There's a part two!! Woo!! I hope you like it, and please don't be afraid to tell me what you think.

WARNING: mature content

Arden

"Arden, you've been ignoring this topic for weeks now. This is obviously something very important to you and I think that it is vital that we talk about you and your friend Miles."

My head snaps up and I glare at her. "What have I told you about saying that name?!"

"Arden, please. You know I'm just trying to help you. You haven't held information from me like this in so long. What happened?"

"Miles is mine. You can have whatever you want from me, but you can't have him."

With that, the clock strikes four and I am up and out the door before my therapist can even respond. I practically run out of my therapist's office, down the street and around the corner. Miles's head snaps up as he hears me approaching and I run right into his surprised embrace.

"Hey, cutie. What's up? What happened? Should I be worried? 'Cause I'm kind of worried."

"Don't be worried. It's nothing. I'm fine, I just... I really don't want to be here right now. Can we go?" I pull back and look up slightly into his eyes.

"Sure thing, Ar. Where do you wanna go?"

  "To your place?" I ask while biting my lip, knowing his mom won't be home for a few more days from her business trip.

Miles smirks and leans in closer to my lips. "If you want," he whispers, before pecking my lips. He sighs. "I don't think I'll ever get used to kissing you."

"Maybe tonight we can work on that," I say suggestively, making Miles raise his eyebrows.

"We certainly can," he whispers before kissing me again, longer this time.

  After a moment, Miles reluctantly pulls back. "Shall we go?" he asks with a small smirk.

  "Yes, please," I respond nodding vigorously, making Miles's smirk widen.

  "Good, then let's not waste anymore time." He opens the passenger car door for me and I quickly hop into the familiar car.

The drive to Miles's house is faster than usual and full of teasing. Me and Miles pretty much made ourselves official the day we kissed in his car. We figured what's the point in dating when we already know everything about each other, so we just skipped right to being boyfriends.

  It's been a few weeks since then, and although we've done a lot of messing around we haven't gotten around to committing the dirty deed, if you know what I mean.

  We haven't really talked about having sex, but the tension has been building every time we're together. We both knew this day would come eventually.

  Miles pulls into his driveway quite sporadically, not seeming to care how crooked he is parked. He gets out of the car and quickly runs to my side to open my door. He hates it when I open it for myself, like it's so hard for me to do, but I guess he just likes being gentlemanly.

Miles hauls me out of the car by the arm and drags me towards the door.

"Well someone seems eager," I mumble jokingly, but I'm actually kind of nervous for this.

I'm a virgin. I was a virgin in every way, actually, before Miles kissed me in the car that day. Miles has had sex with a few girls before, but I'll be his first boy. At least he's had some experience, I'll be going in with nothing. I hope I'll be good enough for him.

  Once we get through his front door, after Miles fumbles with his keys more than usual, he pushes me against the closest wall and kisses me passionately.

  Once he pulls out of the kiss so we can catch our breath, he strokes my cheek tenderly. "Relax, Ar. You know I won't hurt you."

  "I know," I say, but my voice comes out a little higher than usual. "It's just... what if... what if I'm not good at it?"

  I look down, a blush staining my cheeks.

  Miles lifts my chin so I'm looking at him again and lays a light peck on my lips. "You'll be perfect, baby."

  This still doesn't put me at ease. "But how do you know? I could be awful at it, and then you'll be so completely unsatisfied, and... you won't want me anymore."

  Miles completely freezes in the action of pecking my neck, which he had been doing while I was ranting, and looks up at me in shock. "Arden..." he says slowly, holding my head in place so I can't look anywhere but at him, "I will never not want you. Out of all the great things I have in my life, you are the only one of those things I can't live without. So don't you dare say things like that, understand?"

  I nod, a little stunned at his words.

  "Good. Now, I'm going to take you to my room, lay you on my bed, and make love to you. And I am one hundred percent sure that I am going to be one hundred percent satisfied by the time I'm done with you."

  My eyes widen even more at his words, but Miles doesn't notice as he proceeds to drag me to the stairs and up to his room.

  He makes good on his promise and as soon as we make it to his room, shutting and locking the door even though no one is home, he pushes me onto his bed, gets on top of me, and continues what we started downstairs.

  This time though, the kiss is different. This one is slow and gentle. He wants to take his time with this, and I'm kind of happy about that. I don't want to rush, because if he rushes, I might get scared and run away. Too much emotion at once is never good for me.

  Miles bites at my bottom lip, asking for entrance, something he usually doesn't do, but I open up anyway. I let him take over my mouth, he said he likes it when I give him complete control. He said he doesn't really care how much I kiss back, he just wants to taste me.

Miles begins grinding on me, immediately heating things up. Even if the grinding is slow, it's definitely more forceful than usual, but I kind of like the roughness of it.

