What I Want, When I Want

CHAPTER 2. *14 years old*

Ahh 14, freshman year. And what an interesting year it was. When I was 14, I wasn't necessarily afraid to do much. I lost my virginity at this time (I intended to wait until marriage but shit happens) In fact, I still remember that specific day like it was yesterday..

•FLASHBACK•

(This happened with my current boyfriend Mark whom I trusted with my life.)

"Baby are you sure we won't get caught?" I asked in between kisses.

"No baby we'll be fine. My parents are out for a couple weeks and you've already told your mom that you're staying at Callista's. We'll be fine. Now let me go to work." And that he did. "Partition" playing as one after the other we undressed. Shoes, shirts, pants, underwear scattered everywhere. No time for foreplay. We needed each other right in the moment.

"Does it hurt,mami?" He asked me. God, that Spanish side...

"No. Faster." I needed this. He needed this. We needed this. Passionately he thrusts to the rhythm. I can tell that he's a keeper.

•FLASHBACK ENDS•

I smile just thinking about it. Knowing that I still have me freshman-year love in my life. My first time and probably better than it would've been with anybody else.