If It's Easy.

CHAPTER XIII

My body still trembled from the pleasure I'd just endured. I laid on the bed nervously draped underneath my fuschia comforter. I tried not to pay attention to the array of noises that came from my bathroom, knowing it would only make reality that much clearer.

That did just happen, I would finally have to think.

As if someone was watching, I quietly tipped out of bed and pulled my panties back on.

It'd been a couple of minutes since Prince disappeared into the bathroom to relieve himself. The noises I heard coming from that room would make a nun kill herself. Grunting, panting, moaning. It was hard to keep my cheeks from setting on fire. I tried to relax as I got back in bed.

When the door cracked open, revealing light into the dark bedroom, my heart skipped a beat.

Out he came, appearing as nothing had happened. Shirt tucked in, fully dressed and all. My eyes fell to the floor beside me as he walked over and climbed in bed. I felt the cover raise as he got underneath.

"Please don't start acting like that." He quietly complained.

"Like what?" I turned to face him, his was flat against a pillow.

"Like we're strangers." His voice, barely above a whisper. I kept my smile hid when his hand caressed my hip.

"I'm not." I laughed a little nervously.

"Then look at me." He said, raising my chin. Our eyes met, and instantly I felt naked. "You don't have to be afraid to admit you liked it..."He paused, seemingly in deep thought. "I'm not."

"I'm not."

"You letting me do that for you, that was special. I know that I'm the only guy who you've ever done anything with and I'm grateful...even though I would've loved to do more." He smirked as I did. "That'll come one day."

"Thanks, and it's not that I don't want to do other things, it's just..." I paused looking for the right words.

"Your scared."

"No I'm no-"

"That's okay." He grinned, placing a finger over my lips. "It's good to be scared sometimes." He smiled suggestively. "I don't even know if your ready yet."

"Don't say it like that."

He laughed quietly, revealing that chin dimple.

"We'll get to that one day, right?" He asked earnestly, raising a brow.

"Yeah..." I nodded. "...one day." I said with coy smirk.

"Don't play with me."He laughed, pressing his fingers into my side.

"You ain't slick." I said, trying to grip his hands.

"What?" He asked shocked.

"I know...you're trying to... tickle me." I said between laughs, as I watched his eyes.

"Not trying to, I am." He said laughing before catching me off guard and tickling my sides.

I squirmed trying to move his hands but I couldn't. I was too busy laughing.

"You're so weak." He laughed, trying to reach for my armpits. I reached his hands just in time.

"Stop..." I whined, trying to keep from peeing on myself.

"I thought you weren't ticklish." He said, pinning me down for better placement. It was a little scary how strong he was. "Why 'you looking like that?" He asked, still tickling me.