It was the summer after my senior year of High School. I had just woke up from sleeping in on a lazy Saturday morning, the sound from my alarm on my phone. The time shown was exactly 11:00 am. My memory raced back to me. My flight was to leave in two hours. I double checked the calendar to make sure it was the right day. It was right. July 4, 2012, it read. I get out of bed and started to get ready to go, and around 12:15 i was walking out the door to have my mom drive me to the airport so I wouldn’t have to leave my car in the parking lot for a week in the burning heat. As we drove down the highway I kept thinking to myself the reasons I’m even going out of town in the first place. Getting bored, I fiddle with the camera in my bag in front of me on the floor, it was my graduation present. It was a Cannon T3I 18 Megapixel EOS Rebel. The camera I had picked out since my freshman year of High School. As far as my parents knew, I was going to a last-minute internship with a professional photographer to help make my portfolio for the college I was going to in the fall. But I was the only one that knew the real reason I was going to Indiana was to see my secret lover, Carson Morozza. Okay so he wasn’t exactly my so-called lover, but he was an online friend that I had a huge thing for, and by thing I mean attraction. It was a huge lust I had burning for him, and he knew it too. For the past nine months I had been saving up every other paycheck I got from work to be able to buy the ticket for this trip, and nothing was going to stop me. Lucky for me, he knew how to forge the paperwork so my parents actually bought the whole ordeal about me having an internship to begin with. Before I knew it, we were at the airport and my phone was ringing like crazy. I hurried to answer it, eager to hear his voice on the other end, telling me that he caught up with something at work and might be a little late getting to the airport to pick me up. I told him it was okay and that I’ll be fine.He even promised that it wouldn’t interfere with the plans he had for him and I that night. Besides, He didn’t need to stress about me, I was the one doing all the stressing. We hadn’t even known each other a year and hear I was, flying all the way from Atlanta, Georgia, to Anderson, Indiana. After getting off the phone with him, I headed to the attendance desk after checking the monitors to find out my flight time and which terminal to be in. Realizing I only had about ten minutes, I ran across the huge Atlanta airport with two minutes to spare. Whew. After I boarded the plane it all seemed a blur to me, because I am pretty sure I had fallen asleep as soon as I sat down in my seat. Although I did have a semi-rude awakening due to the intensity of the volume on the plane intercom. “Passengers please fasten your seat belts for landing…” Within minutes, we the plane was on the ground and I was walking out the tunnel from the plane into the terminal of the Indianapolis airport. As soon as I had passed the gates and was standing in the terminal, I instantly started looking around for him. I didn’t see him within the first few minutes I was there… So to pass some time i went over to a bench and put my stuff down and pulled out my camera to see how the zoom worked on it. I was looking through the lens on the camera and fiddling around with the zoom on it, looking around the airport with it when i came across an adorable yet sexy, long blonde-haired guy in the airport, leaning against a wall, looking down at the book in his hands. It looked like a perfect shot of natural photography so I zoomed in a bit closer and snapped a picture. I couldn’t see what he was reading, but what instantly caught my attention was the jacket the guy was wearing. It was a black & grey jacket, with something embroidered on the sleeve, near the cuff of his right jacket sleeve. I zoomed in even closer to see the writing. It read out to be “Redínk” embroidered in bright red thread. My mouth dropped. It was Carson. Trying not to drop my camera in the process, I hurried to put it away before walking–practically running over to where he was at. I approached him slowly and while I was trying to act smooth while walking by, I failed to notice my shoelace was untied and fell over my own two feet, right in front of him. Seeing me, he instantly closed the book and leaned down to help me up. Still sitting on the floor looking up at him, I froze for a moment, admiring the features of his face. What really pulled my attention to him wasn’t his smile or the way his hair fell in front of his face, it was his eyes. He had the most amazing deep-blue sapphire eyes that I had ever seen in my life. For that moment, I had forgotten my own name. I was speechless. It took me about two whole minutes for reality to sink back in before I realized what had been going on. He held out his hand to help me up from my fall, and I took it cautiously, trying to maintain my balance this time. I said thanks for the help up before pausing to catch his name. “Oh, I’m Carson, by the way…and you are?” he asked. I almost froze again. “I-I’m… um…” I stuttered