Chris' POV
I stare at the ceiling, my eyes not seeing it at all as my mind cycles over and over again to the love of my life. The first one. I remember meeting him by accident, I know my sister was having a friend over and I made myself scarce until I ran into him when he was coming out of the bathroom.
The way his freckled face flushed up made my cock stand at attention instantly. Somehow he ended up against the wall with my hand down his pants. How it got there, I'm not sure.
I feel Cassie move against me, his nose nuzzling into my throat and even though I know I shouldn't I can't help but think back to when another body was pressed against mine. Being rejected taught me two things.
