Free Broken Ever After by Natalie Graham

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    “ This doesn’t feel like waiting”
    “ You want me to stop?” He asked seductively and started kissing up to my neck again.
    “ No… Yes… Ahh no…” He chuckled at me.
    “ Do you want me to stop, Olivia?” I shook my head no. “But you don’t want me to make love to you?” Making love! Those two words, the way he said them… I bit my lip as I thought. I felt so torn.
    “ I don’t want you to stop what you are doing, but I want to wait. We need to wait. Is that ok?” I had to stick to that, I didn’t want my first time here, in fear that my parents would be home any second.
    “ Of course it is.” He pecked a kiss on my lips. “I don’t want to do anything you aren’t ready to do. If I do something you don’t want me to, just tell me, ok? I just want to be here with you; I promise we can wait to make love.” Those words again. I nodded nervously and he began kissing me again. He hooked a finger in the top of my shorts at my hip and began to slowly pull them down to sit diagonally on me; he moved his finger along the waistband to my other hip and pulled down taking my shorts down my legs. He gripped behind my knee and pulled it upwards, then laid it sideways so my legs were wide completely exposing me to him. The cool air tickling my heated, wet core.
    He started tracing circles again up my leg. I felt sick , my breath hitched in my throat and I had to swallow hard. It’s not the same… I’m ok. This is Jamie… Mr Matthews! You want this! I had to keep reminding myself.
    I ran my hands down from his hair to his shoulders and down his back ; I found the hem of his t-shirt and began to pull it up over his head. I ran my hands down his chest and stomach, around his waist to his back again, I felt him shiver as I ran my nails gently up and down the length of his back. His hand had finally reached the top of my thigh. I felt like I was on fire with need to feel him inside me. I’d never allowed anyone touch me there and I’d never wanted it to happen so much before. I was always shying away from any physical contact that went further than kissing; now I was craving it, aching for it.
    “ Jamie… Please…” I pleaded; I needed to feel his hand on me. His thumb brushed up and down the entrance of my sex, before finding my clit rubbing circles over it. My back arched off the bed and I cried out his name again; he slowly slipped a finger inside me making me moan as he withdrew it to push in again and again, it was too slow.
    “ You are so wet” Jamie whispered in my ear.
    “ Jamie… Faster.” He did as I asked and I started to moan louder as I could feel my insides begin to tighten around his finger. He suddenly stopped as he looked to the door. “Jamie?”
    “ Shh…” He kept his finger inside me, looking down at me a little worried.
    “ Jamie, what’s wrong?” What did I do? Did I do something wrong?
    “ I think your parents are home, you need to be quiet” he whispered.
    “ The light! They’ll know I’m up if it’s on” he quickly leaned over and turned the light off beside my bed before placing his hand back to me; he inserted two fingers inside of me and I tried to hold in my moan unsuccessfully.
    “ Baby, you need to be quiet” He whispered in my ear. His thumb found my bud again and I crashed one of my hands over my mouth to silence myself, I could feel him holding in his laughter.
    “ This is so not funny! Faster” I told him through my fingers and he obliged. I pushed my hips up into his hand matching his rhythm; I could feel my insides tighten again, begging for more. My whole body felt filled with tension just dying to be released. “Jamie, please!” I whispered in his ear. I didn’t know what I was begging for, but I desperately wanted whatever it was he was offering. He moved his thumb faster against me as his two fingers sped up inside me. “Oh God, Jamie” I whispered. Both of our heads whipped towards the door as we heard my parents coming up the