Envy

A/N: By popular demand..... =]
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“Ready” ((FLASHBACK))


Paul sighed softly, propping himself up on his elbow as he stared down at Lindsey, who was snuggled up next to him. He gently pushed a lock of hair out of her face and bent down, brushing his lips against hers. She had fallen asleep during the movie, all curled up next to him, wearing his old football jersey from high school -she looked too damn sexy in it.

He was worried that he was seriously falling for her. They had been together for about seven months now and Paul had told her just about everything. He could tell her anything and didn’t have trouble talking about anything with her. Not only was she his girlfriend who he really, deeply cared for, but she was becoming his best friend and that, he learned, was so much more important than anything else right now.

As if she could hear his thoughts, Lindsey slowly opened her eyes and stretched, a sleepy grin forming on her lips, “Hey you.” she yawned, blinking her eyes until they adjusted to the light. “Movie over?”

“Yep.” Paul chuckled, running his fingers through Lindsey’s hair. He slid down so his body was flush against hers as she turned to face Paul, wrapping her arms around him tightly.

Paul moved one of his legs between hers and covered Lindsey’s lips with his own, his hand holding the side of her face as his mouth explored hers deeply, gently sucking on her tongue when she quivered and moaned beside him, her body arching into his when he pressed himself against her fully. Paul peppered kisses on her full lips, his fingers playing in her hair as he did and that’s when it slipped out. It was whispered, entirely breathy and heavy, barely heard, but clear as crystal nonetheless.

“God, I love you.”

Lindsey’s eyes shot open and Paul froze. Lindsey blinked a couple times as Paul slowly opened his eyes, meeting his dark with her light as they both tried to process what just happened. A slow blush crept up Lindsey’s cheeks as Paul drew his brows together, searching for words, but to no avail. Lindsey finally placed her hand on top of Paul’s, catching his line of vision once more and smiled softly.

“I love you too, Paul.” she whispered softly.

Paul let out a long, heavy breath he didn’t know he was holding. He honestly didn’t know how it slipped out-he had been wanting to wait a little while, to make sure he meant it, but obviously he did and it felt so natural, saying it to Lindsey… and the fact that she said it back made it even better. He couldn’t help it, a broad toothy smile emerged on his face right before he moved to hover over Lindsey, kissing her hard on the lips.

She squealed under him gleefully and wrapped her arms and legs around his body, loving the feel of his weight over her. She never knew if he was ever going to feel that way about her or if he would ever say it, but his reaction to her saying it back was priceless and she was going to remember this moment for the rest of her life. She really did fall in love with the likes of Paul Harlow.

“Paul…” Lindsey gasped as he held her hips gently, “I’m ready.”

Paul nodded his head, burying his face into the crook of her neck as he reached down to slip her panties off, tossing them to the floor next to his bed. Lindsey wrapped her legs around his hips as he bent back down to kiss her, slow and tender, a promise of things to come. He teased her gently with his fingers, making her arch against him and sigh, a soft smile stayed on her face through it all.

She couldn’t tell if the moments that passed were going by slowly or so quickly she couldn’t keep up, but they were lying together, Paul hovering over her, honest written all over her face. Lindsey held his sides, widening her legs for him and bit her bottom lip, grinning up towards Paul, who had a look of determination and slight unease at the same time. He didn’t want to hurt her.

“I’m sorry.” Paul grunted softly, covering her lips with his own. He moved her legs a bit wider and took a deep breath, keeping his lips on hers, “I’m so sorry Lindsey. Just relax.” he whispered again.

Lindsey sighed in response and waited, feeling him position himself at her slick entrance. As he pushed himself inside her with on sudden movement, she gasped loudly, ripping her mouth away from Paul’s as she felt the sudden pain overcome her body. Paul held still within her, staring down at Lindsey as she breathed heavily, trying to calm herself down, willing herself not to cry.

“Ouch.” she half laughed, trying to smile up at Paul. She was trying to lighten the mood because she could tell that he felt like a piece of shit for hurting her. She expected it to hurt though. It was suppose to hurt. “I’m okay.”

“I’m sorry.” Paul rasped, sighing heavily.

