“I’m scared,” I whispered.

“Don’t be.” His voice sounded reassuring, so I slowly unclenched my legs. He took the opportunity to spread them wide, and I moaned loudly as I felt his fingers gently touching my private spot. “How does this feel?” he whispered as he ran his fingers up and down, making me wetter and wetter.

“It feels good,” I whispered and closed my eyes as my body was filled with unfamiliar feelings. I felt like a woman. I felt like I finally understood the secret of love and sex. I now understood why so many people made a big deal of sex.

“Good,” he whispered. His finger started rubbing me gently, and I felt an even more intense feeling building up in me. I tried to close my legs to stop the feeling from spreading because I thought I was going to pee.

“Stop.” I whispered, terrified that I was going to pee on his finger.

“What’s wrong?” he groaned and looked down at me. “Are you okay?”

“I just feel like I’m going to...” I whispered, not wanting to finish the sentence.

“Oh,” he laughed. “Are you scared because you’re wet?”

I nodded and he shook his head. “Don’t be embarrassed, Riley. It’s natural. It’s beautiful. Just like you.”

“Are you sure?” I groaned as I felt his finger enter me slightly. “What are you doing?”

“I’m just seeing how tight you are,” he groaned. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“Hurt me?”

“When I enter you for the first time.” He smiled gently. “I’m using my finger to see how wet you are and how tight you are. When I enter you, it’s going to hurt a little bit.”

“Oh.” I trembled slightly.

“Don’t worry. I’ll make it as pain free as possible. Part of that is my making you as wet as possible.”

“Oh, okay.”

“Now relax.” He groaned and pushed me back down.

I felt his face between my legs, and I lay there still as a rock in anticipation. I never could have predicted how good it was going to feel. His tongue felt warm against me, and he licked me up and down as if he were a puppy lapping up milk. I felt my legs clenching on his face as my body trembled and shook. I was not prepared for the rush I felt when his tongue entered me. I’d thought his finger had felt good, but his tongue was something else altogether. It was warm and hard and soft all at the same time.

Hudson seemed to be enjoying it as well, grunting as he licked me and teased me. I was sad when he withdrew his tongue from me, but then he started sucking on a sweet spot and I knew I couldn’t stop what was about to happen.

“Oh, Hudson!” I screamed, reaching down and grabbing his head as I felt myself having my first orgasm. “Ooooh!” I screamed as I felt the heaviness down low erupting onto his face.

“Oh, Riley, you taste so sweet,” he groaned and held my thighs as he licked me. I moaned as he kissed back up my legs and then kissed me on the lips. “I can’t hold back any longer,” he muttered and reached over to the bag, removing a box. I watched as he pulled out a packet and ripped it open.

“Can I?” I whispered as he was about to place the condom on the tip of his penis.

“Okay.” He guided my hand. I rolled the rubber onto his hard shaft, and he groaned as my fingers ran down him. “Are you trying to make me come?” He groaned and pushed me back down. “I’m going to go slow,” he whispered. “I’m going to go slow so it doesn’t hurt.”

I nodded and lay back, opening my legs wide.

He entered me slowly and sweetly. I cried out when it hurt slightly, and he looked at me in concern. I nodded at him to keep going, and he pushed into me farther and harder until he was all the way inside of me. My fingers found their way to his back, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. Hudson increased his movements and his pace, and I felt as if my body were becoming one with his as he filled me with pleasure. Hudson groaned as he increased his pace even more. He opened his eyes and stared down into mine as he continued making love to me. I felt his body still for a moment and then he moved faster and faster before collapsing down on me.

“I love you, Riley,” he whispered as he rolled off of me and pulled me into his arms. “I hope I didn’t hurt you.”

“You didn’t.” I smiled at him and snuggled into him.

“Did you come?” he asked, and he stroked my breast.

“I don’t know.” I shook my head. “I didn’t come like before.”

“Oh no.” He looked upset. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay. It still felt good.”

“I want it to feel more than good.” He grinned and kissed me. “We’ll do it again so I can try again.”

“I won’t say no to that.” I smiled up at him and laughed as I felt his fingers between my legs again. “And I love you too.”

“I never want this night to end.” He stroked my hair and gazed into my eyes. “I never want to forget this night of magic.”

“Me either,” I whispered back at him. “Me either.”

I saw a light shining in the bag and realized that Hudson’s phone had just received a text message. I saw Clara’s name and my heart thudded in guilt.

“Promise me that we will always both treasure this moment,” Hudson continued, and I diverted my attention to him.

“I will never forget.” I pulled him towards me and kissed him hard, wrapping my arms and legs around him. I could hear his heart beating next to mine, and I allowed myself to melt into the moment.

That night had been the only night we’d ever made love. It had been the last night we’d ever spent with each other. I could still remember it like it was yesterday. I still held it close to me. I had hoped that the next time I saw Hudson we could pretend like nothing had ever happened. We could pretend like everything that had happened was a dream. I’d hoped we could go back to being friends. I knew that I could never hope for us to talk about love again. Not after our betrayal. What we had done was wrong and we had both paid for it. I just hadn’t realized I would be paying for it for the rest of my life.

Hudson

Present Day

I walked into the gym feeling tense. It had been a couple of days since I had seen Riley and she hadn’t come back, but I wasn’t hopeful that I could avoid her forever. Not now that she was writing an article about the championships. I knew that I was probably going to see her again, but I didn’t want to. Well, that was a lie. I did want to, but I didn’t want to want to.

I pulled out my ringing phone as I walked to the weights. “Hey, what’s up?”

“How’s it going?” Luke sounded eager as he gushed down the phone. “Nick says you’re awesome, which I already knew of course.”

“It’s fine. What do you want?”

“Is that any way to speak to your best friend?”

I sighed. “I’m busy.”

“Well sorry, Mr. Trump.” He paused. “I saw Clara’s mom today at the grocery store.”

“And?”

“She was using food stamps.”

“Oh?”

“She had to put some food back because she didn’t have enough.” He continued. “I felt bad for her, but I only had twenty dollars. Nothing I could do, you know?”

“Yeah.” I bit my lower lip. “I guess she still hasn’t found a job.”

“I guess she planned on Clara always looking after her.”

“Yeah.” I closed my eyes and leaned against the wall. “That was the plan.”

“Anyways, I thought I would let you know.”

“Yeah.”

“Just in case you were thinking of backing out,” he continued. “You know, Clara would—”

“I gotta go, Luke.” I hung up the phone angrily and quickly walked to the locker room.

I slowly opened the door, wishing that I could wake up one day and be out of this nightmare. I paused as I opened the door and heard the other guys talking.

“She has a tight body,” I heard Justin say. “I’d love to bend her over and...”

“I’d take her in the shower.” Channing sounded gruff. “I’d fuck her so hard that she’d be begging me to stop.”