Things were now moving ahead at an indeterminate speed. With no safety net, I allowed myself to enjoy the fall. Who knows how messed up things would be tomorrow, but for today, Eddie Munson was half naked in my bed, staring at me, waiting for my next move. He lifted his arms to rest behind his head, as if to say, "come and get me."

I had no intention of making it to the dance tonight if my other option was this. Eddie may have been able to knock a couple things off his bucket list tonight, but this had been slowly climbing to the top of mine, and I wouldn't give up so easily.

I leaned over the bed until my hands made contact on either side of Eddie. I lifted myself slowly on the bed until I was hovering over him with my knees bent. Our bodies were close, but we weren't touching. The smile never left his face.

"I hope you know we're going to be late" I whispered.

"Come here" he said, his voice quiet but deep. His simple but positive inflection was doing things to me.

I bent my elbows to lean down close enough to smell his cologne. It was warm and dark, with musky hints of clove.

"Eddie the Conquered" I whispered, reaching up for his hands, bringing them down to either side of his head and clasping his wrists in my hands, while going in for the kiss.

I was growing more confident. I knew I wanted to take things as slow as I could handle while building courage, but my body was screaming to be touched. I parted his lips with my tongue and slipped it further into his mouth. He tasted like the wintergreen tic tacs he kept in his front jacket pocket.

I deepened the kiss as I massaged my tongue against his. I was still hovering over him, leaving space between our bodies. Eddie was beginning to squirm below me. My hair was draped over either side of our faces, creating a curtain. I released his left hand to sweep my hair to the side. He took the opportunity of having a free hand and moved it down to my waistline. I realized I was still fully clothed. He lifted the hem of my t shirt with the slightest movement, exposing the bare skin below and dragging his fingers gently across the side of my stomach. I released his other wrist and laced my fingers through his.

"Can I?" He asked, tugging my shirt upward slightly. I could tell then that even though his body was visibly begging for this, he wasn't going to do something that would make me uncomfortable. I was in charge, which meant I had to lead the way.

I pushed myself up into a sitting position, and he followed propping himself up on his forearms. I intentionally sat back on his legs, leaving his waist, and growing bulge, between us. The slacks left almost nothing to the imagination, and that was a mountain I wasn't ready to summit just yet. I think he caught me take a glance at his waist, because he slightly readjusted. Once again, a full grin was plastered on his face as he watched. I leaned back and slowly lifted the shirt from the bottom up, until I tugged it over my head and tossed it to the side. I was left wearing a simple underwire bra with no padding. The fabric was just thin enough that you could see my nipples poking forward.

He reached up again and put his full palm on my stomach. His thin long fingers outstretched, I put my hand on top of his. I was enjoying his touch, but internally screaming. I don't know how long I would hold out before I needed to see what was next. What he would do if given the chance.

I lifted my hips and moved myself a few inches forward. Our hips were aligned and I could feel him just below me. The only problem was, we were separated by two layers of pants. His hand lowered to my hip and he closed his eyes as he took a deep breath. I could tell this was causing him some agony as he visualized exactly what he wanted to happen next. With his eyes closed, I allowed myself to brush my hand softly on the side of his thigh, until I reached his groin. I rested my hand on him gently, applying a little pressure. Even below the pants, he jolted. That excited me. I wanted to explore further. I wished we could skip past the in between parts and just be together. Still, I was scared. I moved my hand up and down his erection twice, the pants still separating us from full contact.

"Annie, respectfully, you're driving me crazy here," Eddie said looking back up at me.

"I'm quite enjoying myself… I want to savor every moment, I don't know the next time Eddie Munson will be in my room again," I said playfully as I reached both hands to the button of his pants. It was now or never.

"Every damn day if that's what you want," he said, his voice cracking at the end as in one motion I pulled down his pants and boxers slowly. His erection was pointed down with the fabric until it was finally released and nearly sprung back into place.

"Oh" I whispered nervously. If every girl in Hawkins High knew that this was what he was working with, maybe he wouldn't be such an outcast.

I reached down and grasped my hand around his penis. The skin was smooth and firm. I gave it my full attention as I began stroking. I could tell he was going wild. I looked up at him, and he was watching my every move. His mouth had gone slack. No more smile, he was completely focused on the pleasure I was giving him as I played with him.

"I want to feel you too," he said, grabbing my hand that was on him. He pulled me forward, leaning over and kissing my wrist as it crash landed by his head. He leaned down to push gently down on my hips until I was fully straddling him and my waist came in contact with his bare crotch. I was still wearing jeans, so I wanted to be extra careful with my movements. He pulled me into a deep, longing kiss. I returned the enthusiasm as I leaned my whole body on top of his.

In a swift movement, he placed both hands behind my back and began to work at my bra clasp. He almost stopped to ask permission, being respectful every step of the way, but I nodded my head, not breaking our kiss, and he had it unclamped quickly. He grabbed the straps of my bra and slowly brought them down my shoulders, until my chest was exposed and I slid my arms out.

"Oh-ho yes" he chuckled. I leaned forward so my breasts would let the magic of gravity dangle them closer to him. I grabbed his hand to bring it to myself as I said, "What, you've never see tits before Munson?" Laughing. I was more at ease now. I could be my honest self and I could still have fun with Eddie.

"With the ladies around my part of town, you're lucky to get some scratch off tickets. Now this… this feels like winning the lottery," he said, clasping my breasts in both hands. He began to massage them gently as he pulled me in for more kisses. He pulled me close and wrapped his arms around me as he began rotating my body to the left to climb on top. But with his pants still on halfway down his thighs, he got caught and stumbled. What happened was more of a tuck-and-roll situation and he crash landed on me. I burst out laughing.

"Uhh, yeah, lets get these off," he said as he rolled off of me. He hopped onto the side of the bed to slip off his pants and boxers, and his socks with it. Eddie was standing in my bedroom completely naked. I allowed myself to look at him fully. His legs were thin but strong, you could see the v line of his hips to his pelvic bone, his chest was flat, and the muscles on his arms toned from perfecting the electric guitar. His hair hung disheveled but beautifully. He picked up part of his hair and brought it over the lower half his face, as if to hide from embarrassment, a cheeky gesture. I was still on the bed with only my legs covered beneath these restrictive jeans, which wouldn't last long at the pace we were going.

"Umm… do you have protection?" I asked. Before, we were just fooling around, exploring each other. I dove into the deep end, letting him know my final intentions. I've never seen him move quicker as he dove for the abandoned jacket by my vanity table.

And that's when we heard the garage door open.