Memories

Chapter 5: Sarah

It's the fact Rocky hesitated at the first kiss. Yet, when I found him lost in me, it hit differently. It was the most wonderful moment. I have had sex with many boys, but his kissing skill took my breath away.

I enjoyed exchanging saliva with him. He was on my mind. He was into my senses. I was feeling him inside me. It seemed like our souls merged into one. Every second, I wanted him more and more. I let my hands slip into his t-shirt and wrapped them around his back. He held my tongue for a bit as if he wanted to satisfy his taste. At that moment, I slightly quivered as if cold furled through my air. I wrapped my legs around his waist and scratched him on his back. However, it seemed like he didn't feel me hurting him, or perhaps he liked it.

He paused.

I opened my eyes and found him looking at me. He was breathing heavily; his eyes were screaming to devour me.

And. I wanted the same.

One last, long passionate kiss. Then ...

He shifted to my neck. He smelled me as if he wanted to store my fragrance somewhere in his brain. And I didn't intend to smell him back, but I did. OMG! I loved the smell of the sweat on his neck mixed with the fragrance of Versace Eros cologne on his t-shirt.

When he sucked on my neck, "ahhh...."

OMG! It was fantastic. It was flawless. It was unexcelled.

I had never had this type of feeling with any other guy.

It was not perfect, but it was more than perfect. It was out of the dictionary perfect.

Now he wrapped me in his arms as I allowed him space to let his arms slip under me. I loved him holding me like this. This was also unexcelled. My heart was satisfied with being in his arms.

"I love it," I said.

"I also love it," said Rocky. He sucked on my neck above my shoulder. "Not because it's my first time ..." he breathed, "but because you are the queen of my life."

He paused and waited for me to lock my eyes with his. Then he said, "you are not the queen of my life because of these physical touches we are into at the moment. Yet, because you are just not a pretty girl, but you have a golden heart that understands others and cares for their feelings."

He gave me a quick kiss on the lips.

"You are the queen of my life because you understood me and allowed me a chance to be with you."

He tried to kiss me again, but I turned my face to the other side and stopped him from kissing me. However, his lips touched my cheeks.

"What happened?" His eyes were full of surprise.

"I don't know, but my heart just told me to trust you. It just made me go for you forcing my brain to believe I may have a bright, happy future with you. I really don't believe the way everything's happening so fast. Yet," I said, "if you are loyal and honest, then believe me no one can stop you from having me as your queen for the rest of your life."

"I promise to never betray you." I didn't only felt the truth in his voice but also saw the truth in his eyes.

"Then what are you waiting for?" I said, beaming.

He smiled.

Then we exchanged a quick pack of the juicy kiss.

"I want to have sex," I said.

"Right now?"

"Of course, yes," I said. "Don't you want it, too?"

"I want to devour every inch of you." He licked his lips.

"So also do I want everything of yours," I said, smiling.

I also licked my lips, and then I winked at him.

I slid out my hands from his t-shirt.

He sat up on his knees to remove the t-shirt, but then ...

"Wait! I don't have a condom."

I kept staring at him, and he kept staring at me back blankly.

"What now?" I said, angrily. "Get up and keep watching your fucking Netflix series." I was so damn upset at him because I wanted it now. It already had been about twenty to thirty minutes, and he was still going like a pro. He was a champion at pleasing girls which I think he still didn't know about. I really didn't care if he knew about it or not, but I was euphoric to have the best time ever with him.

"I'm sorry I never felt like keeping condoms with me," he said.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to be rude to you," I said. "I know you need my help to change yourself."

"Don't be sorry," he said. "I'm glad to have you the way you are. Behave with me any way you want. I will still love you. After all, you are helping me to turn into a mature man."

I smiled at him. Then, "You are cute and smart. It will be my pleasure to turn you into the person you want to be. No matter later if we come into a relationship or decide to stay just best friends."

"I'll always respect your decision."

"That sounds great!" I said. "Let's take whatever we have between us to the next level. Come with me to my friend's birthday party tonight."

"That sounds fun! I'm down for it."

"Of course, you are," I said. "After all, I didn't ask you to come with me. I ordered you to join me at the party."

"And, that even makes more sense," he said. "I'll change clothes and be back with you in a bit."

"What's wrong with these clothes?" I asked. "They are perfect. T-shirt and pants. You just need to wear shoes."

"All right! Let me get the car keys, and we are set to depart."

"Also don't forget to stop the car at a pharmacy or at a store while on the way to my friend's house."

"I got you," he said. "Condoms if I'm not wrong?"

"No. I want to get a soda can," I mocked him. Honestly, his face was to see at the moment. Pale in embarrassment.

I laughed, and then said, "I'm joking. You are right."

He smiled, trying to hide his shyness by looking down.

"Be confident about yourself," I said, trying to look into his eyes. "You shouldn't get scared to say anything to your girl, who is surely me if I'm not wrong."

He looked at me, and said, "Thank you!"

I smiled, finding him even cuter than before.

He turned around and walked to his bedroom to get the car keys.