feeling of him, of feeling so full. A feeling I've never had before during sex.

Hayden kisses my neck, then sucks at the skin. I tilt my head as he keeps his taunting pace, but still building the pressure in the pit of my stomach. His teeth graze my skin, making me shudder.

His pace starts to pick up as he thrusts faster in and out of me, our bodies starting to move together rhythmically. I wrap my arms under his, gripping his shoulders as he lifts his head and looks at me.

"You are so beautiful, Lina." He breathes heavily as he thrusts faster into me. "Do you know that?"

I can only let out a lengthy moan in response as pleasure starts overtaking all rational thoughts and responses.

"I swear your pussy was made for me." He groans.

"Take it," I gasp out. "It's yours."

At that, Hayden's hand circles around my throat. He leans forward, hovering over my lips. "Say that again."

"It's yours, Hayden," I cry out. "Take it whenever you want."

"That's right," he growls, his thrusts becoming harder, filling me deeper.

I moan as my skin starts to form sweat, the sound of skin on skin echoing with our moans and groans. The pressure is tightening in my stomach and I knew it wouldn't last much longer.

"That's right, baby. It is mine." Hayden's hand moves between us, taking my clit between his fingers and pinching. I gasp, digging my nails into his shoulders. "No one gets to touch it or see it again. It's mine. And what's mine, I also don't like sharing. Understood?"

I nod vigorously. "Yes, yes, yes," I cry out in ecstasy. "Just don't stop. I'm so close."

"You wanna come undone, baby? Feel a high from a real man who gives you what you deserve first?" I moan, nodding, tightening my legs around him. "Then come, baby."

Hayden pinched my clit, harder than he ever has before, but not in a way that hurt. In a way that added to the pleasure I was feeling and threw me over the edge, head first. With a curse and his name coming off my tongue like a chant, I let go completely.

I closed my eyes, still feeling him inside me.

"I'm not done with you yet, Lina." Hayden says, awakening everything within me again.

How is that even possible?

Hayden grips my hips and then just drives into me, relentlessly. I can feel the pressure building deep within me with each thrust. I drag my nails down his back, drowning in a pool of pleasure I didn't deserve.

"Hayden, it's too much," I cry out. "I'm already getting close."

"Stay with me, baby. Look at me."

My eyes opened, meeting his beautiful, lustful green eyes. He released one hand from my hip, cupping my cheek.

"If you want me to stop, tell me."

I blink, astonished.

What man in their right man would stop in the middle of having sex before he even got to come?

My throat tightened with emotion as I looked at him. I quickly shook my head, tightening my legs around his hips.

"Give me more."

"But—"

"More, Hayden. Please."

I dug my heels into his ass, bringing him closer than he already was. And honoring my demand, Hayden finally let go.

Hayden circled his hand around my throat as he mercilessly fucked my pussy, moving in and out of me so hard and so fast, I didn't even know it was possible.

But what I wasn't ready for was when Hayden thrusted and lifted his hips upward more as he did so, hitting a spot within me that actually made me see stars.

And I screamed.

I screamed because the pleasure was so fucking good, it was insane. I screamed because moaning wasn't even an option at how fucking good I was feeling.

I screamed because Hayden just made me feel.

"Oh God Hayden!" I cry out as I come again, for the second time tonight.

"Such a good girl," Hayden praises as he thrusts a few more times in me.

I feel his dick throbbing uncontrollably and his body shake as he cries out my name, finally finding his own release.

Hayden collapses atop me, his head on my chest as we both struggle to find our breath and come down from that high.

I think I took longer than he did. Cause when I finally came to, he was propped up on one elbow, looking at me.

"Did I hit your g-spot?" He grins.

I chuckle, turning to the side to face him. "You found something, alright. Something I never felt before." I nuzzle closer to his bare chest. "And something I'm gonna want to keep feeling."

He laughs as he wraps his arms around me, then wrapping us with the blankets. "That is something I'll happily do."

I smile, pressing my face to his chest. Suddenly feeling completely and utterly exhausted, I closed my eyes and let myself drift off to sleep after the best sex I'd ever had in my entire life.

Ones thing for sure, though. It really was worth the damn wait.

A/N

I hope this was okay, you guys. This stuff is always shy/awkward for me >.< so I hope I delivered their first time (of many) accordingly🥹

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