He Might Be Bad But He's Mine

We need to talk...

J

I'm nervous to tell him that I'm a Virgin but if I don't he'll be even more curios as to why I stopped him when we both had our shirts off and my shorts off. He was about to unbuckle his jeans when I stopped him. I might as well tell him before he starts getting suspicious or anything worse than that.

"Hey babe?" I said cautiously.

"Yeah?" He said looking at me now.

"Can we talk? It's kind of important." I said walking back over to the bed and sitting at the end while he was still at the top of the bed sitting in the same position I had left him twenty minutes ago when I had stopped him.

"You know you can talk to me about anything babe." He said.

"You know earlier when we were about to have sex?" I said looking down at my legs.

"Yeah. What about it?" He asked looking a bit more uncomfortable than earlier.

"The reason I didn't want to keep going is because I'm uh..uh..." I started to stammer.

"Are you okay J?" He asked looking concerned.

"I'm still a Virgin!" I yelled before I could think twice about telling him. I got up off the bed and walked to his bathroom and locked myself in there and started to cry. He won't want me now that he knows that I'm some fragile little Virgin and he probably won't wanna do anything with me anymore or even talk to me. Suddenly I heard a knock on the door.

"Babe? Open up." He said from outside the door.

"No." I said still crying.

"Open the door babe. We can talk about it if you just come out." He said in a soft voice that calmed me down enough to open the door.

I peeked my head out the door and looked at him. He pushed he door open all the way and came in. He grabbed my hand and led me back out towards the bed.

"Why didn't you tell me before?" He asked.

"Because you wouldn't wanna be with a little Virgin." I said looking down at my legs again. He lifted my chin with his finger and looked me in the eyes and just smiled.

"I love you Jordan Daniels. I don't care if you're a Virgin or not. If you aren't ready to do anything for another fifty years I would say the same thing and still feel the same way."

"Really?" I asked.

"Really." He said and kissed me softly.

"I need to tell you something else." I said. 

"Yeah?" He said kissing my neck and wrapping his arms around my waist.

"I love you too." I said.

He looked up at me and smiled. He kissed me softly over and over again. He really meant what he said. He loved me and he would wait until I was ready to have sex. We cuddled on the bed while it had started to softly rain outside. I looked at him and smiled and he returned a soft smirk my way.

He's absolutely perfect.