Once she walked into the house it was still pitch black. She knew that Megan would have locked herself in her room by now and probably was sleeping already. Megan may have been the oldest but she was still a girl. Cayla decided to leave her alone and instead went up stairs, showered, got into her pajamas, which consisted of a pair of stolen sweatpants from her brother Alex, a New York Rangers t-shirt, and her favorite Pittsburgh Penguins hoodie. She grabbed her favorite movie, Wayne’s World, in hopes that she wouldn’t feel so horrible by the end of it.

Towards the middle of her movie there was a knock at the front door. It was a bit after 2 in the morning, and she had no idea who it could possibly be. As she made her way to the door, she switched on her porch light and made sure to open the door with caution. As she peered through the crack she found a familiar figure at her front door, with burning red hair and a tall figure the she could only ever mistake for one other person on this planet.

“Hey Jare!” Cayla was actually really surprised to see him, but it brought a smile to her face and the butterflies back to her stomach, she opened the door to let him in.

Without warning Jared’s lips crashed into Cayla’s. She was taken by surprise but couldn’t help but melt into his embrace. She couldn’t believe this was happening but with everything that had happened that night she couldn’t ask for a better surprise. Her legs quickly turned to jelly and her body was rapidly heating up from Jared’s touch, and the thousands of thoughts that were running through her head had suddenly vanished.

Jared lifted Cayla off of her feet and as he did this she wrapped her legs around his waist, suddenly this kiss felt like a case of déjà vu. He made his way through the doorway of the house kicking the door shut behind him, shoving Cayla against the wall. Cayla was worried all of the noise would wake Megan but she knew how pissed she had been and she wouldn’t be leaving her room anytime soon unless it was absolutely necessary.

This kiss was starting to heat up, and quick. They made their way to the couch where Cayla was watching her movie, which was still on. They were still wrapped up in each other but now Jared’s hands were making his way to edge of Cayla’s hoodie, and in one swift motion it was over her head and lying on the floor. Cayla could not believe this was happening to her. She thought that Jared was just like another brother to her, but these last few months and this night had jumbled up her feelings towards him in so many ways. Before she knew it Jared was reaching down to Cayla’s sweatpants and playing with her strings . She grabbed his hands stopping him in an instant. He stopped kissing her nervous that he was pushing her into something she didn't want to do.

“Cayla, I can stop and go home. I’m so sorry. I don’t know what came over me. You don’t have to do this. I shouldn’t have showed up like this and-” Jared said with worry in his voice as Cayla brought her finger up to his quick moving lips to stop his talking.

“No, that’s not what it is at all.” Cayla said reassuring Jared that she too wanted this, whatever this was turning into, to happen. “We need to move this downstairs, to the guest room. Megan is up stairs, she’s pissed off at me and we’re not talking. The last thing I need is for her to wake up. ”

Cayla picked up her hoodie, leaving it on the couch. She was nervous, she was still a virgin and wasn’t exactly sure how to tell Jared, but this is what she wanted. She took Jared by the hand, both of their palms starting to collect bits of sweat, and lead him to the guestroom in the basement.

“Cayla are you sure you want to do this…”

“Jared, yes if I didn’t want to I would have sent you home while we were upstairs.”

“Okay, I just want you to feel pressured or anything like that.”

“Jare, there is one thing.”

“Of course, what is it?”

“Well, uhh I’m… I still… I… You know what no, never mind, I can’t do this Jared, I thought I could and I guess not, I just don’t want you to look at me differently, and I kno-“ Cayla was trying to explain that she was a virgin but she was so embarrassed that nothing coming out of her mouth was making sense. All she could do was run her hands through her hair, rub her face, and shut herself up.

“Cay, what is it? You know I could never look at you differently…” Jared said grabbing Cayla’s hands into his own kissing the top of them and working his way up her arm, trying to comfort Cayla so she would talk to him and not feel like he would judge her.

“Jared, I can’t really.” Cayla said with regret in her voice.

“What’s going on in the pretty little head of yours that is stopping you?” Jared asked

“Jared, I’m a virgin okay? Is that what you wanted to hear? Well there you have it. My secret is out!” Cayla could feel her face start to burn up.