frantically while trying to remember my name. He noticed my jacket I was wearing and asked me about it. “Ella, is it?” He said, glancing down at the embroidery in my dance team jacket from school. I opened my mouth to respond before finally choking on the words to say to him. “No, it’s actually Victoria… My teammates call me Ella because of my middle name, Arabella.” He looks down to me and smiled. Noticing the height difference between us, it was an exact foot difference. Him being six-foot-three and myself being five-foot-three in height. I look up to him shyly, like a kid embarrassed for doing something they shouldn’t have when he smiled down at me and spoke to me again. “Victoria, it’s been nine months too long to wait for this.” he said before leaning down to me and reaching his hands around my waist and pulling me in for a mind-blowing kiss, just like in the movies. I felt electric shocks run through my body at the feel of his lips on mine. Within reflex, I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back with all of the energy I had in that moment. God, this was absolutely perfect. As soon as he pulled away we exchanged the same glance, knowing what the other wanted and he practically dragged me across the airport to go get my luggage so we could get going for his so-called “surprise” he had for me that night. As we walked out the front door of the airport, me dragging my suitcase behind me, grateful I had brought the one on wheels, I was in awe when I saw him pull up to the doors of the building in his car. My god was I lucky. Not only was he good looking and a hell of a kisser, he had a 2012 Shelby Cobra Crimson-Red convertable Mustang GT. I tossed my suitcase and camera bag on the backseat and got in. As soon as I got the door closed, we took off. within the next 5 minutes we were on the interstate, me being clueless to where we were going, or not even caring at that point in time. We had been driving a little over an hour or so when the sun started to set. A little after what I want to say was seven or eight at night, We pulled up to a huge building that looked like a mansion in my opinion. As we walked inside I looked around the room in amazement, if I hadn’t of known any better, I would have said the place was much more than even a five-star hotel, it was like the kind of hotel a celebrity would stay in on vacation. While I was still wandering around, admiring the decor, he came up behind me and sneakily wrapped one arm around my waist, pulling me to his side to walk with him, flashing a shiny green room key-card in front of me as we approached the bright golden doors of the elevator.
On what seemed like the top floor of the hotel, he released his grip from around me, and led me to a door with the room number 918. I laughed quietly at the joke, realizing the pun within the numbers. We walked in the room, me first, him following behind me. My stomach instantly tied in knots when i heard the door lock behind me. Feeling the heat in the room, I slid my jacket off, placing it on the bed next to me. Turning around to face him, As he took a few steps closer, I felt the nervousness in my stomach get worse. I looked for another way out of the room, since he was blocking the door. I ended up going out on to the balcony outside, looking up at the stars, talking to myself for a few minutes. I heard him walk up behind me when I turned to face him and said, “Maybe this is a mistake, maybe I shouldn’t have come all the way out here…” I got cut off by him shutting me up with another amazing mind-blowing kiss. I pulled away to walk in to the room, basically regretting traveling all the way up here just to back out. As soon as I reached for the door, he pulled my arm back, turning me to face him and slams the door behind me. Suddenly, next thing I know I’m being pinned against the wall, as he’s kissing and biting my neck, one of his hands holding my arms above my head so I cant push him off, and his other hand feeling the curves of my left side, stopping on my hip and gripping it, pulling me closer to him as he bites down harder on my neck, making my lust burn for him even more. Everything was happening so fast that I don’t even remember how I ended up from being pinned to the wall one minute, to being on the king-sized bed the next. All I was aware of now was the intense make-session we were currently in. I was laying on my back on the bed, him on top of me, grinding against my body fiercely, making it very clear that he was highly aroused at the situation, I had my hands wrapped around his neck, kissing him passionately as he moved from my lips to my neck, kissing it gently before beginning to bite it teasingly, knowing that was my biggest turn-on spot. As he bit down harder on my neck, my back began to arch slightly, pressing my body up against his before he pushed me back down and began to slowly yet teasingly undo each button on my blouse one by one, driving me crazy at the urge to want to get it off of me, As soon as my shirt was out of the picture, I reach around to the collar of his t-shirt and begin to start tugging on it roughly, ripping