nineteen.
Matt and I have never had sex. He's been kind of hinting that he wants to. So I'm gonna try to make it happen. Matt was over and I wore running shorts and a tighter tee shirts. I wrapped my arms around his waist and my hand accidentally grazed his area. He takes in a sharp breath and just keeps his eyes on the TV screen. I go and kiss his neck and then his jaw line. But he shoves me off of him and I land on the ground, "What're you doing, Leah?" I look at him in fear, "I-I just thought m-maybe tonight we could finally-" he finished my sentence, "Have sex? Oh baby I'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt you. Of course it can only if you want it to be." I nod and take his hand. We finally get to my room and start to make out. Then Matt lifts up my shirt and takes it off. Then we did the rest...
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Honestly I haven't really felt that motivated to write so Idk... I might take a break for a little while.
