Page 25 of Sweet Hate (If You Dare #1)

HAVEN

The summer we lost our virginity…

“ W hat’s the difference between sautéing and simmering?” Axel crooks a brow, looking over the flash card at me expectantly.

“Urghhhh, I don’t remember. I’m never gonna get this. We’ve been at it for weeks.” I huff out a frustrated sigh. I know its just nerves. The closer I get to leaving Sweet Haven, the worse they seem to be. My dad is gonna think I’m useless at this rate.

I gnaw at my pen, my eyes meeting Axel’s warm gaze.

“Ok…time for a break, Sprinks,” Axel swipes the pen from my mouth and rolls away on his bed.

“Hey, you bugger I wasn’t done!”

He laughs at my mock outrage. “You work too hard Sprinks. We’re finally done with school—we’re basically adults now. We can do what we want.”

Looking over at me with a cheeky grin on his face, he balances my pen between his nose and lips.

“If you want your pen back you gotta come and get it.”

“You’re ridiculous, you know that. You’re supposed to be helping me study remember?” My death glare earns another laugh from him.

“You don’t leave for like two months. Chill, you’ve got loads of time. We got this.” Taunting me, he wiggles my pen with his lips.

Laughing, I launch myself on top of him, straddle his lap, and wrestle his arms away to try and get it back. We play for a few minutes before he flips me onto my back, both of us laughing hard.

Axel’s hand brushes my hair off my face while we catch our breath, and it’s only then that I notice just how close we’ve actually gotten. His body sinks into mine as he lies between my splayed thighs.

Our eyes catch and hold, and I can’t help but gasp when his cock hardens as it’s presses into me.

“Shit, sorry.”

He scrambles backwards and sits up, tossing my pen back at me. His face flushes, so he picks up my flashcards, avoiding my gaze.

It’s been a week since our Graduation party, and the seven minutes in heaven dare, but we’ve not brought it up. We went straight back to normal, like nothing ever happened.

Do things feel different for him?

I know it doesn’t feel normal to me. I can’t stop thinking about what happened. How he spoke to me in the dark. How his fingers felt when he pushed them inside me.

I’ve played with myself every night since, but it’s not the same. Something big was going to happen—an orgasm, I know it. I’ve not had one before, but I’ve kept trying, and failing to get myself there since that night.

We wrestle all the time, but he’s never gotten hard before. Not that I’ve noticed .

Does he want to know what it would have felt like if we hadn’t been interrupted too?

I know we’re both virgins because we’ve talked about it before, wondering which of us would lose our virginity first. I really don’t want to leave for London an eighteen year old virgin. And now, after last week, I don’t think I want anyone but him to be my first.

It’s all I’ve been able to think about.

“It’s OK, Axel. Don’t worry about it.”

I snag his hand, pulling him back till we’re lying face to face. He studies me before his eyes meet mine.

Brushing the white lock of hair off his forehead, I hold his gaze.

One of us has to be brave, right?

“I don’t mind. It felt, um…nice.”

A little crooked smile appears on his face, and he reaches out to stroke my hair.

“You’re so beautiful, Sprinks.” His words are quiet while he toys with one of my curls.

My breath hitches at the sincerity in his gaze. It’s not the first time he’s told me I’m beautiful, but this time it hits different.

Deeper.

I shuffle closer and hug him, his nose burying itself in my neck. His racing heart pounds against the palm I press on his chest. Meeting his gaze, I see the same fire flare in his eyes—the one from the closet.

I think he wants this too.

I’m going to do it. The idea terrifies me, and if it was anyone else, there’s no way I’d do this. But it’s Axel. He’s safe. He’s my best friend. I trust him not to hurt me.

“Axel, I wanted to ask you something.”

“Anything, Sprinks. You can ask me anything.”

I have his undivided attention now. Sitting up, I take a deep breath and watch him sit up too, a nervous expression flitting over his face.

“I don’t want to go to London still holding my V-card. Do you think you could…um…would you want to…uhhh…will you have sex with me?” I blurt out in a rush.

Axel’s eyes widen comically before he starts to nod and…wow, doesn’t stop.

Before I can say anything else, he surges forward, holds my face in his hands, and presses his lips to mine.

We kiss frantically, and it’s like we’re back in the dark. His hands sink into my hair as he presses butterfly kisses on my face and down my neck.

“Yes, Sprinks. I want you to be my first too. Whenever you’re ready.”

Excitement courses through me. He does want it. I can’t think of anything more perfect than trusting him with my virginity. He’s my best friend in the world, there’s no one I trust more.

“Could we maybe…try stuff now?” My voice comes out quiet, struck shy all of a sudden.

