He smiled down at me and laughed. “You're so loud, it’s hot but you’re going to make me come.” He warned.
“Ty, not yet.” I pleaded against his hand, not wanting it to end yet. I knew once it did, it was over for us.
“I’m trying.” He panted as he pulled his hand free from my mouth to steady himself on the bed above me.
I felt his other hand reach down between us. His fingertips slowly starting to graze against my clit with each new thrust.
“Oh god, Ty. Yes, keep doing that.”
I felt something that was unfamiliar. I’d touched myself on numerous occasions. Yet, what I felt now dulled in comparison. My toes were curling, and my entire body was tightening up with an intensity that was aimed directly at my bodies core.
“That's it, let go, Ry. I want to feel you come for me.”
I’d do anything for him, and his words brought on a wave of pleasure I wasn’t ready for.
“Ty!” I screamed out and his hand instantly found my mouth again.
Me entire body shook beneath him as I came. Soft whimpers playing across my lips as I clung to him in the last moments of my orgasm, unwilling to let go of him.
“Fuck, Ry. I can feel you.” He growled out as he thrusted into me a bit harder.
Then, I felt him burry himself as deep as he could inside of me.
“I’m coming.” He warned one last time, in a heated breath. He held tightly to me, thrusting gently against me as he came.
He didn’t pull away from me right away, instead he lay over me as we caught out breaths.
“Are you okay?” He asked, his face buried within my neck unwillingly to pull himself away from me.
I smiled. “Yeah, are you?”
He sat up and laughed. “Are you hurting?”
“Only a little.”
He stared down at me as if for the first time he honestly wanted to kiss me, and not because I'd asked him to.
After a few moments he broke the silence, as if it was making him uncomfortable. “It won’t hurt as much the next time.” He reassured me, and I glanced up at him. “I mean, you know, with whoever.”
I looked away. Yeah, I know.
He cleared his throat nervously before kissing me, in a friendly manner, on my forehead. Then he slowly moved to his feet, pulling out of me.
His absence was suddenly a reminder that it was over, and it wouldn’t happen again. My heart already feeling the immense pain that he’d warned me would happen if we ever slept together.
I managed to gather my comforter and pull it over myself. I watched him remove the condom and toss in my garbage can.
“I love you, Ty.” The words slipped out of me before I could recall them back and I saw panic rush over his face as he reached for his pants.
“Ry, I …” He finished pulling on his jeans. “I mean… I do love you, but we can’t...”
“Ty, I didn’t mean it like that.” I quickly retreated. “I just meant it like we always say it. Like, friends.”
He eyed me, and I knew he didn’t believe me. He finished zipping up his pants and started looking for his t-shirt.
“Ry, listen …”
“Stop!” I yelled, and he froze. “Don’t ruin this for me. Just go, don’t say anything else. Just go finish packing for tomorrow and I’ll meet you at the treehouse tonight.”
He nodded. “Okay, the treehouse. Sure, I can do that.” He still couldn’t find his t-shirt and so he grabbed his zip-up instead, pulling it over his shoulders and zipping it up. “If you find my shirt will you pack it? It’s one of my favorites.”
“Yeah, I’ll find it.”
He paused at my door as he reached for the doorknob, turning to look back at me.
“Ry, I do care about you, so much.”
“Ty, just go.”
He stared at me for a moment and then he turned and left.
I wish I could say that was the end of the story, but it wasn’t.
That night I was waiting for him at the treehouse, but he never came.
I convinced Sadie to come get me and give me a ride to his dorm because I was convinced something had to be wrong.
However, when I got there, I found out I couldn’t be more wrong.
I knocked on his door a few times before he answered. He was still in his jeans without a shirt on and I could tell by the look on his face he wasn’t expecting me to show up.
“Ry…”
“Were you even going to show up?”
“I was, I just got done packing. I just needed to figure out what I was going to say first.”
I heard people in the dorm behind him which wasn’t unusual, I knew he shared it with one of his classmates.
Yet, something felt wrong in my gut and I shoved the door as hard as I could. It caught him off guard and he stumbled backwards pulling the door open along with him.
On the couch sat a girl I knew well, Crystal, and she was topless. His roommate was on another couch with someone else and it was clear Crystal was there for him.
The feeling gutted me like it never had before and I turned to leave.
Tyler called out after me. “Ry, wait! I’ll go with you and we can talk.”
“I don’t need to talk.” I yelled back.
“Ry, please.” His voice cracked, and it pleased me. I wanted him to feel guilty.
I stopped and turned around to face him. “You know I thought if it was you, I couldn’t regret it.”
He went to say something, pain in his eyes but I put
