Lemony!

Kayla POV

I moved the fold able mirror left and then right. Each way I turned it the large hickey on my neck was noticeable. Me and Lucas hadn't had sex, I wanted to, but I also didn't want my first time to be in a jeep in an empty theater parking lot. He took it well, agreeing that it wasn't the best place to get it on. We continued to kiss for a little while longer. Until we decided it was getting late and we should probably head back.

Winter break was only a day in, and we'd already made his car all hot and sweaty. I tried my best to cover the dark purple mark, but I had lunch with his mother today and I was sure she had seen it. I took the liberty of checking and retouching it up in the bathroom while I waited for the check to arrive. Lunch hadn't been awkward just different. She was such a warm person to be around and not at all like her son. You didn't have to work to get her to talk.

Now I was in my room lying down on the bed. I shut the mirror and tossed it behind me. What did she think of me now? Her, now, only son leaving hickeys on a girls neck she barely even knew. I looked up as a soft knock on the door sounded. It was well past eleven and I hadn't expected company. I padded over to the door in my socks and PJ's hoping to God it wasn't anyone that would make fun of me for the ensemble. I opened it and behind it stood Lucas. Dressed in a white dress shirt that was rolled up to his elbows and black slacks.

"What are you doing here?" He smiled and stepped inside. I shut the door and locked it.

"I just got back from dinner with dad." He pulled me into him and put his hands in my loose hair. "He likes you." He said.

"Really? Because I'm pretty sure your mom saw that gift you left me and I thought for sure I was done." He breathed deep and looked down at her neck with dark eyes.

"I like it." She giggled.

"You would, you dog." She slid her hands up his chest and pushed him down on the bed. They'd been slowly backing up toward it. He put his arms around her and began kissing her. She moan against his mouth. She straddled him and he pulled away. The soft ecstasy of his lips on her neck returned. She couldn't believe she'd never had this feeling before. She knew when they actually had sex it would be great.

They moaned against each other and she sat up. His hands slipped down until they rested on her hips. She smiled down at him and pulled her shirt up over her head. It had gotten hot in the room. He stared at her like she were the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen. In his presence it was easy to believe it were true. His silver eyes shone bright in the dark. "God, Kayla, you're killing me." She rolled over and he was on top. He held himself up, trying not to put all his weight on her, but she wanted to feel him. She helped him pull his nice shirt off by unbuttoning it. This was what she wanted. Right? Yes, Yes, Yes. She wanted this more than anything in the world.

He came down again and she placed her hands in his hair. Oh she loved his hair. The unique color of it was beautiful. He put his lips on her neck and sucked and lapped his tongue against it, bringing her closer and closer to maximum. She felt a warmth in the bottom half of her body and shut her eyes.

He inched farther down onto the place where her breast met her body.

"Kayla?" he asked quietly. "Don't stop." she said in answer, anticipating what was coming. "Whatever happens, don't stop." She lifted her back up and he unhooked her bra from behind. Today it wasn't as sexy, just a plain white cotton, but he didn't seem to mind it much. He pulled the straps down my freckled shoulders slowly. And then it was off completely. He sighed and breathed in deep. Was he satisfied? His lips met my white skin again and I bucked forward. On the outside was my leg, then his, then mine and then his again. He pulled his head back quickly and looked me in the eyes.

I gasped and looked down to where my center met his member. Through his pants I could see a lump of some sort. I looked back at his eyes and stared. We stared at each other for another moment and then I smiled. I had done that to him. I had made him want me and aroused. He leaned back and placed his lips around my tender nipple and I sighed pleasure. Now I knew what those girls in the locker room had been talking about. And this was just the half of it. He sucked and swiveled his tongue around it.

"Am I your first?" He pulled and looked at me with surprised grays.

"What?"

"You're pretty good at that." I said breathlessly. "I've never... been with anyone like this." I knew that, he'd said so. Back before I believed going furry was possible. "Kayla-" He started but I interrupted him.

"I believe you. You're just amazing with your tongue." He chuckled and then continued. I felt him move against me and then flinched as I felt his hand rest against my naval and then slide down slowly. He was just getting past the elastic in my pajama bottoms when a sharp shrill sounded. We both stopped everything and looked at the black phone on the desk by the couch in my hotel-like room. We looked at each other and I sighed. I pulled myself out from under him and tipped to the phone.

"Hello."

"Hey Kayla," an unexpected voice said. "Is Lucas there? We can't seem to find him." It was Connor.

"Yes." She said embarrassed. Would they automatically know what they were doing? "I'll send him over."

"Thanks." She set the phone on the receiver and turned to him with sad eyes. He was already buttoning up him shirt and tucking it in.