Lindsey wrapped her legs around Paul’s hips and grinned, reaching to pull him down so she could kiss him again, telling him it was okay and that she loved him, and he responded with an ‘I love you’ back. He kissed her back slowly, one of his hands coming up to cup her breast gently as he did. She knew he wasn’t going to start moving until she gave him the okay so Lindsey experimentally moved her hips, trailing her hands down Paul’s back. He got the hint and chuckled lightly against her mouth.

His movements were slow and deliberate, taking his time not to hurt her, he peppered kisses along her chest and over her face, surprising himself where this gentleness came from, out of the blue. He had run through many scenarios of what would happen if this time came, but not one of them were like this. He grinned down at Lindsey when she moaned low, arching her back slightly, creating a whole new angle for them.

And she felt so good too. Paul grunted heavily, burying his face in the crook of her neck as he moved in and out of her tight, heated body. He wasn’t going to last long, which may have been a good thing for Lindsey right now, but he wanted it to last forever. But reality was, Paul hadn’t had sex in at least eight months, and now he was finally having it, it was with Lindsey, the tightest girl he had ever had, who he loved and honestly…he wouldn’t have it any other way. She was perfect.

Moments of heated stares, damp bodies slowly sliding against each other and heavy breathing went by, until Paul couldn’t take it anymore. Lindsey was too much for him right now and everything on top of all the new emotions took over his body, but he wasn’t going to finish first. He couldn’t do that to her, it wouldn’t be right. Even though he knew what was about to happen. And it did.

“Wait…wait, I cant-” Lindsey gasped heavily, biting at her bottom lip. “Paul its too much.” she whispered.

Paul sighed heavily, nodding as he pushing inside her a few more times before pulling out right before he fell over his cliff, his release spilling on Lindsey’s thigh. Not as romantic as he was going for, but they had never really talked about that part of sex before. He didn’t want her to freak out if he came inside her.

Lindsey was left breathing heavily, along with Paul, supporting himself on his hands and knees above her, he leaned down and caught her lips with his, sliding his tongue across her bottom lip, “Sorry.” he chuckled.

“I wish I wasn’t a freak.” Lindsey bit her bottom lip.

“I told you, I’ll get you over it.” Paul whispered, grabbing a shirt off the floor quickly to clean up Lindsey’s thigh. “Shit.” he cursed softly, sliding off the bed, he scooped Lindsey up, “I’m so sorry, baby girl, I forgot about that…”

“What are you-” Lindsey started, then gasped softly when she saw. Blood. She had forgotten about that as well. Bright red crept up her face when she looked up at Paul, who was carrying her into the bathroom. “Oh my god, I’m so sorry.” she whispered.

Paul drew his brows together and sat her down on the countertop, “Why are you apologizing?”

Lindsey bit her bottom lip, “I got blood on you…and your sheets.” she said softly back, clearly mortified.

Paul ran a washcloth under warm water and began wiping the blood off of Lindsey’s thighs, then himself. When he was done, he cupped her face in his hands and kissed her lips softly, “Don’t say sorry.” he whispered. “It happens -its suppose to. Don’t worry about it.”

Lindsey nodded, worrying her bottom lip softly, “Was it okay?” she finally asked softly, peering up at Paul with her big baby blue eyes.

Paul gave Lindsey a lopsided grin and wrapped his arms around her shoulders, kissing her lips softly, “It was perfect, baby girl.” he murmured against her lips. “I’m sorry I hurt you.”

Lindsey chuckled softly, running her hands up and down Paul’s back, “It wasn’t that bad,” she shrugged, “I was over-reacting…as usual.” she teased, giggling when Paul pinched her side playfully in reply.

Paul reached behind him and grabbed his black robe hanging on the bathroom door, wrapping it around Lindsey, “Wait here while I go change the sheets, then we can go to bed, okay?” he whispered, cupping her face in his hands -since when did he get so damn mushy, Lindsey wondered.

“You’re awfully smushy tonight.” Lindsey smiled goofily at Paul.

He smirked back at her, running his fingertips up Lindsey’s thighs, “Baby I just told you how I really felt about you and took your virginity…cant be an asshole all the time, not tonight.”



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