“Now? Are you sure?”

I nod as I bite my lip. It seems like the perfect time since his parents will still be at work for ages. His face lights up in a wide smile, his thumb stroking my lip, before he tugs it free and kisses me again. I giggle nervously as he pulls back and strips his clothes off in record time.

Following suit, I strip down to my bra and panties and sit back on the bed.

“Holy shit. I can see your tits through that, Sprinks. You are hotter than I ever imagined.”

He imagined me?

Before I can ask, Axel crawls on top of me and kisses me senseless again before resting his forehead to mine. His hard cock presses against me through his boxers .

“Are you sure you want to do this?” he asks as his earnest gaze meets mine.

“Yes, I want it to be you—to be now…I want it to be us.”

I watch as he fists his cock over his boxers with one hand as he tugs my bra down and sucks a nipple into his mouth. We both groan in unison, sharp zaps of electricity running through me.

“Sprinks, your tits feel incredible. I want to suck on these every day.”

He rolls my nipple in his teeth, the pleasure shooting straight down to my clit. I watch as he kisses his way down my stomach before coming to lie with his face between my legs.

When he looks up at me, there’s a wide smile splitting his face.

“I’ve been dreaming of tasting you every night since last week. Is this OK?”

I can’t believe we’re doing this. Won’t it feel weird for him? Isn’t it a bit gross?

I nod nervously, my thighs already closing around him.

His hands clamp down to hold them open, and he runs a finger through my slit, an awed expression on his face.

“Babe, you’re so wet for me. I can’t believe this is happening. I’m so fucking lucky. Thank you.”

He’s being so sweet, it eases some of the nervous tension in me. He lowers his head, groaning as he slowly slides his tongue through me for the first time.

Before I can even catch my breath, he’s eating me out like a man possessed.

Ohh, that feels good. He keeps making appreciative sounds, and the vibration tingles through my clit. My hips move on their own, grinding into his face. I want to do this to him too. I want to taste him.

When I push his head back, he stares up at me with wide eyes, his mouth and jaw soaking wet. Shit, did I do that?

“Crap, Sprinks, did I hurt you? Did I do something wrong? ”

He looks so stricken that I can’t help but laugh.

“God no, babe, that felt incredible. I just want to taste you now too.”

His jaw falls open at my admission, his voice raspy as he speaks.

“Shit, that’s so hot. I’ve been dreaming of watching my hard cock disappear between your beautiful lips for months.”

For months?

He falls back onto the bed, chest heaving frantically as his cock tents his boxers.

I crawl down between his legs and lick my lips as he helps me tug them off.

Wow, his long, thick cock pops out, and it looks so much bigger in the daylight. When I held it in the dark, I was just concentrating on how the skin felt so soft, even with how hard he was.

There’s a drop of liquid on the red tip, and I bend over, wanting to taste it. When I prod my tongue at the slit, his hips surge upward as he yells out in surprise. His reactions are going to be addictive, I can tell.

I swipe my tongue over and around the head of his cock while he groans, fisting the bedsheets.

Okay, here goes nothing.

Sucking in a deep breath, I grip his cock as I lower my mouth and slip it in a tiny bit at a time as his hips pump into the air. I move him in and out a couple of times, but I can’t take him deep enough without gagging. He’s too big. I wish I knew how.

He reaches out to grip my hair, sounding desperate.

“Fuck, fuck, fucking fuck. Haven, fuck, I can’t, we need to stop. I can't, I'm gonna blow. Don’t wanna stop yet.”

I pull his cock out with a pop as he looks up at me in wide-eyed amazement. “Jesus. You literally made me see honest to god stars. I’m sorry I had to stop, babe. I can’t come yet. I want to wait until I’m inside you. ”

Pride swells in me at how happy he looks. That I made him feel that good.

He bites his lip as he leans up on his elbows to look at me. He’s gorgeous, all tanned, long limbs and toned, slim muscles. How am I getting to see him like this right now?

“You ready, Haven?”

Butterflies flutter inside me as I nod and lie back, spreading my legs for him. He looks nervous, a sheen of sweat trapping the white strands on his forehead.

“Fuck. Haven, I…” He stops, looking at me spread naked on his bed. His cheeks are flushed as he holds his cock tight. The butterflies intensify under his gaze.

Will it fit? Is it going to hurt?

I know enough to know that cocks come in all different sizes, but this looks pretty big to me.

“I don’t want to mess this up, Sprinks. I want it to be good for you. I need to make you come. That's all I’ve been thinking about since last week.”

He’s been thinking about it too. That chases away any nerves I have. I know Axel is the right choice for this.

