I smiled at him and handed him my keys. I sat in the passenger seat and he drove us to his house. He carried me inside even though I told him he didn't have too.
Max: How are you feeling?
Ace: tired, but better.
He sat me on the couch and started the fireplace.
Max: You could take a nap
Ace: I'm fine, I just want to sit with you.
Max: What if I lay with you while you take a nap?
Ace: Do you trust me?
Max: Of course I do
Ace: I don't take naps, they ruin good sleep. Could you just sit with me?
Max: Can we talk about what happened?
Ace: What do you mean?
Max: You had a panic attack in the woods behind my house.
Ace: It's nothing, the thought of losing you just scared me.
Max: It's something else.
Ace: I haven't been sleeping as much, that could be it.
Max: Why aren't you sleeping?
Ace: Just stress I guess.
Max: Lovebug
I moved so I was sitting in his lap,
Ace: Max, I'm fine. Everyone handles stress differently and I don't talk about mine.
I ran my fingers through his hair, I always wanted to do that.
Ace: If you trust me like you say you do...
I kissed his cheek
Ace: Let me handle this my way.
He ran his hand up my thigh.
Max:Is this okay?
I nodded my head and kissed him. He moved from my lips to my neck.
Ace: No marks, swear
Max: I swear
He pulled my hips close to him. I moaned, it was the one sound I could get out clearly. I closed my eyes
Ace: Max
He kept kissing me and as much as I enjoyed it his little friend was enjoying our time as well.
Ace: Max
I put my hand on his chest and pushed him away slightly
Max: Is something wrong?
He looked concerned
Ace: No, but your little friend is very present.
I looked down
Max: Is that a bad thing?
Ace: I don't know, you know I haven't done "it."
Max: You talk about it like it's dirty
Ace: It's not that, it's just I'm not ready for that yet.
Max: I don't want to push you
Ace: And you're not, I just want to take things slowly with you.
Max: Okay, thought I have to ask, do you know what turns you on?
Ace: What do you mean?
Max: When you touch yourself, what makes you scream?
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The Start of You and I: FRESHMAN YEAR
RomanceCollege can be a great experience, new friends, hobbies, and relationships. Ace got it all, but there is one minor problem that could cost her everything. Will she choose to love the man of her dreams? Or her college career?
