From Virgin to Single

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"Your first love isn't always the first person you kiss, or first person you date. Your first love is the person that you will always compare everyone to. That person you will never truly get over, even when you've convinced yourself to move on."

"I don't think I'm ready yet." Luke said looking at me with his big bright brown eyes.

"Okay..." I sighed. "it's okay babe. You know I understand." I lied as I gave him one last kiss before climbing off him and then off of his bed.

"I'm really sorry babe. You look really disappointed." He said sounding half ashamed but also half relieved.

"Luke.. Really, it's okay. I promise." I whispered to him while leaning down to kiss him again. I found my clothes and began to put them on.

"It's getting pretty late though, I should probably get going." I lied again.

Luke continued to lay naked under his covers watching me intently as I finished getting dressed. His glowing tan skin made darker by the summer sun was still glistening from the mixture of our sweat. His toned body flexed in all the right places. His typically straight brown hair was now curly from the pillow he was laying on while I was giving him a blow job. His soft sweet lips were now pink and puffy from being pressed against mine for so long. Luke is so tall that he can barely lay correctly on his futon bed and has to lay at an angle. Luke's room was upstairs at his parents' home in the most wealthiest neighborhood in our small town. He had royal blue painted walls covered in movie and car posters with a few bible verses thrown around for good measure. His parents never allowed him to put up the maxim swimsuit model poster that his best friend had bought for him as a birthday gift, so it hid in his closet hung up behind his clothes. His big screen tv that sat on a huge glass entertainment center that he had suckered his parents into getting for him was still playing, "The Lord of the Rings", the movie we were "watching". Luke's parents went out to dinner tonight with a group of their church friends, but they let me come over while they were gone, which is extremely rare.

Luke laying there in all his gloriousness made it so hard to leave, but the fact that he still wasn't ready made it easy to get out of there as fast as I could. I had to call Piper and tell her what happened. I thought tonight was definitely going to be the night. But I was wrong... AGAIN.

Luke grabbed my waist and pulled me back on the bed once I was dressed and began to spoon me, kissing my neck and ear. I could feel his naked half chubbed dick poking my ass through his sheet and my body yearned for it.

"Rylee Girl, you know how special you are to me, don't you?" Luke asked me.

"I guess.. I just kind of wish you could show it..." I replied trailing off at the end already knowing that it was inevitably going to start a fight but really hoping that it wouldn't. 

"I thought you said you understood?" He rose his voice

"I do Luke!" I shouted not sounding convincing at all.

"Doesn't sound like it." He grumbled as he got out of bed and fumbled around the room looking for his boxers.

"I'm sorry. Luke. Baby, here. Calm down." I said calming down. I reached for his boxers that I knew he had left at the foot of the bed and stood up to hand them to him. He put them on and walked to me standing only inches away from me. He grabbed my arms and stared into my eyes like he finally wanted me the way I had been wanting him. My heart began to pound and I thought he had changed his mind. I waited for him to tell me he wanted me, instead he said, "Rylee, if you're going to keep pressuring me, I don't know if we can be together anymore." 

What? What did he just say? There's no way he said those words. There must be something wrong with my ears.

"Uhh. What?" I stammered trying to not throw up. I felt like the wind had been knocked out of me. I couldn't breathe.

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