“Cayla, what do I look like to you? I don’t go around sleeping with every girl I’ve ever dated.” Jared had to fight his chuckle that threatened to escape his mouth at the innocence that Cayla still held.

“So you mean you’re a-.”

“Yeah, Cay, I’m a virgin still too.” Jared said reassuring Cayla

Cayla suddenly felt the weight lift off of her chest and kissed Jared out of joy. They commenced with the making out they stopped up stairs. They made it to the bed, and this time with the same swift motion as before Cayla’s New York Rangers shirt was now off of her. She reached out to Jared’s shirt lifting it over his head, joining hers on the bedroom floor. Her hands made their way back down, finding Jared’s chest, his rock hard, muscular chest, and slowly made their way to Jared’s belt buckle. Unbuckling his belt, Cayla also unbuttoned and unzipped Jared’s jeans, sending chills throughout Jared’s body. He couldn’t wait to get inside of Cayla. His body began to ache for her and his blood quickly raced south.

Cayla tugged his jeans down as far as she could reach without getting completely off of the top of Jared. Jared quickly stood up allowing his jeans to fall on the floor, and as he returned to the bed he grabbed the elastic ends of Cayla's sweats and ripped them off of her hips.

“God, I’m going to have to get you to stop wearing my brothers’ clothes.”

“Technically it’s not theirs.” She answered back with a smirk and a giggle.

“Well we still have to fix that.” Jared said as he leaned down kissing Cayla with a smile on his face

Jared picked Cayla up and now he was under her, but then she lifted her head and Jared followed not wanting to break up their kiss. Cayla began dry humping Jared’s crotch, able to feel his full length through his boxer briefs, Cayla let out a devilish giggle.

“What’s so funny?” Jared asked totally clueless

“It just never occurred to me how big you could possibly be. I mean, I imagined but now I can see and feel it for myself.” Cayla admitted, letting out another giggle as Jared’s face turned bright red.

Suddenly Cayla was back under Jared, and he was sliding off her panties and unhooking her bra. She was pushing down his boxers with her feet and he kicked them the rest of the way off and was taken by surprise when Cayla grabbed him by his length and began to stroke. He couldn’t help but let her take over, slowly making his decline to his side of the bed as she continued, she quickly took control of the situation. As Cayla continued Jared was afraid he would lose any control he had left after every stroke of Cayla’s hot mouth and perfectly soft hands and erupt, to avoid this from happening he lifted Cayla’s face, grabbed her hands, pinned her against the bed and began leaving a trail of kisses on her body starting from her neck and slowly working his way down to her sweet, warm, wet, folds that were hopelessly awaiting his arrival.

As Jared continued he couldn’t help but smile as Cayla let out her moans and grunts as he continued to return the favor. She was pulling his hair and gripping his back, he knew it was time to take the next step. Lifting his head and climbing off of the bed he reached into his pants and took out a condom. At the sight of it Cayla ripped it from his grasp and began to unwrap it thus wrapping the condom around Jared’s length. Jared returned to the bed allowing Cayla to lie down as he began to enter her.

“I’ll go slowly, tell me if anything hurts.” Jared said with such sincerity in his voice despite he was just as nervous as Cayla looked.

“I will, go ahead.” Cayla was glad that this was both of their first time. She was nervous and was glad Jared would take it slow.

As Jared continued his decent into Cayla’s sweet spot, her back began to ache from the arching. The heat between them grew, and their bodies began to sweat. They were moving as one, their moans and groans filling the room, and the passion taking over. Cayla would have never imagined herself in this position just a night ago, but she was happy she was here. And Jared could not be happier that it was Cayla he was giving his virginity to. As the thrust picked up in power and pace they could both feel their bodies about to climax. With one last balls-deep thrust and the highest arch her back could achieve, both of their bodies finally gave out, Jared falling limp onto Cayla, and Cayla fighting to catch her breath. Their faces covered in sweat, Cayla's hair sticking to her body, and Jared's hips feeling like they've never worked before in his life.