I was in chemistry class sitting next to Chris when Peter passed me a note:
"Gabe's party this Saturday, are you in?"
-I'll see, Kitty's birthday is Sunday. - I whispered
- But the party is Saturday - I open my mouth - Don't even try saying that you are going to start making the cake on Saturday, you have already commented that the party will only be Sunday night.
How did he know?
- Okay, I'll go.
On the day of the party I choose a black dress with pleated skirt and the necklace that Peter gave me on Valentine's Day. I ask Kitty to braid my hair, but she says it will look childish and that it would be better if she just curl it. It really looked pretty loose and curled.
Peter picks me up at the time the party starts. When I get there I see that the house is full and at first I don't recognize anyone. I look better and see Gabe and Darrel in the kitchen, I point to Peter and we go towards them.
- Look at the most beautiful couple at the party! - says Gabe
I smile pleasantly and length them with a kiss on the cheek. We started talking normally, until Darrel started playing.
- So Peter, truth moment: who's better in bed, Genevive or Lara Jean?
Peter looks at me and I look away. Great.
- We haven't done it yet - I say - we're going little by little.
Peter seems relieved that I spoke, but Darrel continues:
- If you are going slowly it is because you have already done something. Tell us Kavinsky, what is it like to receive a blowjob from the beautiful Lara Jean?
Peter is very ashamed, and I am angry. I know Darrel is kidding, but is he uneducated? Gabe cuts the silence.
- Well guys, if you need my room key, it's here. You can use it, but clean up the dirt ok? - he laughs and gets lost in the crowd.
- Big Kavinsky, today is your day! - says Darrel, and then disappears.
We both enjoyed the party (Peter more than I did), played beer pong and Peter even jumped in the pool. At 11 pm Peter hugs me from behind and I feel something in my back.
- I was thinking ... - he says, cautious - I think it's rude to refuse Gabe's gift.
He shakes the key in front of my face, and before I can say anything we are already going up the stairs.
As we enter the room, he locks the door and I sit on the edge of the bed. We kiss and he doesn't take his hands off my hair, it looks like this time I'm the one who have to take the initiative. He lies on the bed and I'm on top. I kiss him gently and put my hand inside his shirt, running my hand over his abdomen and chest.
I look down and there it is: a big volume, bigger than the other times. I unzip his pants and take out his underwear. Then I realize: I have no idea what to do. Peter does not seem to notice, as he remains lying down and with his eyes closed. I'm ashamed, but I'd rather talk to him than do it wrong. I try to do this in the sexiest way possible:
- Peter - I whisper.
- Hmm? - he says, calm.
- I do not know what to do. - it was supposed to be sexy, remember?
He smiles and asks me to lie down next to him. Here we are: lying in bed, watching "Little Peter".
- I don't know how to explain it to you. Do you know in the videos? When the woman does it?
I shake my head negatively.
- Well Covey, there's no right way. - i can see he is REALLY embarassed - Start kissing, you can lick it if you want. Then put it in your mouth, you can use your hands too.
I don't say anything anymore, the situation is already embarrassing enough. I just do what he said, at first it doesn't seem like he's enjoying it, but then everything fits.
After he finishes we kiss, and I ask:
- How bad was it?- It was great Covey, you did a good job. - I sign, even though I know I didn't.
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