"Are you sure you want this Zoey?" Angus asks, playfully and I nod my head in anticipation of whats to come.
"Yes please, I think I've waited long enough" I plead
"I don't know if you're ready for it yet Zo" He warns me
"Please" I beg him, he laughs and dips the spoon into the ice cream container, scoops out a small amount and places the spoon inside my mouth, it tastes sweet and tart all at once and I'm in heaven. I steal the spoon right out of his hand with ease, dip it in the carton and then place it where his lips meet, he lets it sit there a moment before opening his mouth and taking it in.
"You're a bad influence Zoey Amelia Green" He kisses me deeply, letting our cold tongues touch softly.
"How do you know my middle name?" I ask when we pull away
"It was on your membership, Zoey Amelia Green who lives at 74 Petersons Street, Brindleton Bay, born on 6th January" He says proudly, remembering my stats like he's studied for an exam.
"That's either impressive or somewhat creepy" I inform him, laughing
"I just pay attention to detail" He says, feeding me another spoonful of ice cream, it tastes so good too.
"What's your middle name?" I ask him out of curiosity
"I'll tell you if you promise not to laugh" He says seriously
"I won't, I promise" I tell him
"Theodore, it was my Grandfathers name, not that I ever knew him, he died before I was born so I was named after My father and my Grandfather, no original name for little Angus" He says
"I like it, it suits you, Angus Theodore Mckenzie, a strong name." Tell him, feeding him more ice-cream, "and your birthday?" I ask
"December 31st" He informs me
"Your birthday is New Years Eve?" I ask, surprised
"Yep, pretty great excuse to have a party every year too" He exclaims, "Being a twin though You and Tess must have some big birthday parties" he asks
"We did for our 18th this year, Tess is really popular at school, she's school captain and involved in every social event that school hosts and I get dragged to most of the events too but it's ok now coz I have Cassie to hang out with" I explain
"It wasn't OK before you became friends with Cassie?' He asks me
"Sometimes my classmates were not always nice to me coz the knew I wouldn't fight back. Nothing is ever said when Tess is around but she can't always be around" I explain, getting a bit teary thinking about it,
"Aww baby, that's not nice, I hate the thought of anyone hurting you. You need to just tell them to fuck off" He wipes away my tears and kisses me on the lips.
"Tess told them to fuck off for me, she doesn't let anyone treat me badly" I tell him
"I love that she always has your back. She tore strips off me today when I called her and told her you'd left here and I had no idea where you were" He says, looking ashamed.
"I shouldn't have left, I should have stayed and talked it through but I got scared because of how angry you were" I explain again
"I'm sorry baby, I should have talked too, I love you gorgeous and I hate that I hurt you" He says with sadness in his voice, I take the ice cream container out of his hand and kiss him to let him know that we are past it.
"I love you too Theodore" I tell him, laughing
"Amelia that is not funny" he says, trying to hide his smile, I tickle his skin around his rib cage lightly and he announces to me "Oh, it is on"
"No, Angus, please no, I hate being tickled" I protest, squirming as he pins me to the ground.
"Zoey, you never tell anyone that you hate being tickled, that's the golden rule of tickling, everyone knows once you let it be known that you hate being tickled it spurs the tickler on. Now you've left me no other option but to destroy you with tickles, sorry baby, you brought this on yourself" He tells me as he runs his fingers all over me with a feathery touch.
"Ok, OK, I love being tickled" I try the other approach
"Oh, you love it? So I should keep doing it?" He teases me
"Noooo, I'll pay you to stop" I beg him through fits of laughter, this is worse than boxercise
"Your money is no good here Zo, you know this" He tells me, he's enjoying this way too much.
"I'll do anything" I plead with him and he stops, looks me in the eyes and repeats back to me "anything?"
"Yes, anything you want, I'll do it if you promise not to tickle me for the next 24 hours" I'm willing to sell my soul at this point just to spare myself the torture. He jumps up and I hear him in the kitchen unpacking things from our shopping adventures today, he returns with the slim, sliver vibrator and a condom. I felt really ready to do this when we talked about it in the car but now I'm back to being fearful of what is going to happen.
"Baby, remember you can say no at any time and we can stop" He reassures me, reading my face.
"I know, I want to but i'm just really scared" I explain
"I'd be surprised if you weren't scared really, I'm actually a little scared too honestly" he admits
"What are scared of?" I ask him, sitting up to look into his blue eyes
"I'm scared I'll hurt you and you'll want to leave and I'm scared you won't speak up if you want to stop or you're not ready, I'm scared I'm forcing you into this and you'll think I'm an arsehole." He confesses, I had never considered that he had fears going into this too, stupid, selfish Zoey, only thinks of her own trepidations.
