Page 22 of Another Love, Another Time

We are currently in the house our parents rented and getting ready to visit one of our top schools—Florida! Our parents came with us. Obviously, they made a trip out of it, bringing the whole family. We had all already visited Mizzou since we live so close.

Auggie and I were both interested in going to Florida.

Logan, Auggie, and I have always talked about going to the same school, but we have to see what kind of offers we will get to pay for our school.

All our families will heavily rely on scholarship money.

If we can all get full rides to the same school, that would be awesome.

All of us wrote down our top three choices.

After we wrote them down, we tallied the choices.

Mizzou was number one for all of us. Second was Florida, and there was no agreement on the third option.

I was also interested in going to OSU in Oklahoma.

I’ve always loved watching their softball program.

Auggie is open to going to Iowa since he has family there, and Logan has some interest in Alabama or Texas.

We’re crossing our fingers that all three of us will receive full rides to the same place. We would definitely take them in a heartbeat.

Melissa tried to weasel herself a spot on this trip, but I talked to my dad. I told them that if they invited her and her family, I wouldn’t go. The main focus of the trip is to take a tour of the school and explore the city where we may live. The last thing I want to worry about is Melissa.

I talked to my dad about it and let him know how serious I was.

He then reasoned with my mom. My mom wasn’t happy.

She had to come up with some excuse for why they didn’t have any room in the vehicle since we planned to drive.

To be honest, I don’t really care as long as I don’t have to spend time with Melissa.

My dad comes through the front door, and I start, “Dad, what time are we leaving for the tour at the school?”

“Your mom said in about thirty minutes. Are you going to be ready?”

“Yes, Dad. I just need to put on some deodorant, and I’ll be ready to go.”

It’s a few hours later, and we have toured the campus’s two gyms, football stadium, dining hall, library, and bookstore.

We also got some souvenirs. We toured Heitz Hall, which has a lot of chain restaurants and a Starbucks.

It even has a bowling alley. We also saw gators in some of the ponds around campus.

I’m used to seeing bunnies, moles, and skunks.

I can’t imagine waking up and seeing a gator, but they are the Florida Gators.

We are getting ready to tour one of the residence halls. I think the guy giving the tour said it was called “Hume East.” We have walked through the common areas, study area, mailbox area, and laundry room. I’m not going to lie; it’s really nice. I can tell Auggie and Logan like it, too.

The rooms are nice. It’s a suite-style layout. Each person gets a roommate and shares a bathroom with two other students. There are two sinks in the room, so someone doesn’t have to wait until a roommate gets out of the shower to brush their teeth.

I walk over to Logan and Auggie, who are talking to each other, leaving our parents with the group.

“What do you guys think? Compared to Mizzou?” I begin.

Auggie answers, “I like the fact that it stays warm here all the time.”

“The girls are really pretty,” Logan adds, grinning.

I roll my eyes. “I mean, what did you think about the locations we toured?”

“That stadium was huge!” Auggie stretches his arms out.

“That’s what she said,” Logan jokes, and we both laugh at him.

I continue, “It’s hard because I want to stay close to our families, but at the same time, I love this school.

It seems like they have a lot we can do than what we saw at Mizzou.

I mean, our parents can always come down and visit.

What interest have they shown in scholarships for you two?

They offered me some, but not everything. ”

“Same,” Auggie answers for both of them.

“I love it, but if someone offers me something better, I would be stupid not to take it.” I frown. “I’m really shooting for a full ride. With all our stats, we should all be able to get a full ride somewhere. I just hope we are all able to go to the same place.”

Auggie grabs my pinkie, pulls me to him, hugs me, and rests his chin on the top of my head. “We’ll do everything we can to make sure we end up at the same school,” he tries to comfort me.

I love it when he holds me like this. Butterflies take off in my stomach, and I squeeze him tighter. I suddenly have the urge to kiss him.

He leans back and looks me in the eyes, giving me the impression that he is thinking the same thing. Our thoughts are interrupted when our parents yell at us to follow them to the next stop of the tour, the ball fields.

~~

Auggie and I had a moment earlier, and I realized I was tired of waiting. I am going to tell Auggie I am ready. I’ll ask Logan if I can have a condom. He’s probably the only one who knows I am saving myself for Auggie, and Logan carries condoms everywhere. He’ll know exactly what it’s for.

