and turn off the light. His head snaps up. “Why did you do that? I want to see this beautiful body of yours.” There is a streetlight shining through the window, and I can see his face in the shadows.
“It’s just embarrassing to me. I’ve never done this before…” I trail off, realizing I might have said too much. He lowers his head, kissing my neck. I am so sensitive everywhere he touches me, and my movements grow more frenzied against him.
“You ’ve never done this before or you’ve never done any of this before?” He pulls back, watching my face. Instead of answering, I use my thighs to pull him closer. When I try to kiss him, he pulls back. “No, wait a minute. You’re not… I mean, you have done this before, right?”
I shake my head, knowing it might end ever ything. “Quince, are you saying you’re a virgin?” I nod and look away. “Shit, baby. I don’t want to do it like this, hiding in my room at a fraternity party. You deserve so much more than that.” He bends to kiss me, much more gently, taking his time. “But there are other things we can try.” And he begins to show me.
Lowering my feet to the ground, he leads me to the bed. I wrap my arms around his neck and pull his head down to kiss me. I don’t want him to stop. When he is touching me, I feel beautiful and wanted. It chases away my insecurities and leaves me breathless.
He sits on the bed and pulls me onto his lap, my legs straddling his body. My dress is pushed up over my hips, and I feel exposed. But when he kisses me again, I forget everything. His lips move from my mouth to my neck. My head falls back, exposing my chest to him, and he begins kissing me lower. I press my hips into his, and I can feel the bite of his zipper pressing into me. “My God, Quince, you feel so good. I want you so much, it’s all I think about.” His words make me want more, and I feel the tension building inside of me. His hands wrap round my hips, rocking me back and forth. I close my eyes, and I lose control when my body shatters around us. Again, I am shocked by the intensity of the moment. He slows our movements, and kisses me tenderly. Pulling me close, we remain wrapped around each other for several minutes, neither of us saying a thing, as our breathing becomes even.
“Quince, have you told him? Does he know you have someone else waiting for you?” Instantly, I come crashing back to earth.
“I told him there is s omeone else. I’m working on it.” I don’t know how, but I will tell him something. I slide off of his lap and slowly stand. I’m already feeling guilty… and overwhelmed. Smoothing my clothes, I look at the ground.
“Quince, look at me. I’m not like him. I don’t do the girlfriend thing, and I’m not good for you. But so help me, I want you. I don’t deserve you or any of this. If you’re looking for more, I don’t know, baby, if I can be that guy.” When he looks into my eyes like this, I can see a war waging inside of him. “Tell me you want this, too.”
I nod my head. “I want this. I want you, too.” I decide right then and there that I will take whatever he gives me.
Smiling crooke dly, he says, “Next weekend is Labor Day weekend, and we have three days off. Friday night, after work, we can leave and go to the cabin. If we do this, we’re not doing it here. You have all week to decide if you want to go. Just remember, if you do, there is no turning back.”
I can’t speak; I just turn toward the door. I have to get out of here, away from him, so that I can think more clearly. He pulls my back into him and gently places a kiss to my bare shoulder. “Just think about it.” I close my eyes and take a deep breath. And then I walk out the door.
Chapter 21
Jenna and I leave for Collier first thing Saturday morning. I am so glad to see her smiling face. With class, work, and her time with Eric, we haven’t spent as much time together as I thought we would. This morning, she’s not
“It’s just embarrassing to me. I’ve never done this before…” I trail off, realizing I might have said too much. He lowers his head, kissing my neck. I am so sensitive everywhere he touches me, and my movements grow more frenzied against him.
“You ’ve never done this before or you’ve never done any of this before?” He pulls back, watching my face. Instead of answering, I use my thighs to pull him closer. When I try to kiss him, he pulls back. “No, wait a minute. You’re not… I mean, you have done this before, right?”
I shake my head, knowing it might end ever ything. “Quince, are you saying you’re a virgin?” I nod and look away. “Shit, baby. I don’t want to do it like this, hiding in my room at a fraternity party. You deserve so much more than that.” He bends to kiss me, much more gently, taking his time. “But there are other things we can try.” And he begins to show me.
Lowering my feet to the ground, he leads me to the bed. I wrap my arms around his neck and pull his head down to kiss me. I don’t want him to stop. When he is touching me, I feel beautiful and wanted. It chases away my insecurities and leaves me breathless.
He sits on the bed and pulls me onto his lap, my legs straddling his body. My dress is pushed up over my hips, and I feel exposed. But when he kisses me again, I forget everything. His lips move from my mouth to my neck. My head falls back, exposing my chest to him, and he begins kissing me lower. I press my hips into his, and I can feel the bite of his zipper pressing into me. “My God, Quince, you feel so good. I want you so much, it’s all I think about.” His words make me want more, and I feel the tension building inside of me. His hands wrap round my hips, rocking me back and forth. I close my eyes, and I lose control when my body shatters around us. Again, I am shocked by the intensity of the moment. He slows our movements, and kisses me tenderly. Pulling me close, we remain wrapped around each other for several minutes, neither of us saying a thing, as our breathing becomes even.
“Quince, have you told him? Does he know you have someone else waiting for you?” Instantly, I come crashing back to earth.
“I told him there is s omeone else. I’m working on it.” I don’t know how, but I will tell him something. I slide off of his lap and slowly stand. I’m already feeling guilty… and overwhelmed. Smoothing my clothes, I look at the ground.
“Quince, look at me. I’m not like him. I don’t do the girlfriend thing, and I’m not good for you. But so help me, I want you. I don’t deserve you or any of this. If you’re looking for more, I don’t know, baby, if I can be that guy.” When he looks into my eyes like this, I can see a war waging inside of him. “Tell me you want this, too.”
I nod my head. “I want this. I want you, too.” I decide right then and there that I will take whatever he gives me.
Smiling crooke dly, he says, “Next weekend is Labor Day weekend, and we have three days off. Friday night, after work, we can leave and go to the cabin. If we do this, we’re not doing it here. You have all week to decide if you want to go. Just remember, if you do, there is no turning back.”
I can’t speak; I just turn toward the door. I have to get out of here, away from him, so that I can think more clearly. He pulls my back into him and gently places a kiss to my bare shoulder. “Just think about it.” I close my eyes and take a deep breath. And then I walk out the door.
Chapter 21
Jenna and I leave for Collier first thing Saturday morning. I am so glad to see her smiling face. With class, work, and her time with Eric, we haven’t spent as much time together as I thought we would. This morning, she’s not
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