INFATUATION

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The room reeked of sexual tension. We were both intoxicated but much like the other times we hung out in my room he held himself back. Later I would find out he did this because he was Muslim and had learned self control. I grew impatient with trying to read his every move and remember his choice of words to decipher whether he wanted to be more than friends.

He probably saw me as one of his guy friends. But when had I been friend zoned or was I doomed from the start.

He hopped on my twin size bed with ease. Even though he had big baggy jeans on I could see how excited he was. He could mask it through his words but there was no denying that he was feeling what I was feeling too. I was too nervous to initiate the first move and didn't know how too.

I was too drunk to get lost deep in thought and I couldn't keep my hands off of him. I was finding different ways to touch him. We laughed at nothing such mad it even funnier.

"Bet you can't beat me at wrestling!" I burped.

"What happens if I pin you down?" He chuckled.

"I don't think that's gonna happen so you have nothing to worry about!" I cheesed and lounged toward him making the first move. We begun trying to pin each other to make the other one tap out at some point we were in an alligator roll tussling in a circle. Every time he had me pinned down I'd roll myself over and break free and laughed and evil laugh.

"Yasmine!" His voice was a whisper but he grunted my name loud enough for me to hear. This time with a little force he pinned me down with his hands wrapped around my wrists. I looked up at his intense eyes. My half baked plan had worked. I thought we'd passionately kiss for awhile and he'd profess his deep love for me but something lurked beyond his eyes. It was animal like, this was lust.

My arms were still pinned over my head and before I could part my lips to say anything he had kissed them. Despite his hungry look he was still gentle. Time was slowing down, no my mind was slowing down it felt like it was going blank.

"Steve." I breathed once he left his head. He moved down to my neck and whatever leash he had was broken he wasn't holding back. He licked,bit, and sucked my neck with passion I had forgotten what there was to say.

"Turn off the light." He demanded and without hesitation I did what he wanted. He pushed me back onto the bed mounting me again. He breathed heavily into my ear as he lifted my leg up to lay on top of me. I gasped at the feeling of him on top of me I glanced down but in the dark I couldn't see what I was looking for but I could feel it.

"Steve I-" I started but stopped as he quickly ripped off my pants and threw it to the side.

"You ever have someone go down on you?" He whispered as his head slowly disappeared under the covers.

"Nuh uh." I swallowed. My thoughts started rolling back in as if they were back from their lunch break. When I had changed into my pjs earlier I took off my panties so when he took off my pants-

"Mmm!" I sang throwing my head back. That seemed to have egged him on because much like my neck he didn't hold back. There wasn't enough oxygen in the room I just kept gasping trying to catch my breath. The pleasure was so intense it felt like torture but I couldn't get enough.

"Like that?" He grunted now putting both my legs up.

"Hold it." His voice was so direct this was a new side to him. I folded myself to hold up both of my legs but once he had went back down it was hard to keep a tight grip.

"You better hold it." He warned. His hand slid up my legs and connected to my hands. His tongue took a deep dive and as if anticipating my next move he held me in place as I tried to squirm.

"Steve! Ah uhhhh." I screamed.

"If you want me to stop I'll stop." He huffed climbing back on top of me but before I could respond I could hear the sound of him unbuckling his belt.

"Steve wait I have something to tell you." I sat up now nervous again.

"What is it?" He held my hand like his gentle nature had came back to him.

"This is my first time." I uttered looking down embarrassed by what he probably thought of me.

"It's okay." He lifted my head and kissed me again. "I'll go slow. Do you want to keep going?" Once I shook my head yes all bets were off it felt like the was no going back. He took off his shirt and hurriedly ripped mine off and attacked my chest.

The sun started creeping through the my window and lit up a portion of the room and that's when I saw it.

"Um I don't think it's gonna fit." I whispered.

"Turn around." He spat as if he hadn't heard me. I shuffled around to lay on my stomach. His hands cuffed my hips and lifted me up.

"Don't run." He slapped my left cheek and held me down with his hand running down my back. He tried again this time rubbing my hand gently.

"There we go." He groaned still holding me in place. I squeezed his hand and I buried my head into my sheets to let out my cry of pain but just as fast as I felt the pain was just as fast as the pain had subsided.

Steve grabbed the back of my braids and lifted my head to say in my ear ,"Who pussy this is?". He was my first and I'd do anything in my power to have him be my last. He was mine.