I was terrified. I had never done this before but I didn’t want him to stop. His lips felt so good against mine. He tasted so sweet. He broke away our kiss leaving me out of breath. He started trailing light kissed down my neck making me moan. I wanted him in a way I’ve never wanted anyone before.
He kissed down my chest and pulled up my shirt to kiss down my belly. He stopped right under my navel and tugged at the top of my jeans with two of his fingers. I moaned again causing him to groan in response.
I sat up and cupped his face. We started kissing again. I slid up from under him and straddled him never breaking from our kiss. It was my turn. I wanted to make him feel as good as he was making me feel right now. I wanted him to want me as much as I wanted him if not more.
This was all new to me and I didn’t want to mess up. I started kissing his neck just as soft as he kissed mine. I looked up to see that he had his eyes closed in satisfaction. I licked all the way up to behind his ear and placed a small kiss. A low moan escaped from his lips.
I was in control and I loved it. I kissed back up to his lips and pecked them once before I started grinding on him. He opened his eyes and I saw it. He was begging for me, almost resisting how strong his desire was right now.
He messaged small circles at my waist causing my shirt to rise a little. I was done taking my time with him. I broke away from our kiss and pulled my shirt over my head. He licked his lips in approval causing me to smile. My friends always told me I had nice boobs, I never believed them, I thought they were just being nice, but now I was convinced.
He gripped both of my arms and pushed me down on the bed causing me to squeal in joy. He was so strong it was sexy. He got back on top of me after he took the rest of both of our clothes off. He kissed me once and looked into my eyes as if saying ‘are you sure about this’. I nodded my head and bit down on my bottom lip.
I heard how bad it hurt the first time and I was getting ready for the pain. He was looking into my eyes as he slowly slid in. I twisted my eyebrows in pain as tears started to form at the rim of my eyes. It was so big and it hurt like hell. Once he was all the way inside of me he groaned and kissed my tears away.
I had done it.
He had took my innocence, my virginity.
“Are you okay?” Chris asked trying to get his breathing back under control. I was crying, but I wasn’t sad. I was overwhelmed with my feelings almost.
“Yeah” I whipped away my tears and gritted my teeth to keep from crying any longer. That was the only conversation we had the rest of the night.
He held me as we fell asleep.
I woke up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom only to find out that I was really sore down there and it kind of hurt to pee. I don’t know how I was going to get this passed my mom tomorrow, I could barely walk straight.
I walked back to Chris’s room and tried to get back in his bed without waking him up. The next time I woke up the sun was out. I picked up my head and looked at his bedside clock. It was 1:38 and my mom was scheduled to come back from her trip to Jamaica at 2. I don’t know why I let myself sleep for that long.
I sat up and looked around Chris’s room for my clothes. I couldn’t find my underwear so I put my jeans on without it. I went into the bathroom to straightened out my hair a little before facing Chris downstairs. I had luggage under my eyes and my mascara smudged just a little to the right, I was a mess.
I smoothed out my hair and wiped away my mascara. I put on my sandals and headed downstairs. The smell of bacon quickly filled my nostrils as I got closer to the kitchen. I peeked in and saw Chris working the stove.
He had no shirt on making his muscles more defined than they were last night. His sweat pants we dangerously low. I bit my lip erasing all thoughts of kissing him again.
I tip toed across the kitchen towards the front door.
I turned around to find Chris looking at me as if saying ‘where are you going’. Chris was average man height. He had a caramel skin color and tattoos on his chest and arms. He smiled at me shyly revealing that one dimple that he had. God he looked so good right now.
“Look, I had fun last night, but I gotta get home”
“But I made breakfast. At least stay for breakfast.” He took a step closer to me. I swallowed trying to hold back the wanting feeling that was rising in me. I scanned down his body again causing Chris to grin.
“As much as I want to, I can’t.” I quickly stepped outside, not giving Chris anytime to say anything else. I was afraid that he might have convinced me to stay.
So this was it. I was leaving Chris to never see him again. He was a nice guy for helping me out, I kind of feel bad for not having breakfast with him that was the least I could have done. I know he’ll make a girl very happy someday. I walked to my car slightly limping. I was glad that my limping wasn't as bad as last night.
I revved the engine and headed home.