Hey You

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We kicked it into high gear, putting the tent up in a matter of minutes. While the boys stood there fumbling with the tent’s sticks. 

I laughed as I stepped on the last stake, securing the tent in place.

“Need some help over there?” I asked with my hands on my hips.

The boys laughed, “Well, that’s embarrassing.”

I giggled and walked over to Steven, taking the stick out of his hands and putting it together. “I still want you to do whatever you want.” I whispered into his ear as I slid the stick into the track on the tent. 

Roxanne did Craig’s side and we soon got the tent set up and ready to get set up with our stuff.

I glanced over my shoulder at Steven, who was just standing there smiling at me. His eyes roaming over my backside. A blush covered my checks as I smiled up at him.

After setting the inside of the tents up, we walked back over to my parents who were just setting the food down for dinner.

We sat around the fire, eating and talking. The boys seemed really excited to go out on the boat and do some fishing in the morning. 

“Well, we’re waking up for 5am. You all better get some sleep.” He said while getting to his feet.

“We will, goodnight dad.” I said to him.

We sat by the fire for another 20 minutes before heading over to our tents to grab our toiletries and heading up to the bathrooms.

Steven grabbed my hand as we walked the road up to the bathrooms. The moonlight guiding us.

“I’ll be waiting for you out here.” He said as he brought my hand up to his lips kissing the top of it softly.

I smiled at him, feeling my heart ready to explode.

Roxanne and I walked into the girls side of the bathrooms as the boys walked into their side. 

Standing there getting ready to wash our faces and brush our teeth we heard them start talking.

“Dude, I’m falling in love with her…” I’m pretty sure it was Steven’s voice. I dropped my face wash bottle.

Roxanne stood next to me, putting her finger up to her lips for me to be quiet. Right, like I meant to do that.

“Stacey’s, she’s just…”

“My god man, you sound like a hopeless romantic.” Craig laughed.

Steven said he was falling in love with me. I stood there, smiling listening to them continue their conversation.

Roxanne snapped her fingers in front of my face to bring me back to reality.

“You can’t let him know you know.” She whispered to me, so that they wouldn’t hear and then realize that we could hear them.

I nodded my head and quickly finished up and peed before washing my hands and walking out the door to a waiting Steven.

He stood there, watching me walk up to him with a smile on his face.

I walking up to him, grabbed onto his shirt and kissed him with everything I got. I know I couldn’t let him know that I heard him. But I could show him that I felt the same.

The boys convinced us to play it risky, promising they’d both be in their own tent well before my parents came to wake us up.

They didn’t have to twist out arms too hard, I wanted to be alone with Steven just as much as Roxanne wanted to be alone with Craig.

Steven joined me in my tent, zipping it shut and crawling into my bed area pulling me to him. I leaned over and turned on the radio that we brought with us keeping it just low enough to drown out Roxanne and Craig in the other tent.

We laid there in the darkness as The Cranberries “Linger” played over the soundwaves.

I snuggled into his chest, wishing there was less fabric between us. I pushed myself up onto my elbow as his hand slid up and down my back. “I meant what I said…” I whispered to him.

“What’s that?” He asked.

“I want you to do whatever you want to me.”

I’m pretty sure he stopped breathing for a moment before he said “I only want to do what you are ready for and want.”

“I want you.” I whispered more softly.

He brought his hand up to behind my head and pulled my towards him bringing our lips together.

I slid my leg up his, rubbing it against his growing erection. 

He bit my lower lip, making me gasp shooting his tongue into my mouth. I moaned at the contact.

He rolled us over, placing himself to hover over me. 

Placing my hands on his chest, I lowered them to the hem of his shirt and pulled it up. I sat up as he leaned back onto his knees. Pulling his shirt over his head. Reaching in, he grabbed my shirt and tossed it to the side with his. Instantly exposing my hard n*****s to him. 

He brought his lips to mine, gently laying me back down. 

“Stacey” Steven said breaking the kiss, “if you say stop, I’ll stop. No questions asked.”

Oh how much I loved this man, I thought while slowly gliding one hand down to the string on his basketball shorts. While my other hand slid up his flexed arm, slightly squeezing his muscles, wrapping it around the back of his neck. “I know.” Then I pulled him back down to me.

Using one arm to stay hovered over me, he grabbed onto one of my breast, giving it a firm squeeze. Making a moan leave my lips into his mouth, arching my body into his. 

Pinching my n****e and rolling around with his rough fingers, there’s no way my underwear was dry anymore. It rarely is whenever he is around, his hands on me only intensifies my want for him.

His warm hand abandoned my n****e, making me whimper against his lips. His hand traveling down my stomach till he cupped my v****a in his hand. Applying pressure, my hips automatically bucked up to his touch. 

Breaking the kiss, his lips traveled to my neck as his hand disappeared into my shorts. His fingers grazing between my folds. 

“You’re so wet Stacey and I haven’t even touched you yet.” He whispered into my ear while nipping and sucking on my earlobe. 

“When you look at me my body is ready, when you touch me my body is begging.” I said to him kissing his exposed neck. 

He moaned as I sucked on his neck, sure to be leaving a hickie behind. 

One finger slowly entered into me, pushing it in all the way to his knuckle. I moaned from the pleasure as his thumb made circular movements on my c**t. 

I slid my hands down his body and into his shorts, grabbing his ass. He pumped his finger in and out of me, making my eyes roll back as he inserted another. 

“Steven” I moaned, “Oh my god.”

Bringing my hands to the front of him, I grabbed onto his rock hard d**k. Gliding my hand up and down his shaft in rhythm of his fingers pushing in and out of me. He dropped his head next to my ear, panting.

His hand that he was holding himself up with grabbed a handful of my hair as I squeezed his d**k harder and started to go faster. 

“I want you…” I moaned into his ear. 

He took my mouth with his again, devouring me before he pulled his fingers out of me and stood up.

I felt cold encase me, as he stood over me. I could make out his figure in the moonlight as he slid his shorts down to the ground. Kneeling back down between my legs, he grabbed onto my shorts and pulled them down. Adding them to the heap of clothing. 

He leaned forward to kiss me, his erection rubbing against my thigh. I gasped at the connection. 

“Are you sure?” He asked.

I smiled up to him, cupped his cheek with my hand and rubber my thumb over his lips. “Yes.”

I heard him rip open a foil. Taking a minute to roll the condom on before he placed both arms on either side of my head, hovering his body over mine once again. 

“If you hurt, or want to stop just say it.” I giggled up at him, bringing my head up to his to kiss him. 

He slid his hand between us as he positioned himself at my entrance.

“This will hurt, but it won’t last.” He said.

“I’m ready Steven.” I said placing my hands onto his biceps.