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I finally tore my mouth away from Justin’s. We were both breathing heavily. “I want you, Justin. Please.”
His thumb stroked my cheek. “Are you sure, Tiffany?”
I pulled my lower lip between my teeth, and he groaned. "I've never been more sure of anything in my life."
Maybe I was naive in giving my virginity to Justin tonight after he'd dumped me, but I didn't care. Before we broke up, we'd made out all the time. I'd let him get to third base even, at least with my shirt off, but I wanted more from him tonight. I needed more - to feel close to him.
I wanted him to be the first (and hopefully only) man I slept with if I was candid with myself.
He kissed my lips softly. “Where do you want to go? Mom is home for once tonight. I don’t want your first time to be in the back of my car either.”
I pulled my lip between my teeth and took a deep breath. “My parents are out of town. We can go to my house if that’s okay. I don’t want you to get weirded out again at my house.”
My parents were on their big summer trip to the shore. I usually went along, but I convinced them to stay home alone this year. They wouldn't be back for another week.
He frowned down at me. "I'm so sorry about that. I need to trust you when you say you don't care if I come from money. That's my hang-up, and I feel terrible I hurt you. I promise every day to make it up to you."
"I'm going to hold you to that, Justin." I took his hand and pulled him towards my car. "Let's take my car just in case we have any nosy neighbors. I don't need them reporting to my parents that a strange car was in the driveway."
He followed behind me, giving me that panty-melting grin. "If you say so."
The drive to my house was pretty quiet. The closer we got, the more nervous I felt. I had no second thoughts, but that didn't mean I was a little bit scared about what would happen.
I thought about what Sarah had told me about her first time with Jim. She said it hurt, but Jim was great and took his time, making sure she was ready and not going too fast. She told me after the initial pain, it had felt so good.
I glanced over at Justin sitting in my passenger seat. He looked out the window and tapped his thumb on his thigh in time with the Motley Crue song on the radio. He turned, catching me looking at him.
“What? Are you okay? Are you having second thoughts? It’s okay if you are. I’ll wait for you, Tiffany - whenever you’re ready.”
I shook my head vigorously. "No, I'm not having second thoughts. But, to be honest, I was thinking about what Sarah told me about her first time with Jim."
“Ah, I see. Did she tell you it was terrible?”
"No, she said it did hurt some, but that Jim was patient and made sure she felt good."
We pulled into my driveway, and when I put the car into park, Justin took my hand. "Tiffany, I promise to make you feel so good tonight. I'm sorry it'll hurt, but I hope the pleasure I give you more than makes up for it."
I swallowed hard. We had to get inside before my panties exploded.
10
JUSTIN
When Tiffany said she wanted to have sex tonight, my cock instantly rock hard in my jeans. I'd thought about sleeping with her so many times, jacking off to it almost daily in the shower. And now here she was, waiting and willing. Even after I broke her heart.
I was one lucky bastard.
We went inside and up to Tiffany's room. For some reason, I expected it to be pink and girly. Instead, it was decorated in black and white, with some New Kids on the Block posters on the wall. She had one of those clear phones by her bed and even a tv in her room. I noticed a small bathroom off to one side as well.
A giant stereo system and a cassette collection were in the corner that had me envious. I wasn't surprised, though.
The thing that surprised me the most was how messy her room was.
“This is your room?” I looked around.
"What's wrong with it?" She went over to the stereo and put in a cassette, pressing play and turning around with a proud smile. Within seconds I could tell it was the mixed tape I'd made her when the sounds of Motley Crue's "Home Sweet Home" started to play. She came over to me and wrapped her arms around my neck. I put my hands on her hips and pulled her close to me.
“You're a slob, Tiffany.”
