-Continued Flashback-
Telling him that I wasn't going to have sex with him right away, was a job. Not just telling him, but convincing myself that I was doing the right thing as his hands and mouth continued to tease me. I will give him credit though, he held back much longer than I expected him to. Some guys would get annoyed and decide to not see you anymore if you say no to sex.
After a few dates and many late night flirty texts, I couldn't take anymore. We both knew that I was on the verge of giving in. I just needed a little push to cave in and he was more than happy to give it to me. We went out that night with another couple, but ended up ditching them and came back to my apartment early. It's not like I didn't know what would happen once we were alone, I just didn't care. He pushed me into the wall as soon as the door closed.
I wasn't a virgin, but I wasn't a girl that slept around a lot either. Having been with only two other men in my past, I knew that Jared had been with lots of women. I just hoped that he didn't look at me like another friend with benefits. That wasn't what I was looking for and I had every intention of letting him know it.
I actually didn't plan to sleep with him that night, but once he started kissing and nibbling on my neck, I couldn't stop myself. He pushed my long hair to one side, freeing my neck for his mouth to abuse. His hand gripped my chin, holding me in place as he kissed and bit his way along my collarbone. The other hand slid under my pink top. "I don't do this all the time. I don't just randomly fuck," I struggled to get the words out of my mouth.
"I know you don't." He spoke between kisses. "That's not what this is," he whispered against my wet flesh.
My arm locked around his neck and the other his waist. All I could think about was how inexperienced I really was as I yanked the pink fabric over my head.
Taking his hand, I led him to my bedroom and watched him pull his shirt off. He strutted over to me, unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans and this was where I started getting extremely nervous. His black painted fingernails rubbed over my skin as he unsnapped my bra. Those blue orbs stared at me while shoving his jeans and underwear down. My eyes traveled down his body, curiously as he sat down on my bed. "Come over here," he whispered.
I slowly stepped closer, standing in front of him and feeling like I didn't have the slightest idea of what I was doing. He placed my hands on his shoulders and then tugged at the waistband of my jeans. I stepped out of them and sat on the bed next to him. "It's been a while for me, okay. I'm so nervous." My legs were literally shaking and my heartbeat was insanely fast.
He gently forced me down and laid next to me on my bed. Kissing me and running his hands down my leg, slowly pushing them apart. "You don't have to be nervous. We don't have to do anything you don't want to."