"I'll never think you're an arsehole Angus and I will speak up if I don't want to continue because I know you won't be angry at me" I promise him
"Would you feel more relaxed if you had a drink? I'm not suggesting you get drunk but one drink might help get the fears out of your head?" He asks sincerely and I agree
"Do you have alcohol here" I ask, knowing he doesn't drink much
"Lets go check whats been left behind, knowing Immie, she will have champagne" He says, jumping to his feet and puts his hands out to help me up
"Won't Imogen mind that some stranger drank her champagne?" I ask him
"It's not like she can't afford more Zoey and you're not a stranger, Imogen know all about you, she can't wait to meet you either" he tells me as we race down the stairs to where the bar is.
"You should check your noticeboard while we are down here" I say, laughing at the fact that he didn't even know it existed. He opens the front door and steps out into the small hall.
"Zoey, there's a noticeboard out here, did you know this?" He says laughing and I giggle
"Anything good left on it?" I ask, knowing my note would still be there
"Yeah, there's a love letter on here, "Dear Angus, Thanks for helping me do laundry. Love Amelia", oh Amelia sounds cute, don't you think so Zoey?" He says, making me laugh
"I think she has a boyfriend named Theodore would would punch you in the face if you made a move on her" I joke and he comes back inside the apartment.
"Zoey I'm a lover not a fighter so he can have her, I'm happy with my own Girlfriend" He leans down to kiss me, grabs the champagne and two glasses and we head back upstairs to the warmth of the fire. Pops the bottle open and slowly pours it into the glasses and hands me a glass and we sit in front of the firelight.
"Cheers Zoey, to new adventures together" He announces and we clink our glasses.
"Cheers Angus" I say in return
We drink our champagne and I'm starting to feel a lot more relaxed, not drunk, just relaxed.
"I think I'm ready Angus" I let him know and he stares at me so intently for what seems like forever, like he's preparing himself and then, after what seems like eternity he speaks.
"Where do you want to be? Out here near the fire? Or in my room? The bed is more comfortable but it is warm out here and I can bring out blankets and pillows and make you feel comfortable" He asks me as if it's the most important question I'll ever answer and I love him for being so sweet and thoughtful.
"In your bed please" I answer him, he kisses me softly, we get to our feet, he takes me to his room and I see the sheets are fresh, his maid must have changed them while we were out. He sits me down on the bed, turns on the bedside lamp and turns off the main light, he returns to sit beside me on the bed.
"Fuck I'm nervous" He admits, I'm not sure if he's saying it to me or himself though, I kiss him to try and ease both our nerves, the champagne has helped a bit with mine I must admit. We stop kissing and he looks at me and says "Im going to go very slow baby, I'm not going to rush anything ok?"
"I trust you" I tell him and he lays me back so that my head sits on the pillow.
"Im going to remove your skirt and panties and then I'm going to lick you" He's trying to explain his plan ever so politely to me.
"Will that hurt?' I ask
"No baby, it should feel good for you" He reassures me, "It may hurt when I enter you though but I want you to relax coz if you tense up it's going to hurt more"
I nod my head and unzips my skirt, shimmies it down my legs and throws it aside, then moves to my panties, had I known in advance I was going to be showing them off I would have packed a better pair than the 'Hello Kitty' pair Im wearing. I see him smile when he views them in the dull light but he doesn't say a word, he just slides them down my thighs, past my legs and they join my skirt on the floor. He sits his thumb at the hood of my vagina.
"You're very wet" He tells me
"Is that bad?" I ask, curiously
"Not at all, it will help" He assures me, "just relax baby" he orders me and take deep breaths to try and ease my nerves. I feel his tongue on me and I let a groan escape my mouth, my hips start pushing up slightly involuntary, it's like a total loss of control and I can feel that explosive sensation building inside of me again. This feels so much better than sitting on the washing machine did. I put my hand over my moth to try and disguise the moaning that is escaping my mouth and then I feel Angus' hand pull my at my elbow, he doesn't want me to me to hide anything and my orgasm builds. I moan his name as he picks up speed and I can feel my hands clenching at the bed cover and I know I can't hold on much longer. I feel my body quiver and release, my heart rate is starting to slow back down. I am happy and relaxed. I can feel myself slowly drifting out of this trance state, still tingling when I hear his voice near my ear whisper
"How was that for you?", he asks and then moves down to kissing my neck
"That part I really enjoyed" I smile at him in appreciation
"I'm glad you liked it"He smiles back and his hands start to wander over my body, "Zoey, you're still wearing clothing" He tells me as if I was unaware.
