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Ricky’s hand moved under my shirt and I felt his fingers gliding so gently against my skin as he moved closer to my bra strap. He found the strap, paused a moment and expertly with one hand unsnapped the bra. My straps loosened and the bra began to fall down under my shirt, where it was quickly assisted by Ricky’s hand gently pulling it away. He dropped it to the ground and I could feel his kisses intensifying as he found my lips once again with his and pressed his mouth firmly against mine this time. My tongue became aggressive and pushed hard into his mouth. He allowed me to dominate a little bit before rallying back with his own lust.
His other hand was suddenly somewhere else. He was moving it up under my skirt until he was now touching my underwear and starting to slip inside of them. He was about to find my center and I knew that now was the time to have that conversation with him.
I pulled back suddenly and touched his hand with mine. Ricky’s eyes were confused and he blinked a few times as if trying to snap himself out of some kind of a daze. “What’s wrong?” He asked.
I took a deep breath and stared him straight in the eye. “There is something I should tell you before we go any farther.”
His face got serious and concerned. Ricky looked into my eyes and leaned forward in such a caring manner. “Ok. What is it?”
“I’ve never done this before,” I said.
He was still a little bit confused. “What do you mean, exactly?” I was pretty sure he was starting to get the picture.
“I’m a virgin.”
He nodded as he understood and he sighed. “Ah, ok. I understand.”
“No, you probably don’t,” I said. “But I’ll explain. I’ve always wanted my first time to be with someone special, someone I would never forget and always hold special in my heart as being my first. I’ve always heard stories of how many women regret the way their first time happened. I just never wanted that for myself. So, I swore that I would never want my first time to be with someone that I knew I wouldn’t feel special with.”
Ricky smiled. “I understand.” He scooted back on the couch and ran his hands through his hair. Then he took a sip of wine.
“I want this to be with you,” I said.
He looked at me a bit shocked. “Are you sure? We don’t know each other that well.”
“Yes, I know. And I’m sure. I feel something with you, that I’ve never felt before. I can’t explain it, but I know it’s real.”
Ricky leaned back to me and put his hand on mine. “I feel the same way. Ever since the moment I met you, I knew that there was something different about this, about us. I… I haven’t felt this in so long. I want this with you, too. And I’m honored if you feel the same way.”
“I do,” I said. A tear was grazing the corner of my eye. Ricky quickly reached up and wiped it away with his thumb.
He moved in closer and kissed me softly, sweetly. “Don’t worry. I’ll take care of everything. I will teach you everything you want to know. I want to show you this beautiful world. I want you to know that you can always trust me, sweetie.”
Hearing those words melted my heart and sent a surge of desire pulsating through my body. Knowing that I was this safe and with someone who really cared about me made all the difference in the world. This was really going to happen. I was about to experience physical love for the first time.
And I was ready. I knew I was ready. Before anything actually happened, I knew that I was glad that I had waited for Ricky. He was amazing and sweet. He was going to take care of me. He would be patient and show me the ropes. He would care about me and make sweet love to me.
I felt the tension inside of me erase itself. I had been feeling it all evening waiting for this moment, which I knew would happen. But there was so much I did not know. I wasn’t sure how Ricky would respond to this news. But he did it perfectly. He was going to take such good care of me and as he led me to the bedroom, I was certain that this night would change my life in so many profound ways.
And I was ready for all of it.
Chapter Thirteen
Ricky
I sat Julie down on the edge of the bed and gently brushed her beautiful hair back from her forehead. She looked so peaceful. The woman was the epitome of beauty and she picked me as the man that she would want to give her ‘V’ card. I felt so blessed and honored to be chosen for this role and I wanted to make sure that everything went perfectly for her. She was such a sweet, wonderful person inside and out that I needed to know that I was giving her an experience she would carry with her for the rest of her life. She would always remember this as something beautiful and special whether we stayed together or not. But at that moment, it felt like to me at least, that we had a good shot.
I had nothing to really base this feeling on, other than it being the continuation of the feeling that Julie felt when she said she wanted to have this experience with me. She di
dn’t know why after all the years of saving herself it suddenly felt right to make love for the first time with me, but it was the right moment. She knew it. I knew it.
I stared into her eyes and watched as she smiled that perfect smile warmly at me. I loved to watch the hint of light dancing around inside her perfect gaze, and the way it drew even more beauty to her smile. That was priceless, something that I would never get tired of looking at.
I kissed her softly, allowing my lips to linger on hers for a few seconds before moving my mouth slightly to dig a bit deeper into the sweetness. I heard a slight moan escape from her mouth and I pursued it a little deeper still. There it was. I could feel her body getting turned on as she surrendered to the kiss, and surrendered to the moment. There was no tension within her that I could feel. She was happy to be there with me and I was thrilled to be there with her.
My lips moved even harder as I breathed into the kiss and parted her lips slightly to allow some of her own breath to flow into me. Then my tongue followed as I slipped it between those rubies and into her warm, wet mouth where I let it languish for a moment. She could do with it as she wished. Her tongue came in to meet mine and the two sweet appendages danced together, like the most gorgeous snakes entwined in a mating fight. It felt incredible. Every single cell in my body was receiving pulse after pulse of what felt like illicit pleasure. I was already hard as a rock. My package was twisting up inside of my tight jeans begging to be ripped free.
The kiss went farther and deeper. I turned my head more to facilitate this and I was sucking up her mouth now into mine and our tongues were still wrestling together as our bodies undulated back and forth against each other in this warm embrace of passion. My hand was moving through the beautiful forest of her hair as I continued to brush it back and away in a comforting gesture that was as much comforting for me as it was for her. I could tell she enjoyed having her hair played with.