“You won’t mess it up, Axel. I’ve not stopped thinking about last week either.”

Smiling widely, he shuffles between my legs before he suddenly looks up at me, horrified.

“Shit. Haven, I don't have any condoms. I wasn’t expecting any of this.”

Nooooo, we’ve come this far. I don’t want to leave it for another day and have time to overthink it. I’m on the pill for my periods already. That’ll be fine, right?

“It’s OK, Axel. I’m on the pill. We haven’t been with anyone else, so it’ll be OK. Maybe just pull out?”

“Are you sure? I don’t want you to do anything you don’t feel comfortable doing. I can get some, and we do it another day.”

His worried expression is so cute. He really is the best guy I know. Shaking my head I sit up, never breaking eye contact. I kiss him, slowly stroking his tongue with mine and pull him back down to the bed with me.

He’s naked on top of me.

Oh my God.

His dick settles against my pussy as he rubs the wet head over my slit. We groan together when his fingers move between us to rub my clit.

“Fuck, you’re so wet already. Are you ready for me?”

“Yes but go slow.”

I hold my breath, my pulse hammering at the sensation of him aligning his cock with my slit. He leans down and kisses me, tangling his tongue softly with mine as he grinds his cock into me without pushing all the way.

“I’m not even inside you yet, and this feels incredible. I’m going to start with just the tip. I’ll go real slow. Breathe, Sprinks. If it hurts or you want to stop, just tell me.”

I breathe slowly as I look into his adoring eyes. Nodding once at him, I brace myself, and he gently pushes his cock in, the head stretching me open wider than his fingers did. It feels weird, a little uncomfortable, but it doesn’t feel bad or painful. At least not yet.

He hisses as he pushes the tip inside and holds it there, bracing his body above me. I hear him quietly muttering to himself what I’m pretty sure is ‘don’t come, don’t come.’

I flex my hips, nudging his cock a little deeper. I’m ready for more.

I need him to move.

I want to know how his cock will feel all the way inside me. Locking my legs around his back, I pull him closer.

His eyes meet mine, butterflies taking flight inside me when a slight pressure builds, as he pushes a little more.

“Are you all the way in?”

“No, this is as far as I can go without hurting you, baby. ”

He moves his cock slowly backwards and forwards but doesn’t push. He’s giving me the choice. I sink my fingers into his hair holding his forehead to mine, and stare into his wild blue eyes.

“Do it, Axel.”

He nods taking my lips in a punishing kiss as he pushes in slowly, but firmly until his cock breaks through. My breath hitches as a sting hits me fast, sharp, but he doesn’t stop kissing me through it, distracting me. We both gasp, as he fills me all the way, for the first time.

“Haven, you feel out of this world. You’re so tight. I’m not going to be able to last long. I’m so sorry, promise I’ll make sure you come after, and we’ll go again.” His words spill out of him without even taking a breath as he trembles, holding himself still.

He rocks into me, slowly picking up speed as I adjust and relax around him. The discomfort slips away as he focuses all his attention on me, his mouth on my neck, kissing and sucking, making me shiver.

His movements grow erratic, and I’m pretty sure he’s close. I want to get out of my head and let go with him, but I’m so focused on him and on what’s happening that I don’t know if I can.

He yells and pulls himself out of me, jerking his cock as he comes in big spurts all over my face and breasts.

“Shit. I wasn’t thinking. I didn’t mean to get it on your face.” He looks embarrassed as he tries to catch his breath.

I should probably find it gross right?

But surprisingly I really don’t. It’s sooooo shiny and it feels warm.

I like it there. It’s like Axel’s seal of approval.

He went. He saw. He cumquered.

“I’m sorry Sprinks. You ok?”

Oooooh shit…he looks so nervous.

I’m the worst friend.

He’s waiting to find out how it was for me, and instead of saying anything I’m lying here staring at his pearly white puddles like they’re the Eighth Wonder of the World.

Jesus Haven, did he dick your brain out?

“Don’t be sorry. I loved it. I like seeing your cum on me.”

I swipe my finger through it and suck a bit into my mouth, closing my eyes to savor the first taste of him. I don’t know what I was expecting, but it tastes good. Salty, maybe.

“Mmm, I love the taste of you. Next time you need to come in my mouth.”

“Holy shit, Haven. Are you trying to kill me?”

He pounces, crushing me in his arms and kissing me wildly, not caring that he’s smearing himself in his cum.

“Thank you for an unforgettable night, Sprinks,” he mumbles sleepily into my neck as he snuggles me close.

Best. Decision. Ever.

We’re sure as shit not virgins anymore. And I really hope we can do it again before I leave.