Melody of the Heart (Runaway Train #4)(19)

“Brayden!” I heard Lily call from outside.

I opened up the hatch in the floorboards and peered down at her. “Hey,” I said, lamely.

“I’m sorry I’m late. I didn’t think my parents were ever going to go to sleep.”

I smiled. “It’s okay. Come on up.”

She started up the ladder. When she got to the top, a cloud of her sweet perfume filled my nose. “Hmm, you smell good.”

With a giggle, she replied, “Thanks.” I helped pull her up the last step and into the tree house. As she fell against me, we just stood there, staring at each other. Unable to stop myself, I placed my hand over her heart. I could feel it beating fast.

“Don’t be nervous,” I whispered.

“Aren’t you even a little bit nervous?” she countered.

Ducking my head, I replied, “Yeah, a little.” The truth was as much as I wanted to have sex, I was still petrified. With both of us being virgins, neither one of us knew what we were doing. I sure as hell didn’t want to ruin Lily’s first time by being totally inept.

“Tell me what you’re thinking,” she urged. Because of the love and understanding in her eyes, I told her everything that had been running through my head. “Oh Brayden, you could never ruin my first time. The very fact that it’s with you—the man I love—means more to me than anything in the world.”

I laughed nervously. “You can say that now because we haven’t done anything yet.”

She smiled. “It doesn’t matter.” Dropping her gaze from mine, she then took in the tree house. “Oh my God…” she murmured.

I winced. “I’m sorry that it’s not what you were thinking it would be.”

Shaking her head furiously, Lily replied, “It’s so amazingly beautiful. And the fact that you did it to make it better for us, well, that makes it even more special.”

“You really like it?”

“Yeah, I do.”

A broad smile curved on my lips. “I’m so glad to hear that.”

We then stood around rather awkwardly. Neither one of us sure who was supposed to make the first move or what that first move should be. “Uh, I brought my CD player with me. Let me put on some music,” I said, before I went over to the rickety table by the mattress. Thankfully, I’d remembered the batteries or we would have been out of luck. I switched on the mix CD I had made for the occasion, and U2’s All I Want Is You came out of the speakers. I turned back to smile at Lily before I went back over to her.

“Want to dance?” I asked.

“Sure,” she said, softly.

I drew her to me, wrapping my arms around her waist as her arms went around my neck. We swayed back and forth to the music for a few moments before Lily started giggling uncontrollably. “What’s so funny?” I asked.

“I was just thinking how everything was so romantic except I’m here in a T-shirt and my sweatpants.”

I laughed. “Well, you had to have a get-away outfit. It wasn’t like you could come here naked under a trench coat.”

She cocked her head at me. “Is that what you would have wanted?”

“No, I mean, it would have been cool if you had, but you look great just as you are.”

She gave me a teasing smile. “I have on something underneath this—something I thought you might like.”

My brows shot up so far they probably disappeared into my hairline. “You do?”

“You want to see it?”

Considering my mouth had run dry, I could only nod my head. Lily stepped back from me. Her hand hesitated at the hem of her shirt, so I reached forward to gently pull it over her head. I got an eye-full of her breasts that were pushed up by some lacy, white number. It was like what women back in the day wore. A corset or something.

Lily kicked out of her shoes and shimmied her sweatpants down her legs. When she stepped out of them, my heart shuddered to a stop and then restarted at the sight of her. White lace stockings came up her legs and stopped mid-thigh. Above them a pair of frilly, white panties met the corset. I don’t how long I stood there staring at her.

“I guess you like it, huh?”

“I-It’s amazing.” I swallowed hard. “You’re amazing.”

Her cheeks flushed, and she ducked her head. “I asked my sister, Melanie, to help me with something to wear. You know, for my first time and for your birthday.”

“She won’t tell on you, will she?”

Lily shook her head. “No, our secret is safe.”

I smiled. “Good.”

“Now it’s your turn,” Lily said, as she stepped forward. Her fingers gripped the hem of my Georgia Tech T-shirt and then lifted it over my head. Her hands then smoothed over my chest. I closed my eyes at the feel of her touch. I sucked in a breath as her fingers went to waistband of my sweatpants. She dropped down onto her knees as she tugged them down. I wasn’t wearing any underwear, so my aching hard on sprang free.

Taking me in her hand, Lily stroked me up and down before sliding me into her warm mouth. It was probably only the third or fourth time she’d given me a blow job, but f*ck, she was so good at it. She seemed to pick up a new move to drive me wild, each and every time. Just as I got carried away, I gently tried to push her away. But unlike all the other times, she didn’t let me go. Instead, she kept bobbing up and down my length. “Lils, if you keep that up, I’m going to come,” I groaned.