Detroit. •b.t.• (Completed)

27

Ash😊 told me to update again. . .lol, isn't she the greatest?

-
Sage

Bryson ran his fingers through my hair as we sat down on my bed together.

The house was empty, and Bryson wasn't shadowing my father today.

I moved around uncomfortably. "What's wrong, boo?"

He pulled my body into his.

I was finally able to sit still.

"Nothing"

"Sage-"

"You got an erection after you fell asleep in my room"

"I did? Sage I ain't mean to-"

"-and you made me moan"

He scanned the side of my face, probably to see if what I was saying was true.

"You serious?"

"One hundred percent"

"Wow"

"Is that all you have to say?" I turned to face him.

I wanted to know what he had to say about it, because my mind was all over the place.

He took the opportunity to kiss me on the lips. "I ain't stressin' bout it"

"Are you sure? I didn't mean to do it"

He took my by my waist and turned me around so that I was fully facing him.

"Look at me" Bryson demanded.

I shook my head no.

"You only shy 'round me" He chuckled.

"I know. I can't help it"

He put his finger under my chin and guided his face towards mine, pulling my bottom lip into his mouth.

Bryson's hands went back to my waist and he pulled me even closer, while softly biting my lip.

He licked my lip before letting go of it and kissed me fully.

The sounds of us kissing filled my ears and Bryson gently pushed me back on the bed.

His lips then traveled down my jaw, eventually leaving trails of kisses all the way down to my collar bone.

Bryson had gotten in between my legs.

His hand fumbled around before he intertwined our hands.

"Boo" He mumbled against my neck.

"Hmm?"

I was panting softly into his ear as he went back to kissing on my neck.

I rested my face against his.

I gasped softly, realizing how hot I was.

"I don't want it if you don't want it"

I nodded my head. "Please don't stop"

He kissed my lips over and over again before giving me a nervous grin.

What was he nervous about?

"Bryson, wait"

He stopped moving all together and looked at me.

"What's up?"

"Could you - could you be gentle? I'm not that-"

He silenced me by placing his lips on mine before sliding his tongue in my mouth.

I didn't know what to do, so I just let him continue.

His hands reached the button on my jeans, and he undid them in two seconds before sliding them down slowly.

"We don't have to" He reminded me.

"I know"

Clothes were shed.

Bryson stood in between my legs and I let out a nervous laugh.

"I gotchu, boo"

I nodded, and he slowly began to push himself inside of me.

I groaned slightly at my discomfort.

Bryson stopped and pulled all the way out.

"Uh. . .Sage?" A look of worry flashed across his face before it was quickly replaced.

"What? What is it?"

"I ain't no expert, but uh - . . . I swear that I feel your hymen"

I immediately sat up. "That's not possible. Let me see"

He chuckled. "How, boo?"

"Nevermind" I spoke, laughing nervously at myself.

"We can stop if you want to"

"No - if that's okay with you?"

He pushed me back on the bed and connected his lips with mine.

He pushed his way inside of me and I groaned again.

I then felt him applying more force.

"Stubborn" He mumbled.

I felt it break and tears immediately sprang to my eyes.

This shit really hurt.

"Ow" I cried and tried to sit up.

Bryson shushed me and kissed on my neck.

I tried to relax, but that didn't seem to work.

Ten minutes had passed and nothing seemed to change.

Bryson was being patient about the whole situation.

"Take it out" I slightly pushed against his chest.

He pulled out immediately, and I felt something drip out of me, making me sit up.

It was blood.

Not very much, but enough to make me freak out.

I looked to see Bryson peeling off the condom that also had blood on it.

How magical.

-