Tatum's POV:
"You're ready?" Ross asked with his eyebrows furrowed. He's not the smartest boyfriend.
I nodded my head, kissing down his neck and over his collar bone. He slightly moaned and closed his eyes, throwing his head back to give me more access. I've never done anything like this before. But by Ross's moans and groans, I seem to be doing a fine job.
"Are you s-sure you're ready for this Tatum? I don't wanna get t-turned on and you stop me in the middle of it," he stuttered as I continued to work my magic.
"I'm sure baby boy. But can we just, just take it slow? Please?" I said a bit quieter, as I got a bit more nervous and anxious.
"Of course," he breathed, then pressed his lips against mine.
We made out, not ever wanting to stop. His tongue trailed my bottom lip, and I had no clue what to do.
"Open your mouth," he mumbled against my lips. I cupped his face and opened my mouth.
His tongue began exploring my mouth and my lips, making me feel a bit uncomfortable. His tongue touched mine and began paying around with it. This went on for a little while longer until Ross finally decided to pick me up bridal style.
I giggled as he ran up the stairs with me in his arms. We made it into his room and he tossed me onto the bed. I laughed as he did so and then he got on top of me. Ross kissed me again and began grinding against my body. Oh my did it feel amazing.
"R-Ross," I whimpered. He was making me crazy. I felt a knot in my stomach. I've never felt anything like this before.
Ross began pulling up my shirt and afterwards he pulled down my pants. I was left in my undergarments as my boyfriend was fully clothed. I began tugging at his shirt, begging for him to rip it off and show me his perfectly toned middle section. Not soon after, his shirt and pants were on the floor.
He looked at me for a few seconds. He admired my body and kissed my forehead. "You're so beautiful. I love you so damn much."
I smiled and blushed a bit, covering up my face to hide it. He removed my hands and touched my face. "Tatum.. I need your permission to take off your bra and panties.."
I closed my eyes for a second and took in a deep breath. I felt his hard on my thigh, and that made me kind of happy knowing that I caused that. I remembered all the times Ross told me how perfect and beautiful I was. How amazing and precious I was to him. How much he loves me.
"G-go ahead Rossy," I bit my lip and ran my hands through his hair. He asked me if I was sure again, and I nodded.
I sat up and put my hands behind me, supporting me up, as Ross unclipped my bra. He slowly let it fall down my arms and onto the bed. I heard Ross take a deep breath as he started at my breasts. The knots formed in my stomach again. He didn't say a word, he just looked at me with love, passion, and lust.
I lied back down, not sure what to do. But then Ross pulled down my panties slowly, and stared, breathing uneasily again. I licked my lips and sat there, terrified of what he was thinking.
"Tatum.." He finally spoke. "You are perfect." Was all he said.
I smiled so brightly and big. I blushed and covered my fave again. Once I uncovered my face, Ross took his turn and pulled down his boxer briefs. My mouth went agape and I saw how huge he was. And I'm not even joking.
"Oh my god.." I whispered to myself. Ross smirked and stood up, walking over to his dresser. He pulled out and unopened condom wrapper, and opened it. He slid it onto his long and thick member. He then stumbled back over to me and laid on me , kissing my neck, then down my body.
"We'll start slow, babe," he promised.
He pecked my nipple. I shook. This was all so new and so weird. And I felt so exposed and vulnerable to Ross. And with him kissing my private parts, the parts of my body no one has ever seen and no one is suppose to see, I felt like.. well I don't know what I felt like. But it was terrifying.
He started kissing and sucking my breasts. I cried out with pleasure, saying his name. I closed my eyes and bucked my hips onto his. He moaned, as did I.
His kisses became lower and lower until her reached my most sensitive area. He spread my legs apart and started kissing my bikini line. This is where I got scared last time. And I'm scared now also. But I trust Ross. I trust him.
"I trust you," I whispered to him. He looked up and smiled genuinely at me.
Ross went back down and kissed the top of my lower lips. I felt cool air inside of me because of my legs being spread. Then suddenly.. he began kissing everywhere.
He was eating me by now. I moaned and groaned, almost screaming his name. I ran my hands through his hair and pushed his head further into me. I've never felt this before, but I love it. It was all new, but I finally trust Ross.
This felt so good. And just knowing that the guy that I love is making me feel this way, made me feel like the luckiest girl alive.
I suddenly felt a knot in my stomach, and it felt like I had to pee sort of..? "Ross.. w-what is that?"
"Just release baby," he calmly replied. And soon after him rubbing the littlest most sensitive part of my body for a few seconds, something spilled out of me, but it felt wonderful.
Ross licked it up..? Okay, but after that he came up and kissed me again, whispering, "taste how wonderful you taste baby."
His lips had a distinct taste, but I didn't mind it. Afterwards I felt his.. his member by my area, lined up to go inside. He looked at me.
"Are you ready?" He asked, kissing my ear. I nodded, and after a few times of him asking the same question again, he entered.
I cried out in pain, feeling salty tears slide down my cheeks. It hurts. "Ross.." I cried, a bit loud.
"Shh, baby it will get better. Just wait, I love you."
And soon enough, like always, Ross was right. I started to feel good. Pleasure. Ross thrusted in and out, at a normal speed.
"Faster.." I moaned. He thrusted faster and harder, making me scream.
And let's just say, I felt pleasure the rest of that night. Well, until the guys came home..
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im a terrible person. this chapter is for all you people who commented and wanted a dirty ass chapter. I know I suck at these but here is ross and tatum "making love". ur welcome. but this is dedicated to someone specifically. Some_Louder_Night love yo
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q ; to ross ; what would you do if you noticed laura getting jealous of tatum ?
a ; I'd have to apologize, because I don't like her that way. I love tatum, and I just hope she'll accept that.
q ; to ross ; what would you do if you saw calum hitting on tatum ?
a ; he just better hope that doesn't happen. yeah he's my best friend, but she's my girlfriend, and I love her. nobody is taking her away from me, or hitting on her