After a while of the slow kissing and grinding, Miles slips his hand under my shirt, first rubbing over my stomach before moving his hands to my chest. At first, he just rubs at my skin for a while before he decides to play with my nipples. I break away from his lips with a loud moan as he pinches my right one roughly. Miles uses the opportunity to move his lips to my neck.

From then on, the moaning pretty much never stops as he ruthlessly sucks, licks, and bites at the sensitive skin of my neck, and his fingers continue to play with my nipples.

It was always too easy for Miles to get me worked up since I don't have much experience with this stuff, so my body loves all the new sensations.

Miles moves his lips to my collarbone, my weakest spot, and sucks on it more harshly, definitely leaving a hickey.

I moan, and jerk my hips up into him, but his only response is to suck harder while pushing my hips down into the bed so they can't move. He pulls back after a while admiring his handy work on the skin of my neck, before pulling me into a sitting position to pull my shirt off. He pulls his off right after.

Now that my shirt is gone, Miles just has more skin to torture, and he doesn't disappoint as his mouth immediately falls over my left nipple. He teases me by swirling his tongue around it slowly for a while. I arch my back, pushing my chest up towards his mouth, begging for him to do more. About a minute later, he unexpectedly bites down on it and doesn't even soothe the sting before he quickly moves over to the right one. He repeats the same swirling action with his tongue, but does add in some sucking every once in a while. He's driving me crazy and he knows it. I can practically feel him smirking against my skin.

"Miles, please," I whimper, after he has been playing with my nipples for at least five minutes.

My dick is incredibly hard and beginning to hurt as it pushes against the confines of my tight jeans.

"Shh, I'll take care of you," Miles says as he rubs my sides soothingly.

He takes one last nip at my right nipple before, finally, his mouth moves lower. He stops at my belly button first, rimming it before plunging his tongue into it and swirling it around. It's an odd sensation, but for some reason I've always loved it. He then moves to my hip bones, first my right then my left, sucking on each one harshly before abandoning them.

He starts unbuttoning my jeans and I can't help but sigh in relief. Finally, he's getting to the good part.

  Miles pulls down my pants and boxers in one go and I moan in content as my dick is finally free from its confines.

"Miles," I moan, as I feel his breath fanning my dick but he doesn't do anything.

He moves forwards, his lips brushing the head of my penis. "I love it when you moan my name," he whispers, teasing me.

I try to jerk my hips up but he still has a tight grip on them.

"Please," I whine, using the last of my voice.

The only response I get is Miles placing light teasing kisses up and down my cock.

"You're so beautiful," he tells me. All I can do is pant. I want this so bad.

  I try to jerk my hips up as I feel his tongue run up the length of my penis but am once again stopped by his strong hold. I let out a frustrated groan as I buck up again.

  Miles gives my length a long pull from root to tip, bringing a drop of precum to my tip which he quickly licks off.

  I open my mouth to plead with him some more but end up letting out a cry as he finally, finally, takes my dick into his mouth. I hit the back of his throat instantly, my back arching towards the ceiling. Miles swallows around my length as he pushes a finger into my hole.

  As much fooling around as me and Miles have done, we've never done anything "back there," so this sensation is new. It's kind of uncomfortable at first, but after some time, it begins to feel kind of good.

  I grind down onto Miles's hand and do my best to thrust into his mouth as much as he'll let me, moaning out my pleasure every few seconds. Miles adds another finger as I'm distracted by what he's doing with his tongue on my dick, so I don't even feel the discomfort.

  By the time Miles adds a third finger I'm so worked up and moaning like a whore. As much as I want this to continue, I won't be able to stop myself from cumming if he doesn't stop soon.

  Miles seems to read my mind as he withdraws his fingers from my hole and pulls away from my dick.

  Now I'm nervous again.

  I know what's coming next, and as good as Miles's fingers felt, I know I'm going to be feeling a little more than slight discomfort when he tries to push inside me. Miles seems to read my mind about this too as he soothingly rubs my thighs, smiling reassuringly up at me.

  "It's gonna be okay, baby. I'm going to make this as painless as possible."

  "But there's still going to be pain."

  Miles places a kiss to my inner thigh. "Yes, but after that, the hard part is over and you get to feel the best you've ever felt."

"Why does that only make me feel a little better?"

"Because you worry too much. Now, just relax."

Miles crawls over me a little to reach into his nightstand drawer. He brings out lube and a condom. He pecks me on the lips as he sets the items next to my hip.

He picks up the lube first, squirting some into his hand and spreading it onto his fingers. He rims my hole, spreading the gel-like liquid outside my hole before pushing them in. He spreads the liquid thoroughly inside and outside my hole before pulling his fingers out.

Miles picks up the condom now, opening it with his teeth before throwing away the wrapper and rolling the condom over his dick. He gets some more lube and spreads it over his length, and by now my heart is beating painfully hard.

