Entangled ✔️

Chapter 10

In which our hero and heroine get Cozy and watch A football game

**Mature content warning **

On Thursday night, Adam lay on Ahana’s bed, waiting as she got ready in her private bathroom. He had no idea what she was doing, since he could have easily taken off her clothes. Adam decided to be patient and give her all the time she needed. When she finally walked out, he tried hard not to wince or laugh. She wore a hideously huge white chiffon nightgown with a myriad of layers and ruffles. It managed to successfully conceal every inch of her body.

“Ana, is that you under all that?” he asked.

“You don’t like it? I thought it was sexy.”

“Uh, no…it’s not sexy, baby. You’re really playing up the whole virgin thing, aren’t you?”

She looked down at her nightgown, and Adam prayed she wouldn’t start crying. When she looked up at him again, she was giggling like a schoolgirl.

“Yeah, it’s pretty ugly.”

“Did you think it would turn me on? You look like a fucking wedding cake.”

“I don’t know. Meisha said I should get it. I should have been suspicious.”

Fuck Meisha, Adam thought, realizing she had purposely sabotaged Ahama. Meisha knew how to look sexy. Hell, she could teach a class on it. Why didn’t she help her friend?

“Come here,” Adam said, helping Ahana onto the bed. The gown crinkled noisily with every movement.

Ahana lay next to him, and they both stared up at the ceiling.

Finally, Ahana said, “Are you expecting me to make the first move?”

Adam laughed. “I’m just wondering how I’m going to navigate all those layers. Does that thing come with a map or anything?”

Ahana punched him in the arm. “I thought you could find your way around a woman’s body.”

“Oh, I can. Just give me a second.” He looked at Adam and then started laughing again, noticing the lace collar that covered her entire neck. She was laughing too, so he didn’t feel so bad about it. Then the moans started, loud, pulsating grunts followed by a knocking sound like a headboard slamming against a wall.

“Shit,” Adam said, wishing the sounds were emanating from this room. Obviously Jason and Meisha were enjoying an intense fuck session in the next room. Meisha started calling out Jason’s name. She said it louder and louder, and for a moment, Adam almost thought she wanted Ahana to hear her.

“Do you listen to this every night?”
“Most nights,” she answered. The laughter had gone out of both of their voices.

“Why don’t they go to his house? Jason has a really nice apartment.”

“Meisha feels more comfortable here, I guess.”

Meisha preferred it here because Ahana could absorb all of that sound. She had to know Ahana had a crush on Jason, and the girl went out of her way to make her friend feel uncomfortable.

Adam turned to Ahana, cocking his eyebrow. “Want to give them a run for their money?”

“Not really. I don’t feel very sexy right now, not that I ever did. But this gown is totally ridiculous, and I don’t want background vocals.”

Adam  understood exactly what she meant. He would be able to perform, but it would be more difficult, like a competition. Definitely not something he wanted to subject Ahana to, especially her first time. He had to be gentle with her, even though it wasn’t his usual technique.