The Long, Hot Summer [RETIRED]

Chapter 3

That night after spending the day with my family, they finally let me go so I could spend the night at Bey's, not knowing that I would be coming back a deflowered young woman. After I showered and made sure I was just right for tonight, I grabbed my overnight bag and I walked over to Bey's house and walked through the front door, not even bothering to knock because after all these years this house was like my second home.

"Pook! I'm here! Where you at?" I called out into the quiet house. I heard a door open and close, followed by footsteps quickly approaching from upstairs. I looked up just as Bey appeared, making me smile widely at her.

"Hey Boo," she greeted with a smile just as big as mine.

"Hey, I brought you some cake," I said handing her the container with at least a third of my birthday cake. It was supposed to be shared with Mama T and Solange, but knowing her she would probably keep it all to herself. Bey and I liked the same flavor, italian cream.

She happily squealed as she took it from me and sat it on the table, "Ohhh, thank you! But, that's not the cake I want right now," she said before picking me up, making me yelp in surprise as she wrapped my legs around her waist and carried me upstairs to her room.

"Well damn, someone's eager," I joked, and she chuckled.

She put me down so that we were standing in front of her door, "OK before you go inside, remember, I told you I was gonna make this special for you, so I spent the day making sure I had everything I needed to make sure this moment was nothing short of beautiful, because you deserve to have your first time be one to remember for all the best reasons," she said, looking me deep in my eyes the whole time. It made me shiver, overwhelmed by the the love and care I felt radiating off of her.

I wrapped arms around her neck in a hug, nearly smashing our bodies together, "And that's why I wanted you to be the one I gave my virginity to, because I knew you would do just that," I whispered in response.

She kissed my head, "Always. Come on, let's go inside," she said, and I let her go and turned around so I could open the door. Once I did, my jaw dropped at the sight before me. Bey had hung up warm color fairy lights around her canopy bed and let the curtains down creating a dreamy, romantic vibe. She had strewn red and white rose petals all around, and she had her oil diffuser on, filling the room with a sweet, yet sensual fragrance. In the background playing lowly was some 90s R&B.

"Do you like it?" She nervously asked.

I continued to look around in awe before looking at her, "I love it. It's perfect."

She took my hand and after she closed her door, she led me over to the bed, "Nah, that's all you Boo. Can I kiss you?" She asked, and I nodded.

She turned me around, and gently caressed my face before leaning in and placing a soft, gentle kiss on my lips. It was different from the peck I gave her the day before; it felt different. Her lips were so soft moving in perfect harmony with mine. It was everything.

She pulled me into her even more by my waist as she began to kiss along my jaw down to my neck, immediately finding my sweet spot and going to town on it. I whimpered in pleasure, "Beyyy," was all I could say.

She began removing my clothes one by one, placing soft kisses along my body as she did so, until I was only in my boy shorts. All she had one was a large shirt covering her sports bra and briefs, so she took that off and then she opened one of her curtains so I could get on the bed, "Lay on the bed for me Mi," she instructed.

I did as I was told as I crawled onto the bed, laying down in the middle, because the pillow in the middle made me feel like that's where she wanted me. She got in after me, sitting up on her knees in front of me. The lights against the fabric of the curtains made her look dreamy, so fine and delectable. I could only hope I looked the same.