  "Shh," Miles whispers as he leans in, "it's gonna be great."

  Miles begins kissing me, and my breathing picks up. I know what he's doing. He's trying to distract me so maybe I won't notice when he pushes in, but how am I not going to notice. Even Miles's extremely talented tongue can't distract me from that.

  He sure can try though...

  I moan into his mouth as his tongue twists around mine.

  I'm ripped away from his mouth though as a pained, startled cry comes out of me. Oh my god, he never felt that big when he was going into my mouth.

  Tears pop into my eyes and Miles immediately tries to soothe me. "It's okay, you just gotta let it adjust." He wipes away my falling tears, but they just keep coming.

  "How is it possible to adjust to that?!" I gasp. "You're not even all the way in and it hurts so much."

  "I know. I know, baby. It might take awhile but it will be okay."

  Miles moves into me farther, making me gasp and slap his shoulder.

  "You said it would take time, you can't keep moving!"

  "Well, you might as well get used to it all at once!"

  "Stop yelling at me, I'm in pain."

  Miles groans, whether from pleasure or frustration I can't tell. "We are so dysfunctional, I swear," he whispers as he buries his face in my neck.

  From then on, everything is mostly quiet, other than Miles's groaning- definitely from pleasure now- and my gasping and wincing.

  It takes a while, but after a good five minutes Miles asks, "Can I move yet, baby? Even just a little?"

  I think about it. "Just a little..."

  Miles pushes into me a farther. Holy shit, I thought he was already in all the way.

  "Ow," I groan, not having the energy for anymore gasping.

  "I guess we need a couple more minutes then."

  "Just a couple."

   We're both quiet again. Miles takes some time to kiss my neck, one of his hands rubs my side and the other grabs my dick, which has gone completely soft after all the pain.

It doesn't take long before I'm moaning again; the pain dissipating and my dick hardening.

Miles moves his hips back. It's still very uncomfortable, but bearable. I definitely don't think I mind the feeling.

Miles lets out a long groan throughout the slow time it takes him to pull out.

"You good, baby?" He asks, his voice a little raspy.

I nod, after thinking for a short time.

Miles doesn't waste any time to thrust all the way into me. Without warning.

My nails dig into his back and I cry out.

"I said I was ready. I didn't think that would mean that you would just slam into me like that, you dick!"

"I can't help it. You feel so damn good, baby."

Miles pulls out again(obviously not giving a shit about my feelings), groaning the whole way.

This time when he slams back in it's at least a little bit gentler.

He keeps a steady pace, not too fast, not too slow.

"Shit," I hiss after a while, forgetting I'm supposed to be mad at him.

"Feels good, right, baby?" Miles is gasping a lot now. I don't know if I've ever heard him this worked up.

I don't bother answering. I think my moans are answer enough.

"Faster," I whisper, almost imperceptibly.

"Not yet," Miles answers.

"Please," I whimper when he starts going even slower.

  "Trust me, baby. Not yet."

Miles hits a spot in me, and, I swear, I see stars. He keeps hitting my prostate, as he continues his slow, hard pace.

"Miles, I swear, I'm going to pass out if you don't..." I pause to gasp in a breath of air, "stop. doing. that."

I'm nearly crying by the time I finish that sentence and Miles still doesn't stop. My channel begins twitching and squeezing around Miles's dick which only makes him groan more.

  His pace slowly begins to pick up, but I don't think I want it to anymore. Every time he hits that spot my chest heaves for breath. I swear, he's going to kill me with this.

  Death by sex... that would surely be front page worthy, and I do not want to end up in the news for this.

  "Miles," I gasp as a last resort. He has picked up speed beyond compare by now. He's going to cum soon, I've never heard him gasp this much.

  My back keeps arching, my channel tightened around Miles's cock and I can't seem to unclench it.

  I'm so hard it hurts and I'm starting to see white around the edges of my vision but Miles still doesn't stop.

  "Miles," I gasp for one last time -though it's barely a whisper- before I'm cumming like I never have before. The white hot liquid shoots all the way up to my chin and some of it gets on Miles's abdomen.

  Miles keeps thrusting until he finishes, but I barely notice as I'm almost asleep already.

  Miles finishes and pulls out. I don't know where he is for a second but then he comes back into my limited line of sight and he starts cleaning me up.

  He leaves again and returns a second later.

  "You okay, baby?" He asks me, one of his hands caressing my cheek lightly.

  I nod, not having the energy to push words out of my mouth.

  "Did it feel okay?"

  I nod again, before my eyes close completely, showing Miles that I'm done being responsive for now. I hear Miles chuckle before climbing into the bed next to me and pulling a blanket over the two of us. His warm arms wrap around me and I feel him press a light kiss to my temple.

  "Good night, Arden. I love you," Miles whispers before we both settle down to sleep.

A small smile tugs at my lips.

I love you, too...