Chapter 3

His

I watched with tears in my eyes as Ian pulled away from me, without any emotion in his eyes. I knew that he was hurt by my actions and my decision, but he was the one who said that we would be together for this last week.

Last night was amazing. Ian stayed at home with me, sleeping with me. We never really had the chance to sleep together. We sneaked time to do our ‘thing’, and we sometimes missed out on things like that.

I still remembered the feel of his hot body next to mine, the way his fingers held me tightly, never letting me go. We weren’t one inch apart. I could still hear his heartbeat in my ear, where I laid my head on his chest.

But Ian was gone in the morning. He texted me a simple, ‘I won’t be coming to pick you up’ and nothing else. The first thing I did when I got to school was sort him out. Ian was in the school gym, sweating it out.

“Ian!” I screamed and he turned his head towards me. I ran to him, hugging him. Ian didn’t respond. Instead he slowly peeled me away from his sweaty body.

“Ian?” I whispered, crushed.

“Go Khloe. I don’t want to talk to you right now. And it shouldn’t bother you,” he paused and I knew how hard it was for him to get the words out. “You’re leaving this week anyways. I promised to be your date for the dance tonight and I will, but that’s it.”

And that is how I found myself walking out of the gym, contemplating whether I was making the right decision. Ian was perfect in every sense. I knew I could look to a stable future with him, but I wanted my freedom. I wanted to explore new things. Ian wouldn’t understand, but he wouldn’t stop me from going.

“Hey Khlo!” I heard someone call my name. I looked up to see Ian’s friend, Kyle grinning at me. “Ian in there?”

I nodded, managing a smile. “Hey, yeah he’s there.”

Kyle gave me another award-winning smile before walking into the gym. I didn’t really have a lot of girlfriends. Ian took up most of my time and the other times, I was busy studying. I took my books out and walked to class, already hating this day.

Ian didn’t turn up for the first three hours. I was sick with worry. I called him almost a hundred times, but every single time it went to voicemail.

I finally caught up with Kyle at lunch. “Kyle!”

Kyle turned around, eyebrows raised. “Hey Khloe! What’s up?”

“Do you know where Ian is?” I asked.

He frowned. “He didn’t tell you?”

“Tell me what?”

“He went to NYU. He said he was going to check out some apartments for you guys.”

“What?” I almost yelled out. Apartments? NYU? Where the hell was Ian. And just like I knew. I knew exactly where Ian was. I faked a smile when Kyle was about to ask something. “Oh yes! I completely forgot! I need to go, bye!”

Without waiting for him to say anything, I ran out of the hallway, sneaking out of the back entrance of the school. I didn’t have my car, so I had to run.

I ran down the road, to the park. That was where I met Ian. I was the quiet one, Ian was the popular one. Such a cliché, but true. Ian always went to the park when he was angry or depressed.

His parents always expected a lot of him, and the pressure on him was so much, it was unreal. That was how we started talking. I reached the park, holding onto the fence, catching my breath. I saw Ian’s dark hair near the pond.

I ran towards him, stopping when I got in front of him. Ian looked up to me in surprise, his eyes widening.

“Khlo? What are you doing here?”

“You weren’t in school. I was worried,” I gasped, my breath coming out short. Ian frowned, passing me water that was next to him. I took large gulps, thankful for the coolness.

I sat down next to him.

“I’m sorry,” I murmured.

“Why would you do something like this Khloe?” Ian whispered, and I heard the vulnerability in his voice.

“I need... want...” I stammered, “I want to be on my own Ian. I want to take risks, fall down and get back up. You always protect me.”

Ian threw me a sidelong glance. “That’s a bad thing?”

I shook my head. “God no! That isn’t... I just... I don’t know Ian.”

“I trusted you with my heart Khloe. You know how it has been for me all my life. You were the only one who understood, you understood why I needed the control.”

I nodded, of course I knew. “I know Ian. And I love you. I do.”

“But not enough to spend your life with me.”

“No!” I protested, “This is for me Ian. Please, try to understand. I want to prove myself to me.”

Ian didn’t say anything. His hand twisted with mine and a small smile formed on my face. We sat in silence for some time, before Ian spoke.

