Red Velvet

Black Curtains (Ch. 7)

Tate pulled up to what was practically a mansion. It was gorgeous. Not like anything I'd ever seen before. He opened the gates and we walked up a long stone path to the front door. Not once did he let go of my hand.

Once we were inside he showed me around his whole house. Every single bathroom, bedroom (including his parents), entertainment rooms, & his guitar room. Finally he led me to his bedroom. The window shutters were open and the black curtains pushed to the sides. The bed was neatly put together, the red velvet comforter was tucked in on the sides and lied flat without a single wrinkle.

"You like?" he said with a wink. I giggled and smiled at him. Tate pulled me in and embraced me. He left soft kisses down my neck. My whole body tingled. It was a sensation I had never experienced. His hand gently went lower down my back, he stopped right above my butt, and pulled away with a smile.

We lied on his bed watching romance movies and eating chocolate. We spilled our every feeling to each other. I had no idea one guy could be so sentimental. It was a great feeling knowing I could be open and honest about my feelings with him. He was a tough looking, strongly built guy, but if you looked deep enough you could see he wasn't an average jock who wanted to get into every girls pants. He was gentle, kind, and genuinely caring.

Halfway into the movie Tate pulled me to his chest and looked down at me. We kissed for a long while while his hand caressed my back. His hand eventually slid down my thigh, back up to my belt loop, and over to the button. He unbuttoned my pants while I slid off his shirt to reveal what I hadn't seen before. His tan, toned stomach. He stepped off he bed and looked at me with a dirty smirk. His jeans hung low on his hips revealing his v-line. It was so sexy I could barely tame myself. I wanted to pounce on him and pin him to the bed and kiss him hard. He was the sexiest thing I had ever seen.

I sat on my elbows watching him undress. He slid his jeans off, so he was only in his blue, tight Hollister boxers. My mouth watered. For once in my life, I lusted for someone. I pulled off my shirt & shorts so I was only in my bra and black lace thong. I wanted him to take them off for me. Tate pulled the shutter and curtains and locked the door. I lied on the bed still.

He stopped after locking the door and turned around slowly. He looked like a lion ready to pounce on its prey. And that's exactly what he did. He walked to the bed and hopped on top of me. He left kisses along my body. At my neck he licked and gently bit. I couldn't take the teasing anymore. I unhooked my bra and reached for my thong. He stopped my hands. Without any words his face slid to my hips. He pulled my thong down with his teeth. And now the real shit began..