Once I calmed down slightly he raised my legs, putting them up on his shoulders as he started back up again, faster than before. Oh my God is he not finished yet? Holy crap he’s good at this! “Oh God Jamie, harder, go harder,” I gasped.

He grinned and started pumping harder, each thrust a little harder and deeper than the last, making me cry out and moan. He was thrusting so hard now that I was moving up the bed. I put my hands above my head pressing against the headboard trying to keep still as he continued to pound into me.

My body was going crazy, I was tingling all over, I could feel it building, I couldn’t breathe.

“Holy shit, Jamie!” I cried as I climaxed again, my back arching, my walls tightening and convulsing around his shaft, he moaned and gripped my thighs as he came too.

He slumped back down on top of me, we were both gasping for breath and sweating. After a minute or so he eased out, pulling the condom off and throwing it into the trash next to his bed. He rolled onto his side reaching out his hand and pulling me against him, as he slowly ran his hands down my sides.

“That was incredible, Ellie,” he murmured, kissing my nose. I smiled, well at least he remembered my name.

“Yeah it was, thanks for not making me wait too long, stud.” I slapped his chest playfully.

He laughed, “Sorry, I couldn’t resist making you beg, that was the sexiest thing I ever heard, up until then anyway, your orgasm had that beat pretty easily,” he said, grinning from ear to ear.

I blushed, “Right.” I buried my face into his chest, knowing my face would be burning with embarrassment. He wrapped his arms around me pulling me tight against him. “You don’t have much stuff,” I stated, looking around.

He looked a little uncomfortable, “Err no, I’ve not even been here a week,” he said, sounding a little nervous.

“Where were you living before?” I asked casually, wanting to hear the sound of his sexy voice some more. He shifted uncomfortably and I could tell he didn’t want to talk about it, “That’s ok, you don’t have to say.” I rolled so that I was on top of him. I sat up straddling him and looked down at his handsome face, wow he really is hot!

He ran his hands up my thighs and rested them on my hips, just watching me with a smile on his face. I sighed, ok time to go I guess, wow this is a little awkward what do I say? Thanks and goodbye? “Err…. I guess I should get going. Would mind you calling me a cab?” I asked, climbing off of him and looking round the room for my clothes.

“You’re going? Why?” he asked, frowning,

“Well, I’ve never had a one night stand before but I thought that was how it worked, you have sex then you leave,” I joked as I pulled on my panties.

“No, I mean, why do you have to go now? You could stay the night, I could drive you home in the morning.” He rubbed the back of his head looking a little nervous again.

“You want me to stay the night?” I asked, a little shocked. He got up off the bed and walked to me in all his naked glory, I couldn’t keep my eyes off of his body.

“Yeah I want you to stay the night,” he said, smiling his sexy smile at me, making my stomach flutter. Ok, I could definitely stay the night.

“Ok, I’ll just text my friend and tell her, I’m supposed to be staying at hers.” I grabbed my cell phone and sent a quick text to Stacy, saying I’d go to hers in the morning and asking her to leave the window unlocked for me so I didn’t have to walk through the front door and have her parents see me.

I snapped my phone shut and threw it on the side. Jamie was sitting on the bed watching me, I blushed when I realised I was only wearing a pair of panties. He patted the bed next to him and I grinned as I walked back over to him. Jeez this was going to be a great night! A slow smile spread over his face as he bent his head to kiss me, starting all over again where we left off.

Chapter 4

I woke in the morning my head a little fuzzy from the alcohol, and my body aching all over slightly from our activities last night. Jamie was a lot of fun in bed and not like Mark at all. Mark was serious and dominant; he was a ‘lay on your back and spread your legs’ kind of guy. He never once wanted to change positions and if I ever suggested me being on top he refused adamantly, looking at me as if I had grown a second head.

Jamie on the other hand was different, he seemed up for anything, trying out different positions and angles. He wasn’t serious at all, he was flirty and would tickle me making me giggle and squirm, chatting easily in between sessions. After having sex for the third time we’d finally fallen asleep.

I tried to roll over, but I couldn’t. He was practically laying on me pinning me to the bed, his head was on my back, his leg thrown over mine. This was the first time I had actually spent the night with a guy before too. Whenever Mark and I had been together it had been a quick - actually compared to Jamie, Mark was very quick now that I think about it - anyway, it was a quick fumble somewhere before we would go home. He never once stayed over, and since we both lived with our parents that made it impossible.

I wriggled again and Jamie moved off of me, I rolled over to look at him, hoping that I didn’t have vodka goggles on last night and I was going to wake up to some spotty, ugly guy or something. I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw him, jeez he is so hot. He looked so peaceful sleeping, like an angel.

I scooted closer to him and he unconsciously wrapped his arms around me, holding me securely to his side. I glanced down his body, I drew in a shaky breath at what I saw. The scars that I had vaguely seen last night in the dingy light, whilst having too much to drink, were really noticeable in the daylight. He had a lot of them, way too many to count. They were all over his chest and abs.