Can a Boy and a Girl be Just Friends?

Chapter Seven: Explore

Chanyeol couldn't hide his smile.

He squeezed her boobs gently and rubbed her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, causing her to gasp and arch her back. Her eyes were screwed tightly shut as he continued to grope her, his member was straining in his shorts as he played with her chest.

He lowered his head to one of her breasts and began to suck on her nipple, gently tugging at it with his teeth, biting on it lightly. While sucking one breast, he moved his left hand to her other breast and began to squeeze and play with it, pinching the nipple and pulling on it.

Vana was gasping now, moaning with pleasure and delight.

With his free hand Chanyeol began to massage his member in his shorts, he couldn't believe how hard it was - it was like stone.

His mouth released her breast with a 'popping' noise and he brought his face up to hers, both of them smiling, looking into each other's eyes. It wasn't just the sex that he was looking forward to; it was having sex with her. He'd dreamt of making love to her for so long that he'd planned the whole thing in his head, how it would go, what it would feel like and what they would do. But love can't be planned, it sets its own pace and we follow.

"I love you," Chanyeol said suddenly, knowing that he'd never find someone as sexy, beautiful and smart as her. She was it, she was the one...she always had been. He felt he had to say it, he owed it to her after all these years of being silent.

"I love you too," she replied.

He pressed his lips against hers and they shared another kiss, wet and long, lovely. As he kissed her his fingers worked dexterously at removing her bikini bottom until finally he was able to pull it away from her body, then he let it flutter to the floor.

He took two steps back so he could admire her entire body. She cocked her head as he appraised her, putting both hands on her hips in a what-do-you-think kind of pose.

She looked away slightly and blushed, then returned his gaze, her lips shiny and her smile sexy. He couldn't believe how self-confident she was to be standing totally naked in front of him, wearing nothing but a flirty smile and a sparkle in her eyes.

"So," she prompted him impatiently, "what do you think?"

He walked over and circled her, pressing his member against her back and wrapping his arms around her midriff. He smelled her hair and kissed the side of her neck, gently flicking his tongue against her ear.

"I think you're so beautiful it's a crime."

She rubbed herself back against him, rocking gently.

"Now how's a girl supposed to answer that without going to mush? You sure know how to make a girl feel appreciated, that much I can say."

He slowly slid his hand down her stomach. He felt her stiffen slightly as he hesitantly pressed it between her legs, gently massaging her wet slit and rubbing the tenderest part of her body. Sighing, she relaxed her body against his and went with it.

"Letting me touch you like this, god, it certainly makes me feel appreciated," he whispered into her ear.

He slipped a finger up inside her, she was tight and wet, she turned her head and started to kiss him softly, stabbing her tongue against his and sucking on it. She was groaning into his mouth as he began to stroke his finger in and out, rocking her hips gently in time with his hand.

Chanyeol never had any sexual experience in his life, but he'd thought about it and seen his fair share of pornographic films often enough to realize that it wasn't all that hard, what he was learning was that the hard part would be controlling himself, to take things slowly, lingering over every little pleasure as they explored each other and made love for the first time.

She turned around and faced him, grabbing his hand and urging it back between her legs. He pushed his finger back up inside her as she slipped her hand inside his shorts and wrapped it around his erection. He groaned as she began to stroke him and they went back to kissing each other, it was so much sexier than he had ever imagined.

"I've dreamed about this for so long," she cooed. "God it's hard, hmm, I can't wait until it's inside me; sliding in and out."

"Ugh," was all he could say.

"You know, I feel like the odd one out, I'm the only one naked, let's rectify that shall we?"

She pulled her hand out of his shorts and grabbed the hem of his t-shirt, pulling it up his body until it got caught under his armpits. He was too busy staring at her face to realize that she couldn't pull his t-shirt off him.

"Raise your arms, silly, I can't perform miracles you know."

He couldn't help himself, he cupped her face in his hands and kissed her again, slowly, wetly, loving the fact that he could kiss her whenever he wished, relishing the feel of her warm creamy skin against his and that her sighs of passion were being uttered for him.

She broke the kiss and smiled at him, he wasn't sure what she was thinking but all he could think was how much he loved her. She tugged at his t-shirt again, this time a little impatient frown on her face.

"C'mon, you got a nice long look at me, now it's my turn, girls like looking at guys just as much you know."

"Sorry, I just had to kiss you, I couldn't help it."

"You can kiss me all you like when you're naked," she said with a kinky smile.