Next, I need to think about where I want to lose it. We are on vacation. The good thing is, Auggie and Logan are in the guest house of the property our parents rented. I hope we can kick Logan out, and I can sneak into their room.

I know I’m kind of shoving this at Auggie, but he’s known this is what I want. I’m so nervous. Most of my friends have had sex. They all say it hurts the first time, but they said the second time, it’s a lot better. I’ll tell Auggie we will need to do it at least twice.

Oh, crap. That means I’ll need two condoms. I hope Logan brought enough to share.

~~

Logan has plenty of condoms. He gives me a knowing grin. “I’ll make myself scarce and keep everyone away. Text me when it’s safe to come back.” He then turns on his heel and walks out of the room.

A little bit later, Auggie walks in and looks around. “Did I walk into the wrong room?” he questions.

I pat the space on the bed next to me. Our parents have left for the night. He takes a seat next to me, and we both lie back. I roll over on my side to face him.

“I want to have sex,” I blurt. “I’m ready.”

His eyes widen. I’ve surprised him. Something comes over his eyes like fear or worry, but just as quickly, he puts a smile on his face.

“Are you not ready?” I ask. My eyebrows bunch together in confusion.

“It’s not that.” He shakes his head. “I want to make sure you still want me. To be your first?”

“I’ve always wanted you to be my first. I wouldn’t trust anyone else.” I pull two condoms out of my pocket. “There’s one condition.”

He raises his eyebrows, waiting.

“We have to do it at least twice,” I continue. “Everyone always says the first time hurts, but the second time is way better.”

“So twice it is. I think I can work with that.” The right side of his lips turns up into a smirk.

“So, when are we going to do this?” he inquires.

“Right now.” This catches him off guard.

“What?”

“Right now. Our parents are out, and Logan is going to keep everyone busy while we…” I waggle my eyebrows.

He laughs. “I always thought you would give me plenty of time to plan something. I mean, I know you don’t want any cheesy crap, but I thought that you might give me a chance to make it special for you.”

“Aug, I don’t need candles and flowers. All that matters is that it’s with you. I know you’ll make sure I enjoy it as much as you. They say most girls don’t orgasm their first time. Can you… Will you at least make me orgasm before we have sex?” I ask shyly.

“Is that a challenge, River?” He smirks.

I grin at him and shrug. I lean closer. I know we have some time, but I don’t want to waste a moment. I fully lean into him, pressing my lips to his. He rolls to his back, hauling me on top of him.

We’ve been in this position before, but it’s been a while. His hand finds the hem of my shirt and starts to inch its way up my stomach.

I can’t believe I’m going to have sex. It’s finally happening.

I’m still a little nervous. My emotions are a hurricane.

I don’t want it to be cheesy, but I want it to be special.

I know that Auggie will make it special.

I trust him, and he has always been my person.

I’ve told him I don’t want flowers or rose petals like in the movies.

I have been on birth control for a few years, but that’s not one hundred percent safe, so we will be wrapping it up. I definitely do not want to get pregnant.

We have basically done everything else except intercourse.

This will be the last step. We have talked several times in the past about where I’d like to lose it: in the back of his pickup truck, a hotel room, in one of our bedrooms. But this works better.

It doesn’t give either of us time to overthink it.

Auggie pulls back. “Where’d you go? Did you change your mind? You know you don’t have—”

I cut him off, “Stop. I want to do this. I was just starting to overthink.” I press my lips to his, and he continues his way up to my breast. I’m straddling him now, grinding into his hardening dick.

I sit up and take my shirt off. He quickly sits up, and before I can unhook my bra, he stops me.

“Don’t take that away from me,” he orders. “I need to be the one who undresses you.”

Before I can say anything, I’m flipped on my back, and somehow, he has unhooked my bra and begun sliding it down my arms. He latches his mouth onto my right nipple, bringing it into a peak.

Meanwhile, he tweaks my left nipple, causing it to match its twin.

It sends a current of need straight down to my pussy.

His hand has reached the elastic of my shorts as I let out a moan in pleasure.

“I want to make you feel good.” He looks me straight in the eyes, and I give him a nod. I can’t form words, only moaning out my response of approval.