desire. I’m sure my look mirrors his, but I just don’t know if I’m ready to take this step yet. I feel like there are things Adam needs to know about my past before we take things farther than we are right now. I’ve never willingly slept with anyone before and the thought terrifies me. But somehow Adam makes me feel at ease. He makes intimacy feel good, and not scary. My body craves his touch, but my mind is conflicted.
“We won’t take it any farther than this. I just need to feel you.” His breathing is heavy, and the look he is giving me makes me forget what I was thinking.
Deep down I know Adam won’t take advantage of me and I trust him completely with my body. I just don’t think I’m ready to go all the way with Adam, but the thought of his hands leaving me makes me feel a hollow ache in my chest. I answer his question by crushing my mouth to his. I reach my hands up and tug at his shirt trying to get it off. I want to feel his skin against me. He unzips my jeans and I lift my hips to help ease them off.
“You are so beautiful, Abigail.”
He grazes his index finger down my cheek and then to my neck. His lips then follow the trail of his finger. He’s slowly kissing down my cheek and down to my neck. He dips his tongue at the hollow spot at my throat, causing a chill to erupt from the tip of my fingers all the way to my toes. He slips his hand inside my panties and slowly sinks a finger inside me. The initial contact causes my back to arch off the bed, and my hips involuntarily start to move against his hand. He starts to pick up speed and before I know it a wave of pleasure washes over me and I’m left in a pure state of satisfactory bliss. So that’s what all the fuss is about. I’ve never felt anything like that in my life. A slow smile starts to spread across my face.
“I could watch you do that all day. I thought watching you tap that keg at the party last week was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. But this tops the list by far.”
He pulls me into his arms and I lay my head on his chest, listening to the erratic beat of his heart. His steady breathing almost lulls me to sleep when suddenly he leans over and kisses my forehead and playfully slaps my ass.
“Now get up, our breakfast is already probably cold. We need to eat, and I’m sure you’d like to go to the hospital and see your mom. Let’s eat, and then we’ll go see her.”
“I’m surprised you still want to stick around me after what you saw last night. If you stay in my life, fucked up things tend to happen all the time. My mom tends to be a lot of drama. I don’t really want to go see her today if that’s OK. Can’t we just stay in bed all day and pretend the real world doesn’t exist. Pretty please? Pretty please with a cherry on top?” I pout out my lip and try to give my best sad-face expression I can muster up. I see his eyes soften and I think I may have won him over.
“It would take a lot more than that to keep me away from you, Peaches. As adorable and tempting as you look right now, we really do have to get up. We don’t have to go visit her if you don’t want to, but I have a surprise for you.” He gi ves me a playful smile and tries to push me out of bed.
“What kind of surprise? Heck I’m curious, curious like a cat. I have a couple of friends that call me whiskers.” His expression looks amused and I can tell he’s trying to hold in his smile.
“Did you just quote Will Farrell? I think I found my dream girl. Seriously, marry me?” I know he’s joking, but I can’t help the butterflies that go off in my stomach.
“Now, get up before I have to drag your ass out of this bed.”
“Fine, all right. You win, you always do.” I say that line in my best Will Farrell voice. He throws his head back and starts to laugh loudly, which in turn makes me laugh.
We eventually get out of bed and start to head towards the kitchen. We walk back down the long hallway, and down a set of stairs. Once we
“We won’t take it any farther than this. I just need to feel you.” His breathing is heavy, and the look he is giving me makes me forget what I was thinking.
Deep down I know Adam won’t take advantage of me and I trust him completely with my body. I just don’t think I’m ready to go all the way with Adam, but the thought of his hands leaving me makes me feel a hollow ache in my chest. I answer his question by crushing my mouth to his. I reach my hands up and tug at his shirt trying to get it off. I want to feel his skin against me. He unzips my jeans and I lift my hips to help ease them off.
“You are so beautiful, Abigail.”
He grazes his index finger down my cheek and then to my neck. His lips then follow the trail of his finger. He’s slowly kissing down my cheek and down to my neck. He dips his tongue at the hollow spot at my throat, causing a chill to erupt from the tip of my fingers all the way to my toes. He slips his hand inside my panties and slowly sinks a finger inside me. The initial contact causes my back to arch off the bed, and my hips involuntarily start to move against his hand. He starts to pick up speed and before I know it a wave of pleasure washes over me and I’m left in a pure state of satisfactory bliss. So that’s what all the fuss is about. I’ve never felt anything like that in my life. A slow smile starts to spread across my face.
“I could watch you do that all day. I thought watching you tap that keg at the party last week was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. But this tops the list by far.”
He pulls me into his arms and I lay my head on his chest, listening to the erratic beat of his heart. His steady breathing almost lulls me to sleep when suddenly he leans over and kisses my forehead and playfully slaps my ass.
“Now get up, our breakfast is already probably cold. We need to eat, and I’m sure you’d like to go to the hospital and see your mom. Let’s eat, and then we’ll go see her.”
“I’m surprised you still want to stick around me after what you saw last night. If you stay in my life, fucked up things tend to happen all the time. My mom tends to be a lot of drama. I don’t really want to go see her today if that’s OK. Can’t we just stay in bed all day and pretend the real world doesn’t exist. Pretty please? Pretty please with a cherry on top?” I pout out my lip and try to give my best sad-face expression I can muster up. I see his eyes soften and I think I may have won him over.
“It would take a lot more than that to keep me away from you, Peaches. As adorable and tempting as you look right now, we really do have to get up. We don’t have to go visit her if you don’t want to, but I have a surprise for you.” He gi ves me a playful smile and tries to push me out of bed.
“What kind of surprise? Heck I’m curious, curious like a cat. I have a couple of friends that call me whiskers.” His expression looks amused and I can tell he’s trying to hold in his smile.
“Did you just quote Will Farrell? I think I found my dream girl. Seriously, marry me?” I know he’s joking, but I can’t help the butterflies that go off in my stomach.
“Now, get up before I have to drag your ass out of this bed.”
“Fine, all right. You win, you always do.” I say that line in my best Will Farrell voice. He throws his head back and starts to laugh loudly, which in turn makes me laugh.
We eventually get out of bed and start to head towards the kitchen. We walk back down the long hallway, and down a set of stairs. Once we
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