the collar of it before yanking it off of him. Catching a glimpse what I was wearing underneath the blouse, he pulls away from me for a moment to look my body over eagerly. Feeling his eyes roam my body, I get even more turned on in the moment, trying to reach down between us to get my jeans off when I instead reach for him, feeling the outside of his jeans, noticing how extremely hard he was already. Looking up at him and smirking, I grab ahold of his belt buckle and undo it slowly, before yanking the belt off of him and tossing it to the side of the bed. Then I undo the button of his jeans and tug on them, giving him a signal to get out of them, because I wanted him more than ever right at that moment then I had ever wanted him before. After he got his jeans off, he went straight after mine, surprisingly enough getting them off with much ease, confusing me slightly because i had worn a pair of extremely-tight jeans to begin with. Laying underneath him, only in my bra and underwear still, I felt his hands roam my entire body while kissing me passionately. My body felt like it was on fire from his touch. Before I knew it, the last of his clothes were already gone and he had just unhooked my bra while my back had been arched. I felt his warm breath on my skin as he kissed from my lips to my neck down to my chest, arousing me even more in want for him. Suddenly, I felt the heat of his breath on my hipline as he dragged my underwear down my legs with his teeth. Damn that move just made things a whole lot more interesting. Feeling his hands roam my body once more now that I was completely unclothed, I’m burning in the moment, passionately kissing, grinding against each other skin on skin, he softly whispers in my ear: “Victoria, tell me what you want, this is your first, I’ll do anything to make it perfect.” Before I quiet him with another passionate kiss, I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him down to me. I softly whisper to him with a simple request. “Fuck me now, fast, and as hard as you can. Don’t hold back because you’re my first, I can handle it.” I pulled him closer before sinking my teeth into his neck, showing him that I can handle being rough.Before he goes all the way with me, he teases me even more by spreading my legs and flicking the outer lips of my pussy with his tongue. Damn he knew how to tease me. Feeling his tongue there was nearly the greatest thing he could do to me. One minute he’s plunging his tongue into me and then the next thing I know I’m moaning loudly at a mixture of pain and pleasure as he enters me with his rock-hard cock, thrusting into me slowly. The pleasure being the stronger emotion over the pain of losing my virginity.. Eighteen years of innocence gone in a flash, which at this point, I really didn’t care. After years of being naive I finally knew the feeling of pure ecstasy, and my god was it a good feeling. I pull his face to mine as we passionately kiss while he’s thrusting into me, increasing his speed each time, driving me purely mad, because he knew he was hitting my G-spot, which was driving me over the edge with pleasure. We went on like this… Him teasing my body while fucking me, doing everything he could from kissing me intensely to biting on my neck, even to sucking gently but roughly on my nipples, making me arch my back so high that even I was surprised that I was that flexible. What seemed like hours later, I started moaning loudly into the kissing as my body shivered before tensing up completely, as soon as I reached my arms to the side to cling to the sheets on the bed, his body tensed with mine as we both lost control and cum at the same time, causing him to get weak and fall on the bed beside me, both of us sounding relieved after what seemed like forever to me. Sitting up in the bed, he looks down to me, hiding behind the hair in front of my face and pulls on my arm to sit me up in the bed next to him. Wrapping his arms around me, I end up cuddling with him while sitting on his lap when he reaches for something on the nightstand next to the bed. Watching him carefully, he hands me a little silver box with a blue bow on it. I open the box to see a shiny silver-chrome ring on a necklace chain sitting in the box. I pick it up out of the box to read the writing on it. It read “and she will be loved” engraved on the outer part in black cursive writing. Tilting the ring to read the inner engraving , it read just two letters with a symbol in the middle, reading out to say “V & C” in the same writing , but in smaller letters. As I turned slightly so he could put the necklace on me, he told me to look outside to see part of the surprise he had planned. Looking outside through the balcony doors I could see what he was talking about as numerous fireworks filled the night sky. Pulling me back in his arms, almost like cradling me, he looks down to me and kisses me softly on the forehead before looking me in the eyes and saying “I love you Victoria, always.” And with that I curled up into his arms with my head on his chest and fell asleep smiling, knowing that I was truly loved after all.