Free When Summer Ends by Isabelle Rae

close my eyes and just enjoy the sensation.
Everything felt so right that I could barely keep the euphoric smile off of my
face. As his hands slid up the back of my top, tickling my skin, his hot tongue
traced the V at the front. I gasped, fisting my hands into his hair.
    I couldn’t keep still, I wanted more, but I didn’t want this
to happen on the sofa. I pushed myself off of him quickly. His eyes snapped up
to meet mine, an apologetic look crossed his face. “Sorry, I got carried away
again,” he mumbled. I shook my head and took his hand, pulling gently. He
frowned, looking at me confused. “Chloe?”
    I smiled, pulling him to his feet. “Shh, it’s time to stop
talking now.” I gave him a little tug towards what I assumed was his bedroom
because it was the only other door in the apartment.
    He groaned and followed me, looking ridiculously eager. Once
we were in his room he pushed the door shut behind us. I looked around quickly,
taking in the clean brown carpet, the well-made bed, the well organised
dresser. Hmm, maybe he doesn’t like to sleep with a mess around.
    He crashed his lips back to mine, continuing to walk
forwards, making me walk backwards to the bed. When my legs hit the side of it
I lowered myself down onto it. He didn’t. Instead, he stayed standing up and just
looked at me. His face was so lustful I could barely stand it. “Chloe, you are
so beautiful,” he cooed, looking me over from my head to my toes and back
again. I sat up quickly and gripped his shirt, pulling him roughly down on top
of me. He laughed wickedly. “And there was me wanting to take it slow,” he
mumbled against my lips.
    I giggled guiltily and gripped the bottom of his T-shirt,
pulling it off over his head and tossing it on the floor. He’d barely moved yet
my whole body was starting to ache with anticipation. “Will, please, if you
don’t take me soon I’m gonna die,” I whined.
    He smiled, his grey eyes sparkling as he brushed my hair
back from my face. “Well I definitely don’t want that,” he whispered, bending
his head and kissing me. But it wasn’t the passionate ‘I’m about to make love
to you’ kiss; it was a chaste kiss that lasted a split second before he broke
it and looked down at me again. “I have something I want to do before this happens,”
he said, shifting his weight so he hovered above me, barely touching me.
    “What’s that?” I asked breathlessly, gripping his hips with
my knees so he couldn’t pull back any further.
    He blew out a big breath as his eyebrows knitted together. “I
want to ask you this before we sleep together so you know I’m not just asking
because I have to or anything. I was actually going to ask you tonight anyway,”
he rambled. I smiled reassuringly, nodding in prompt, silently wondering what
this was about. “Okay, well, I know it’s maybe a little fast and we’ve not
known each other for very long. You can say no if this is too fast for you, it’s
fine.” He squeezed his eyes shut and shook his head, seeming frustrated as he
struggled with his words.
    What’s got him all nervous and fluttery? He’s never like
this usually. “Will, what’s wrong?”
    He groaned and then opened his eyes, looking down at me with
a pleading expression. “Will you be exclusive with me? Be mine?” he asked
quietly. My mouth popped open in shock. He smiled weakly. “I really am crazy
about you. Every second I spend with you is better than the one before, but I
honestly don’t know how that works, because how the hell can you improve on
perfection? But you do all the time. You just amaze me.” A subtle blush
coloured his cheeks as he spoke.
    I chewed on my lip as my insides seemed to melt into a
puddle because of how cute that little speech was and how insecure he looked. Oh
my days, he wants to be exclusive with me? He’s never had a girlfriend before, but
he wants me? My eyes prickled with happy tears. I felt so special just
because the incredible boy wanted me