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“Come sit with me.” He leads me over to the sofa and I sit on one side and he sits on the other. “Dad says you’ve been visiting him. He really enjoys that.”
I smile. “I’m glad. He’s a great man.” Turning to face him I ask, “How are you really doing?”
He looks away from me, but then turns back. “I miss her. Sometimes I dream about her and I swear I can smell her perfume when I wake up.” His voice cracks and I make the decision to scooch closer, putting my hand on top of his.
“Have you thought about grief counseling? Sometimes talking to strangers going through what you went through could be helpful.”
Chris shakes his head. “No, I don’t think I want to do that. Do you want to watch a movie?”
I notice he’s really jittery. Is he nervous too? No, that can’t be possible. I’ve heard the stories about him and how much he likes women. He leans back and I do the same as he looks through the movies.
We decide on Jurassic World, with Chris Pratt, yummy. As the sky darkens outside, the inside of the house does too. I turn my head to look at Chris and find his head tipped back, staring at the ceiling.
Scooting even closer, I grab his hand. “Are you okay?”
Chris shakes his head and then I watch one tear slide down his cheek. I grab him and pull him into a hug. His whole body trembles as he buries his face in my neck. He’s not crying, but he’s battling some sort of emotional war inside.
My hand slides up into his hair and I stroke his head, surprised how soft his hair is beneath my fingers. We say nothing and I just let him work out whatever is going on in his head.
I continue stroking his hair and freeze when I feel his lips on my neck. Goosebumps pop up all over my skin. Chris kisses up my neck until he reaches my ear. “You’re so beautiful, Haddie.”
Pulling back enough to look into his eyes I make a quick, impulsive decision—I grab Chris’s face and pull him to me, kissing him on his lips. He immediately takes control of the kiss.
Sure, I’ve been kissed before, but it’s been only a couple of times and they were boys, not men like Chris. He forces my mouth open with his and his tongue swoops in, causing me to moan.
A small voice inside is telling me to stop this, but there’s this tiny voice telling me that I should take whatever he’s offering because who knows if I’ll ever get another chance—oh, I know I will eventually, but this, this could be my chance to get my first time out of the way. Plus it’s with someone I’ve known all my life—someone who would hopefully handle me with care.
Chris pulls me until I’m straddling his lap, coming in contact with his hard dick. He moans into my mouth and I feel it vibrate all the way down into my nether regions. His hands move down my back to my non-existent ass. He manages to find some ass to grab onto and rocks me on his dick.
He hits my clit and I mew against his mouth. His hands slide up my backside and then dip into my shorts, grabbing my bare ass. A full body shiver wracks my body and I feel wetness between my legs.
“Wrap your legs around me,” Chris whispers with his lips against mine.
I do as he says and suddenly he’s up and carrying me through his house. He lowers himself with me still attached to him until my back hits his mattress.
My heart pounds wildly in my chest. It’s dusk, so I’m able to see him barely as he stares down at me. The look on his face is intense. I don’t know what to do, so I reach up and cup his cheek. “You are so handsome.”
What is happening? This is Chris the douche, but right now there’s this…this thing between us.
He leans further into my hand and then turns his head to kiss the palm. “You feel it, don’t you?” Chris asks and all I can do is nod.
This time when we begin to kiss he’s lying on top of me with my long legs wrapped around him. I should stop him and tell him I’m a virgin, but he grinds against me and my mind goes blank.
My hands roam down his back and then up under his t-shirt. His skin is warm under my fingers. With one hand, Chris reaches between us and inside my shorts, then panties. He swirls his fingers through the wet and then rubs circles around my clit.
With a surprised cry I come and come hard, riding his finger as he pushes it inside of me. “Fuck, you’re tight.” I continue riding his finger until my orgasm begins to fade.
When he pulls his finger from my shorts, he sucks the digit into his mouth. He moans as he licks it clean and I swear I have a baby orgasm. Once he’s done, he quickly pulls off his t-shirt and then pulls me up to pull off mine and then he unhooks my bra.
I move to cover my breasts but he stops me. “Fuck, you’re pretty. I have to be inside you.”
My heart pounds as he pulls off my shorts and panties. Am I ready to do this? The first time is supposed to be awful, should I just get it over with? He pushes up onto his knees and then slides off of the bed. I watch as he pulls his shorts down.
His penis looks huge. I’m not sure it’ll fit, but I at least want to try. Chris climbs back up on the bed, dips his head and licks my pussy. I cry out because I’ve never felt something so incredible. In no time I come again, incredibly fast. I should feel embarrassed, but I feel boneless right now, and can’t pull up the energy to care.
Chris kisses up my body and stops, sucking first one nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the tip. Then he moves to the other, giving it the same treatment. I arch my back, pushing it deeper into his mouth.
All too soon he travels back up until he reaches my mouth. Our kiss is heated, intense, and then I feel him at my pussy. I know it’s painful at first, and lucky for me my body is languid—when he eases inside of me I squeeze my eyes shut. It burns and feels like I’m being split in two.
