“Heartbreaking,” Jared finishes for me. His large, warm, callused palms grip the side of my face. “I promise I’m going to find my way back to you. This won’t break us.” Steely determination flashes in his eyes, and I wish I was as strong. I wish I shared his resolve, but an ominous sense of dread is tiptoeing up and down my spine, and I don’t have a good feeling about any of this.
“It already feels like it is,” I croak.
“No, baby.” He slams his lips onto mine, kissing me hard and fast. “You are mine, and I am yours, and nothing or no one is going to change that. I know it won’t be easy, but we will get through this. We’ll focus on school. You have your art, and I have music. We use those as our outlets, and we save as much money as we can, until we’re both eighteen, and then I’ll come and get you. We can move away, get our own place, and tell our parents to go fuck themselves.”
“That’s so far away,” I say, moving on his lap until I’m straddling him. “I haven’t gone more than two weeks without seeing you my entire life, and that was only when we went on vacation. How will we survive two years?”
Jared’s hand smooths a path up and down my spine as he attempts to comfort me. “It’s going to fucking suck. I need you like I need oxygen, Sydney, but we have no choice. I’ve been wracking my brain all week to try to find a solution, and there is none.”
“You’ve known all week and didn’t tell me?” I knew he was extra troubled this week, but he swatted my concern away whenever I asked.
“I was trying to find a way out of this mess. I didn’t want to say anything if I could find a way to stay in New York, but I can’t, and now I’m telling you.”
“When are you leaving?”
His Adam’s apple jumps in his throat. His beautiful blue eyes are flooded with emotion as he stares at me. “Sunday.”
“What? No!” Anguished cries rip from my mouth as I contemplate my boyfriend is relocating overseas in two fucking days.
“I’m so sorry, baby.” He peppers kisses all over my face. “If there was any way to stop this, I would. I don’t want to leave you. It’s killing me inside, but it’s only temporary. I need you to hold on for me. Can you do that, babe? Can you wait for me?”
“Don’t talk stupid. I would wait for eternity for you, Jared. You know you’re the only one I want.”
“You’re the love of my life, Sydney.” His earnest eyes flash with a myriad of emotions. “It’s you and me forever.”
“What about all those English girls? They’ll be all over you. How long will it take before one of them snares you?”
“I only have eyes for you.” He winds his fingers in my blonde hair, forcing my eyes to his. “I have no interest in any other girl. I promise I will stay faithful to you. I would never cheat on you, Sydney. Never.”
“It’s not you I’m worried about,” I whisper, hating we’re having this conversation and that my mind has gone there. But I can’t help it. Jared is gorgeous, charming, and talented. British girls love Americans, and they’re going to be fawning all over his accent and throwing themselves at him any chance they get. What if they catch him when he’s especially lonely and vulnerable and he gives in? How long can a horny teenage guy hold out before caving to hormones?
I need to give him something more than words to hold on to. I need him to remember how good we are together and how perfectly we fit. I know exactly how to help reinforce that message, and this time, I’m getting my way.
“Don’t worry, babe. I’m yours. Only yours.”
“Prove it.” Grinding my hips, I thrust my pelvis against his dick. “Fuck me now, Jared. I want to give you my virginity, and I’m not waiting any longer.”
“Are you sure?” His pupils dilate, and I feel his dick thickening behind the zipper of his school pants.
“Yes. I want us to experience this before we’re separated. It will give us something extra to cling to.”
“I don’t want our situation to force this decision. It has to be because we want it.”
Sometimes, I want to bang his head against the wall to knock some sense into him. “That goes without saying, J. You know I’m hot for you. I’ve been hot for you for months.” I scramble off his lap and pull him to his feet. “Now quit stalling and take me to the guest bedroom.”
Jared scoops me up into his arms, and I giggle as he races up the stairs to the next level. He opens and closes a few doors until we find a sparse bedroom that is clearly not Jade’s.
I pounce on him when he turns around after closing the door, trailing my hands up and down his chest and abs as I stretch on tiptoes and kiss him passionately. My boyfriend doesn’t let me down, angling his head and taking control of the kiss as his arms snake around my back. We devour one another with our mouths and tongues, and I’m a writhing mass of hormones as lust coils low in my belly and pulses in my core.
Tugging on Jared’s shirt, I rip my mouth from his long enough to demand, “Take it off.” Jared yanks it over his head in one skillful movement, tossing it on the ground as I begin unbuttoning my school shirt. His fingers grab the waistband of my skirt, and he drags it down my hips and over my thighs until it pools at my feet. Popping the button on his pants, I lower the zipper and drive my hand into his boxers, gripping his erection.
He hisses as he gets rid of my shirt, adding it to the growing pile of clothes on the floor, before unclipping my bra and dragging it down my arms. Cool air breezes across my chest, peaking my nipples. Jared kicks his pants away, and we remove our socks and shoes until we’re standing in our underwear.
A gleeful shriek escapes my lips when Jared lunges at me, picking me up and throwing me on the bed. I bounce on the springy mattress, my eyes popping wide in anticipation as he climbs onto the bed and crawls over me.
“You’re beautiful and sexy, and I can’t wait to be inside you,” Jared says before ducking his head and sucking one of my nipples into his warm mouth. My hips arch, and the loudest moan erupts from my mouth as he worships my breasts, paying them equal attention. Grabbing fistfuls of his hair, I hold his head to my chest, lying back with my eyes closed and savoring every flick of his tongue and the suctioning motion of his lips.
Jared moves up and kisses me. “Love you.”
