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It might not be my first time–honestly, it’s far from it–but sex with Bianka is something I’ve dreamed about for so fucking long. I’ve battled all my strongest instincts trying to take it slowly so I wouldn’t push her too far or frighten her. But I can’t wait any longer.
She’s irresistible.
I stumble against her bedroom door, slamming her back against the wood with unintentional force, and Bianka gasps, her lips parting as her chest heaves against mine.
“Sorry,” I murmur, but my apology is lost in her mouth as she kisses me more violently, seeming to grow more adamant.
Fucking Christ, this fiery brunette turns me on. My hand finds the doorknob, and I twist it, swinging the door wide and gaining entry to her room at last. I’ve never dared bring her in here before, afraid I would lose my sense of propriety if I crossed that boundary.
And now I have, with a surety I can’t bring myself to regret. I trust Bianka will tell me to stop if she’s still not ready, but I need her with a desperation that has grown unmanageable over two years of denying myself.
Collapsing onto the bed with her, I find myself bombarded by a small collection of fluffy stuffed animals. A good-sized giraffe topples between us as a white teddy bear launches itself at my face, other members of the zoo joining in the fray as I find us surrounded.
A stunned laugh bursts from my lips as I pause, taking in the sight of Bianka’s room for the first time.How can she possibly be this goddamn adorable?Her room is decorated with the innocence of a teenage girl.
While the decor is high-end and good quality, the color scheme is made up of pastel pink and purple and yellow. Framed posters of her favorite musicals decorate the walls, and a generous layer of frilly throw pillows and stuffed animals decorate her neatly made-up bed.
To top it off, when I look down at the precious girl in my arms, a deep blush colors her cheeks, darkening her freckles in apparent mortification.
“Oh my god, I’m so sorry,” she groans, covering her face with her palms as her sex-goddess demeanor vanishes. “I didn’t even think to warn you or fix my room.”
“Fix it?” I chuckle, my heart warming. Yeah, the stuffed animals might be a bit childish, but honestly, I love that I get the opportunity to see inside Bianka’s mind. To know what brings her comfort in a space she calls her own.
I reach up, removing the hand hiding her stunning eyes from view, and she tentatively lifts the other to meet my gaze.
“God, I fucking love you,” I confess.
Bianka’s eyes grow wide as I lean in, crushing her giraffe between us to steal another kiss. She releases a cute sigh, her eyes fluttering closed as our lips meet, and her anxiety seems to ease.
Once I’m confident she’s past her embarrassment, I pull back once more. “But what I have planned for you, I think it best your furry friends here don’t witness.”
Bianka giggles as I scoop the giraffe out from between us, tossing him out of sight in her closet. “I’m sure they’ll be forever grateful,” she agrees, helping me as she tosses her teddy bear over her shoulder with impressive aim.
After the bed is stripped of its girly decor, Bianka turns back to me, her skin radiantly flushed with excitement. “Whatdoyou have planned for me?”
Digging into my jeans pocket, I pull out a condom, one I’ve been carrying for the last month, just in case I found myself in an unexpected situation like this, where I couldn’t resist any longer. I hold up the foil so she can see, and watch her expression carefully.
“Only if you’re ready,” I insist.
Bianka’s big eyes grow wide, her cheeks growing a shade pinker, but she nods, silently telling me she’s ready.
“I had been planning on waiting for the next time I can take you on an actual date,” I explain regretfully. “Something special. But after hearing your speech, I don’t think I can wait.”
Bianka beams as she reaches out to me, and I close the distance between us once more.
“Me either,” she breathes, her fingers finding the hem of my sweater as she pulls it and my shirt up over my head in one smooth move.
She’s gotten much more confident in undressing me over the past month, and I grin, recalling the way her hands trembled so hard on our first date. I mirror her actions, my fingers slipping beneath the hem of her sexy off-the-shoulder dress as I slowly guide it up over her hips, her waist, and her breasts, relishing the sight of her as each inch is revealed.
Bianka lifts her arms, allowing me to pull it up over her head and off her arms. Then she stands before me, dressed in a tantalizing strapless bra and matching black lace undies. If that doesn’t make up for the stuffed animals, I don’t know what does. She looks like a proper lingerie model wearing the revealing garb of a temptress.
Air hisses between my teeth as I suck in a sharp breath, and I cup her perfect breasts, massaging them as I feel her nipples pucker beneath the delicate lace. Bianka’s breath catches, her chest rising against my palms.
She reaches behind her back, her lean arms tensing as she unclasps the bra, letting it fall to the floor between us. I groan at the exposed, darkened circles standing out from her body like insistent peaks.
“God, you’re beautiful,” I murmur, my hands sliding across her smooth skin and pulling her firm, supple body against me.
Bianka hums, her chin tipping up in a silent request, and I acquiesce, leaning down to kiss her deeply. The nerves in my body sing as her delicate hands explore me, slowly tracking up my chest, then moving back down so her fingers can trace the lines of my stomach.