“I cannot watch you go.”

I knew that. If the roles were reversed, I wouldn’t be able to watch him go either. “I understand.”

“That’s why I’m leaving for Florida tonight.”

I stared at him. “What?”

“I can’t stay knowing you’re leaving Khlo, it’s too hard.”

I nodded, that was the least I could do for him. Except one thing. I turned to him. “In that case, I want you to control me. I need you to dominate me.”

Ian looked surprised, but covered it. “Here?”

I shrugged.

Ian shook his head. “No. I will make love to you.”

I took in a deep breath. Ian grabbed my hand, walking to his car. We drove to his house in silence, I knew no one was going to be there. No one was ever there.

“I love you Ian,” I whispered as he pulled me into his room.

His mouth met mine as he pushed me softly onto the bed. I gasped as his hands found my hard peak, taking his time to twist it, pulling on it. He leisurely explored my mouth, his taste of chocolate and mint exploding in mine.

“Ian,” I moaned as he pulled my shirt off, his mouth meeting my nipple through my bra. I moaned and writhed under as an orgasm threatened to rip through me.

Just as Ian took off my bra, he looked into my eyes and said, “Come kitten.”

And just like that I exploded. I yelled his name as an orgasm ripped through me. That was what he could do to me. Make me cum whenever he wanted.

Ian growled, pushing my shorts down and ripping my panties off. I gasped as I felt his mouth on my burning core. I needed and wanted him like I needed air.

He stroked my slit with his tongue, taking his time to lavish me. I moaned when I felt his teeth on my clit, tugging on the bud, sending shock waves across my body.

“Ian!” I moaned as I felt the all familiar heat spread through me. I was close to cumming. Again.

“Don’t cum Khlo,” Ian smirked at me and I stared at him with surprise. This wasn’t the first time he was telling me this, but I didn’t expect him to say this during our last time.

He slipped his tongue inside my weeping core, lapping me up like a starved man. I moaned and writhed under him, my hands fisting the bed covers and my thighs drawn together keeping his head firmly on my pussy.

“Oh! Fuck! Ian!” I screamed as another orgasm ripped through me just as he sharply thrust his fingers against my g spot.

Ian got off the bed, taking off his clothes. I swallowed as my eyes went to his engorged cock. I could feast on that fine specimen all day and not be tired. I got on all fours, making my way towards him, making sure he knew my intentions.

“Khlo,” Ian whispered, just as I reached him.

I didn’t say anything, as my thumb brushed across the small, glistening drop of precum on his tip. He groaned and I moved forward, taking just his tip into my mouth and sucking. Hard.

“Khlo,” Ian groaned as my hands played with his sac, and I moved my mouth forward, taking more of him into me. I sucked his too hard, working on his entire length.

Swirling my tongue around his length, I smirked when I heard his words of encouragement. I picked his underside, knowing how much he liked it.

Looking up at him, I spoke, “Do you like it when I suck you like this Ian?”

Ian groaned, pulling my hair in his hands. “You know I do kitten.”

I nodded, bobbing my head along his length, humming under my breath. Ian groaned fisting his hands in my hair so hard that it hurt, but I didn’t mind. He pushed me forward, making me take his entire length into my mouth.

His tip moved past my gag reflex, and I looked up with what I was very sure reverence. He was god.

“Fuck!” Ian yelled as he thrust into my mouth, hard and fast. I hollowed my lips, sucking him as hard as I could. Seconds later I tasted his hot cum flow down my throat as he cursed loudly. 

“I love you,” I whispered as I pulled back.

Ian didn’t say anything. He took me in his arms, laying me on the bed, looking into my eyes the entire time.

I gasped as I felt his length penetrate me. Even though we had been having sex for almost a year and a half, he still amazed me. His girth, the way he took me, the way he made love to me.

I closed my eyes, my back arching as he thrust into me.

“Eyes open,” Ian ordered.

Unwillingly, I opened my eyes as he took my body, my heart and soul to heaven. As an orgasm crashed through me, I wondered if I would ever be able to get over Ian. Deep in my heart, I knew I wouldn’t. Ian was my first love... And I feared my only love.