Unexpected

Chapter 13- Ali

~Ali~

When I wake up, my head is spinning. Bright light fills the room, making me groan. I head downstairs and eat cereal, taking everything slowly. But bit by bit every single thing comes back to me and I panic...

Oliver's hands are running up my dress, squeezing my thighs gently. He sucks my neck making sure to leave a mark. I moan quietly in his ear, running my hands down his back and up his shirt.

His fingers hook around my panties but before he can do anything we hear a noise. Clinking bottles and laughter.

This should have broken this moment but he turns to me and says "Let's get out of here" we quickly find his car.

I lean over the seat, kissing his neck, tugging gently on his hair, and whisperering quiet sweet nothings. Finally he pulls into an empty park and grabs my neck and kisses me. We clamber our way into the backseat kissing and groping.

Finally in the back I'm able to take off his shirt as he unzips my dress. Soon all of our clothes are off and I'm sure I have multiple hickeys placed all over my body.

Oliver gives me this sweet look when he grabs the condom. I just lay there staring at him. My first time having sex will be with Oliv- my brain shuts off when our bodies connect.

It's not painful but it's not the best... Oliver kisses me so deeply I forget though. The windows are fogging up and the radio is still on playing a new Taylor Swift song.

Soon Oliver and I become sloppy. I'm panting and moaning and he's kissing and sucking my neck, chest, arms... our legs are tangled and I can feel us getting there. I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him.

He follows my lead and slows down. I whimper through kisses and he chuckles, burying his face in my chest. And suddenly it's over.

His face presses into my neck and I grip his hair as we both finish. Once it's over though none of us move. He lays on top of me, breathing heavily on my neck. I'm staring at the car ceiling panting quietly.

The song changes into a slow song. We only move once the windows start to unfog.

I gasp and run into the bathroom. I scream when I see hickeys leading all the way down to my collarbone. And then I remember the rest

The drive back to my place is silent. Not in an awkward holy shit we just did that kind of way but a still riding high way. When we pull up to my house Oliver turns to me.

"Can I uh... use your bathroom?" I nod and he follows me as I walk inside. "The bathroom is down the hall" I say. He disappears for a minute and then comes back.

"This uh... isn't going to affect us right?" He asks. That's when I freak out. My first time was with someone I hated... "holy shit" is all I say. "Well if it makes you feel any better that was the best I have ever had" Oliver says.

I turn to look at him and laugh. I have heard stories from friends saying their first time they never came. Rose said it took 5 times before she actually came with him. My first time was in the backseat of Oliver's car and I came. He couldn't have made it more special.

"I feel like if we only do it once..." I trail off. "It's going to be weird we can't just hook up... once" Oliver says. I turn to him and reach for his belt, already unbuckling it slowly.

"Exactly" I pant looking at his lips. "I mean the car was amazing..." he moves his hands to my back, slowly tracing up to my dress zipper. "But there's a whole bed upstairs" I say, standing on my tiptoes to kiss him.

But let's be honest. The bed is basic and we don't have enough patience to get up the stairs to go into my bedroom.

Oliver pins me against the wall his shirt off and my dress unzipped and pushed up my thighs. I tug down his pants as he slides off my panties. With a lift, I'm on him and it starts all over. The kisses the moans the movement! The first time was great but this one is just so much better.

Oliver talks to me as we move up and down. "I've never felt this way before.... Ali I've wanted to do this for so long.... It's like your body is made just for me..." I only reply with moans and sloppy kisses. This seems longer and shorter than the first. Maybe it's because we were both ready for this. Or maybe it's because last time worked so well we just knew what to do.

Either way we share only what partners share. And once it's over its not the last time. We move to the shower then the couch then finally my bedroom where we fall asleep before our drunken minds wake up and realize our mistake.