"So are you, you're wearing more than me" I accuse him
" I may need you to help me remove them" He pleads and I oblige, lifting his T-shirt over his head and throw it somewhere on the floor, I let my hands feel all the bombs and grooves of his perfect torso. He places one arm under my lower back and then uses it to roll me so that I am now on top of him, he smiles at me with a very cheeky smile, I pull myself up so that I can straddle him and he takes the opportunity to lift my red halter top over my head and it joins the pile on the floor.
"I liked it yesterday when You didn't' wear a bra, less items to remove" He laughs as he unclasps my plain black bra with ease, it falls, down my arms and ends up besides us and I bend down to kiss him deeply, I whisper to him"Will you teach me how to touch you, how you like it?", he smiles at me
"No one has ever asked me that before" He replies
"I want you to teach me what makes you....happy"I tell him, shyly
"My innocent girl can't say the word, that's very cute" He kisses me and reminds me "Zo, I'm still wearing pants and they're kinda restricting now" he laughs and I sit back up, unbuckle his belt, unbutton his pants, unzip them , I slide them down his legs and he kicks them onto the floor, it's only then that I realise he's not wearing underwear.
"It's wash day so I had no clean underwear" He smiles that cheeky smile and I know he's lying. He takes my hand and has me wrap it around his erection as he guides me with his own on how to please him. His eyes close and he groans with pleasure
"Your maid washes your underwear too I'm guessing" I ask playfully and his eyes open to look dead into mine
"Baby, don't talk about Joanna when you have your hand on my penis please, I don't want to picture my 50 year old maid while I'm getting it on with my girlfriend" He laughs and I apologise and we resume, he guides me to go faster as I feel hit grow harder in my hand.
"Fuck Zoey, We've gotta stop, I'm gonna cum if we keep going" He announces "Im sorry baby but it's time for the painful part"
I had almost forgot it was leading to that and now my nerves had returned, he rolls me onto my back and then I hear what sounds like a wrapper being opened.
"Remember, relax baby, deep breaths" He reminds me and I nod and close me eyes. He positions my legs so they are bent at the knees and I feel him slide himself between them.
"Are you ready?" He asks me
"Yes" I tell him
"Open your eyes, I want to focus on mine" He requests and I do as he asks and I feel a lot of pressure between my legs, I wince in pain and he sees it
"Do you want to stop?" He asks, concerned
"No, I'm ok I want to keep going" I plead and slowly begins to thrust inside of me.
"Wiggle your toes, it helps with nerves" he recommends and I try it and my nerves being to lessen. I wrap my legs around his waist and I feel him go in deeper as he kisses me passionately. I just want this part to end but it seems to be going on forever and I don't even know if I'm doing it right. After what seems like eternity of our bodies smooshed together in one big hot, sweaty, uncomfortable (for myself, not him) mess I feel him pick up his speed, the thrusting becoming my frequent, he grans my name before collapsing on to my chest where he lays for a few minutes in the afterglow.
I felt him leave my body, like any foreign object being removed, it was uncomfortable but it was over, I was just myself again but I knew I wouldn't be the same.
"Shit" I him him say to himself from across the room where he is disposing of condom into the bin and I sit up in a panic.
"Did it break?" I ask, becoming very aware that my breathing has increased and I'm on the verge of an attack but he is by my side in seconds.
"Zoey, breathe, it's nothing bad, I just forgot to put a towel down, that's it hun, we are all good, I promise" He soothes me and I begin to calm, I look at the sheets and see blood.
"I'm sorry" I say softly, I feel guilty, I've destroyed his freshly washed sheets, he kneels on the floor beside where I sit on the bed, looks up at me and says "Don't you ever feel bad about that, it wasn't your fault baby, it happens and I can wash the sheets"
"You don't know how to wash and you can't just leave it for Joanna" I remind him, smiling
"Zoey Green, will you teach me how to wash my sheets if I run you a nice, hot bath?" He pleads with me
"Only if there's a possibility of having bubbles in said bath" I negotiate
"Hmm I can see to that Miss Green" He promises
"Is there also a possibility you can join me in the bath?" I ask sweetly
"Wouldn't have it any other way baby" He says, taking my hand and leading me downstairs to the main bathroom. Angus was being modest describing this thing as a bath, its a giant corner spa bath, he turns the water on and I climb in, sit, stretched out and let the warmth of water fill up around me, Angus squirts a small amount of bubble bath into the stream of water coming out of the faucet and I'm in heaven.
