Gwen and Craig met through their older siblings when they were ten years old. The shy girl who loved to take pictures, and the focused baseball playing boy were fast friends, whose relationship grew strong as they grew older.
When Gwen’s innocence is stolen at a high school party, she turns to her best friend, Craig. Always her rock, Craig does what he can to defend Gwen’s honor, while still abiding by her wishes.
After a night of passion leads to a morning of pain, Gwen fears that the person she loves the most, is the person that is destined to destroy her, so she pushes Craig away.
Ten years after their friendship began, Gwen and Craig are both at college excelling in their respective passions, but there’s a void in both of their lives, where their bond used to be.When both finally admit their love for each other, and agree to give romance a shot, will they finally become the couple that everyone knows they’re destined to be, or will Gwen’s unresolved issues from her past, tear them apart forever?
His lips were softer than I’d ever imagined, and I’d imagined them a lot. At least once a day since I turned thirteen, maybe more.
I brought a hand up to touch his cheek gently, worried that too much movement on my part would bring him back to reality, and he’d pull away.
I could taste beer on his breath, but I didn’t mind. He moved closer, his hand on my back drawing me in so our chests touched. I took a sharp breath at the contact, amazed at how good it felt.
This was the first time I’d kissed, or touched another guy since that night with Brad at his party, but it was apples and oranges in comparison. With Craig I didn’t have one second of doubt, I knew I wanted his lips on mine, and now that I’d had a taste, I didn’t know how I’d ever be able to go back to the way things used to be.
I hoped he felt the same.
“Can I touch you, Gwennie?” Craig asked, his hand at the hem of my t-shirt.
His breath against my ear caused goosebumps to break out over my sensitive flesh.
“Yes,” I responded, my voice barely a whisper.
His hand was cool against my heated stomach and I shivered as he ran it up towards my breasts, which became heave in anticipation of his touch.
*This story is meant for readers 18 and older.