Beautiful Together by Andrea Wolfe Read Free Book Online Page B

mom would be gone all night as usual.
    The whole house to ourselves. Just the two of us. That's the way it was supposed to be, right?
    After learning he was a virgin too, my perspective changed. We could take each other's virginities right here, right now, such a delicate gift to one another. A night that we'd remember forever.
    I knew I had said I wasn't ready, but that wasn't true anymore. Not after all of this. I gazed at him with thoroughly salacious eyes, feeling more wetness between my thighs than I had ever felt before in my life. It felt more adult, more mature.
    "I think we should," I said softly, carefully studying his expression.
    "Wow," he said, totally stoic and serious. "You're sure, Naomi? You're actually ready right now?"
    When he said things like that, it only made me crave him more. I mean, we were sitting in his bed mostly naked, he had a hard-on that I could see the outline of through his boxers, and he was telling me that we didn't have to do anything right now if I wasn't ready.
    I nodded. "Yes."
    He smiled. "I've been waiting for this ever since we started dating."
    I reached across the floor for my backpack, grabbing the strap and instinctively pulling my arm back into the warmth after feeling the chill of the room. It was so cold compared to our hidden world beneath the covers.
    I unzipped the center pocket and grabbed the foil bunch, depositing my treasure on the comforter. The whole connected strand came at once, and Mason looked at me, totally shocked.
    "Are those all for tonight ?" he joked.
    "Oh my God," I joked. "You wish."
    I tore one off and threw the rest on the backpack. I handed it to him. He held it carefully, rolling it between his fingers. It was the only thing that would stand between him and me, the only thing that would separate our flesh.
    "When do I put this on?" he asked disconcertedly.
    "I think right when we're ready to start," I said, my hands trembling. "So it doesn't fall off before or whatever."
    He nodded and set the condom on his nightstand. "Okay."
    Mason wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into a warm embrace. He kissed me firmly and desperately, and I kissed him the same. Our breaths were incredibly shallow and rapid, and it affected the flow of the kiss. But we really didn't care.
    My hands continued to twitch, and my heart pounded, thudding so hard it felt like it was actually shaking my organs. We had done this exact thing so many times before, but now that we knew where it was going, it was totally different.
    This was a real thing that people did before they did that , a thing that adults did, not kids.
    We raced toward that vaguely-defined line, ready to cross. Our tongues spiraled, and our hands clutched hair and flesh indiscriminately. Sometimes he raked his fingers along my breasts, and sometimes he grabbed my butt or the back of my head, pulling me against him.
    I could feel how hard he was, and even though I was anxious about it , something told me everything would be okay.
    It was about to happen. My first time. Our first time.
    We kissed for a long time until he finally stopped abruptly, just as out of breath as I was. He was such an incredible athlete, yet here he was acting as if he had just sprinted twenty miles—and we were still on the bed.
    "Do we start now?" he asked with uncertainty.
    "Yeah," I said. "If you want."
    "I do," he said. "I want you ."
    He pulled away from me and gripped the elastic of my panties, sliding his fingers beneath, watching my face for any signs of discomfort—but there were none. He dragged them slowly down my body until I was fully nude.
    I would have liked to return the favor, but I couldn't. I was still in shock about what was going on. He dropped his own boxers and I finally saw what had been prodding me for so many months.
    Mason grabbed the condom and tore it open, initially rolling it on the wrong way. "Shit," he said. He flipped it over and started rolling it on right.
    "Wait," I said. "I think they said in sex-ed