Chapter 7

Blake drove Aimee home.

"Sorry you didn't get your ice cream float," he said.

"Oh, I think we got something much better than that, don't you?" Aimee asked.

"Yeah," he agreed.

"And I think we finally slayed The Hawk, don't you?" she wanted to know.

"I hope so," Blake sighed. "It's been circling over me for a year."

It was still early so Aimee invited Blake in when they got to her house and he followed her upstairs to her bedroom. He discovered that he was exhausted and he felt like he could sleep now that some of the emotional weight he had been carrying around had been drained from his system.

He fell onto the bed and he started to doze off until he felt Aimee lay down next to him. He opened an eye and saw that she was naked, lying on her stomach, her hands folded underneath her head on the pillow as she examined him.

Aimee leaned in and kissed him, sucking on his bottom lip. "You did good today, Blake," she said. "I think Sue was just as burdened as you all this time."

"She should get herself a boyfriend," Blake joked.

Aimee smiled happily.

Blake sat up and took off his clothes. Once naked, he lay back down, only this time he was on top of Aimee, rubbing his penis against her backside. Her arms reached behind her and she tried to find his penis with her hands. Blake fell against her and kissed the back of her neck before finding her ear with his tongue. She opened her legs and Blake felt his penis sliding down between them, rubbing her hairy slit from behind. She was already wet.

Even after all this time and all their moments of intimacy, they hadn't had intercourse yet but now, as Blake felt his member searching the warmth between her legs and rubbing against her opening from behind he felt the urge to finally go all the way with her.

He buried his face in her hair and sucked in her smell before kissing the side of her face. He pinned her in place with the weight of his body and he held her hands with his as he continued to kiss her neck, shoulders and the side of her face. He began to buck his hips as he thrust against Aimee's ass and he felt his penis slide into her entrance with relative ease.

There was no blood or hymen so Blake knew that Aimee's first chance – most likely in Minnesota the previous summer – resulted in the loss of virginity but he didn't want to think about any of that. She was his first chance and that's all he really cared about.

Blake felt the buildup in his groin and he realized that his heart was racing in his chest. He kept pumping not quite believing he was finally inside of her and he felt his muscles tightening. Their lovemaking seemed to go on forever until he finally launched his release accompanied by a loud moan as emptied himself inside of Aimee who was thrashing in ecstasy beneath him.

Blake pulled out and wrapped his arms underneath her, pulling her up so she was on her hands and knees and she laughed as she wiggled her ass at him, glancing over her shoulder with a seductive grin on her face. Blake leaned over and licked the sweat off her backside without thinking about what he was doing and then he pushed her down and fell onto the bed next to her, watching as all The Hawks of defeat, despair, guilt, sadness and loss flew from his system and from the room.

"You saved my life," Blake told Aimee with all sincerity. "That night at the lake? You really saved my life."

Aimee rolled onto her side and gave him a hug. "And you're my second chance," she said happily. "So I thank you for that."

Blake realized that he didn't need to know why or how her first chance went wrong. He was simply happy that they both had more chances in their lives.