Destined Our Unexpected Love (18+/BWWM) ( Final Chapters Coming Soon)Completed ✅

Chapter.10 First Time ( PT.1)

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Kayla stared at Michael's back from his scullery kitchen.

When they had left the hospital, she told him she did not want to be alone. So begrudgingly he took her back to his place. He had gotten out of the car without saying a single word to her.

He walked to his cabinet and pulled out some vodka. He poured himself a shot. Downed it immediately and then took another. He leaned up against the counter dangling the glass over the sink. Kayla jumped when he let the glass drop.

He walked past her, took off his white shirt which he had worn almost two days in a row and headed to his bedroom. He changed into another shirt. Jesus it was hotter than Satan's toenails in his house. His air conditioning had been broken for weeks but with summer now approaching, he needed to get it fixed.

When he came back into his living room, she was standing in the kitchen washing his dishes. He wanted to tell her to stop, but he was tired as hell and did not feel like doing them himself. He went to sit on the couch.

Kayla turned around and dried his shot glass. His back was tense, and his head was resting in his hands. She knew he did not want to talk right now.

She walked over to him and stood in front.

"MT?"

He did not answer her.

Kayla got to her knees. He seemed to look right past her. She tried to remove his hands, but they were like steel bands.

"He'll be okay MT. The doctor said so," she offered.

Michael continued to think about everything. He thought about losing his "father" and how lost he would be. Completely alone. He felt stressed and... horny as hell? He kept flexing his jaw. His teeth even felt tight.

He glanced down at Kayla. She was wearing a white tank top and tight short trendy black vest and an even shorter jean skirt. She must have thought she was going on a fashion shoot when the ambulance arrived. That pissed him off too. A lot for some reason. What the fuck was wrong with him?

He was not sure why, but he quickly grabbed her wrist in each of his hands. The sudden move scared her. He stared at her nervous face. Then a small bead of sweat fell from her neck to her chest and slowly slid down between her round caramel breasts. Oh Shit.

Again, he could see himself doing it, but fuck if he could stop it. This is not how he wanted it to be with her. It should be in a soft bed with plush pillows and soft satin sheets. Not on a hard-dirty floor in a hot ass house. And her first time should not be with him. He had always assumed she was a virgin. At least she better fucking be is how he looked at it.

He pushed her onto her back and fell in between her legs. He began kissing her. Hungry messy kisses all over her face and neck. This girl made his senses crazy. He could not think of shit else while he was on top of her.

He ripped the buttons from her vest and pulled her flimsy white tank top and bra up and over her head. She immediately covered her full breasts with her hands. She bit her lower lip and that action alone made him even crazier. He could not get his pants down fast enough.

Kayla could not believe it was happening now, this moment she had waited for since she was old enough to understand what sex was. He was being rough, but she did not care. She was so nervous but felt it best to just take his lead on everything.

Once he finally kicked his jeans and boxers down, he pulled his shirt over his head in one swift movement. His fucking dog tags almost choked him in the process, but they clanked back against his chest. He slid her jean skirt down her legs and flung it across the room.