"Hey Isaiah?"
"Hm?"
"Don't you remember that... talk we had?" Don't be nervous now. You spent the past few days that you've been off your period for this.
"THE talk?"
"Yea..."
"What about it?"
"Well... I'm ready."
I never saw his eyes this wide. Not even when we had our talk.
"Baby, you're just horny. You are not rea-"
"Yes, I am."
"What!? You already wanna fuck me and I haven't even kissed you yet?!"
Why can't I just have what I want? He's my boyfriend and best friend. Someone I trust and love. Not caring, I kissed him. Yea it was our first time. Pulling away from the kiss, I look him in his eyes.
"Yea... I'm not a professional kisser." I said as I watched him smile.
"Here, let me teach you." He said, this time, holding on to the back of my head as he kissed me once again, but this time it felt different. You could tell he really meant it. Just as I got comfortable, he added in tongue. The more comfortable I got, the deeper the kiss got. Soon Isaiah had been lightly pushing me on the bed. He then pulled back, allowing both of us to get some air.
"Baby, please be vocal and communicate with me. Tell me if you want me to go faster or slower. If you want me to go harder or be gentle. Let me know if you don't like the way I touch you or if you want me to touch you somewhere. Most importantly, tell me if you want to stop." He said looking me deeply in my eyes. with his caring ones.
"Yes, Isaiah."
I then watched as he leaned down, over me, and began to kiss on my neck. Soon his kisses turned into him sucking on my neck. I lightly crapped onto the sheets, as to contain my moans. I don't know if I moan right.
"Be vocal baby."
He said, pulling away.
"Can we like.... put on some music or something?"
"Of course."
I watched as he got up and turned on his speaker. As he connected his phone and dimmed the light, I mentally prepared myself. I didn't know I was this bold.
As I had been deep in my thoughts, I was pulled back to reality by Isaiah kissing me, this time trailing kisses alongside my jawline, down my neck as he began to unbutton my blouse.
Did I ever ask you to take me shopping in Paris or go sailing overseas and just drape me in Gucci? No
I watched as he trailed kisses between my breast, down my stomach until he reached my jeans.
"Take them off." I said, nervously, only to have Isaiah look at me more closely. "I'm sure."
After my jeans had been completely off me, he began to kiss on my inner thighs. Once again he looked up at me.
So won't you say my name? Say my name.
"Can I?" knowing what he had been asking for, I reply.
"Yes."
Watching as he removed my panties, I took a deep breath. When his tongue connected with my clit, I couldn't help but let out a small moan, which was followed by me biting my lip as I closed my eyes.
"Be vocal baby. I want to know that I'm making you feel good."
"Yes, Isaiah." I nearly moaned out.