"I'll be back" He announces and he leaves me to play in the building bubbly fun. I hear his footsteps above me, hear him stripping the sheet from the bed and a pang of guilt hits me. Tess never said anything about bleeding, she just told me how uncomfortable it was and how it felt painful. She's the only person my age that I know who has done this before but she was 16 and kept boasting about how she made Declan wait a whole year before she would even consider it. She would tell me I rushed in, that I should have waited, that I didn't know him well enough, or maybe that was my own insecure thoughts settling back in. Maybe I should have waited. Maybe I should have spent more time getting to know him, maybe I did rush things.
"How can you look so sad when you're surrounded by bubbles?" He asks me, breaking my insecure train of thought and climbing in the bath, immersing himself in the bubbly water, "You ok?" he asks me concerned look crossing his face and now I feel guilty that I'm having regretful thoughts. I smile at him and say "Of course"
"How are you feeling?" His questioning continues
"A little sore but I feel good, how are you feeling? I know you've done it before and all but was it OK?" My insecurity comes out to play. He reaches out across the bath and move into his lap, he kisses me and says "It was amazing. I'm so proud of you"
"I didn't really do anything though" I remind him and he looks at me confused
"I know it may feel to you that you did nothing but I could feel you and you worked hard too" He tells me, nuzzling into my neck.
"Will we do it again?" I ask
"Only if you want to, it's ok if you don't, I'll understand but it gets better, I promise" He replies and I believe him
"I'll do it again, not tonight though but I want to " I tell him and he smiles
"Friday night do you want to go out somewhere?" He asks
"I'm happy to stay in" I reply playfully, hoping that he's picking up on where I'm going with this.
"And what exactly are we going to do if we stay in?" He asks, raising his eyebrows
"Umm, you know, stuff" I reply
"Zoey you have to use your words, I don't know what 'stuff' is" He's mocking me
"We could woohoo" I say, thats always been my word for sex, it's a word I'm comfortable with.
"I'm not familia with that term, what is woohoo Zoey?" He's now laughing
"Sex Angus, I want to have sex with you" I shout at him, laughing
"That's My girl" he kisses me deeply
After our bath we wash the sheets and remake the bed with fresh, new sheets, climb in to bed and he holds me tight.
"Zoey?"
"Yeah?"
"Your feet are freezing"
"No, I put them on you so they can be warmed"
"Remind me to get you socks tomorrow"
"Yes please, I think I've waited long enough" I plead
"I don't know if you're ready for it yet Zo" He warns me
"Please" I beg him, he laughs and dips the spoon into the ice cream container, scoops out a small amount and places the spoon inside my mouth, it tastes sweet and tart all at once and I'm in heaven. I steal the spoon right out of his hand with ease, dip it in the carton and then place it where his lips meet, he lets it sit there a moment before opening his mouth and taking it in.
"You're a bad influence Zoey Amelia Green" He kisses me deeply, letting our cold tongues touch softly.
"How do you know my middle name?" I ask when we pull away
"It was on your membership, Zoey Amelia Green who lives at 74 Petersons Street, Brindleton Bay, born on 6th January" He says proudly, remembering my stats like he's studied for an exam.
"That's either impressive or somewhat creepy" I inform him, laughing
"I just pay attention to detail" He says, feeding me another spoonful of ice cream, it tastes so good too.
"What's your middle name?" I ask him out of curiosity
"I'll tell you if you promise not to laugh" He says seriously
"I won't, I promise" I tell him
"Theodore, it was my Grandfathers name, not that I ever knew him, he died before I was born so I was named after My father and my Grandfather, no original name for little Angus" He says
"I like it, it suits you, Angus Theodore Mckenzie, a strong name." Tell him, feeding him more ice-cream, "and your birthday?" I ask
"December 31st" He informs me
"Your birthday is New Years Eve?" I ask, surprised
"Yep, pretty great excuse to have a party every year too" He exclaims, "Being a twin though You and Tess must have some big birthday parties" he asks
"We did for our 18th this year, Tess is really popular at school, she's school captain and involved in every social event that school hosts and I get dragged to most of the events too but it's ok now coz I have Cassie to hang out with" I explain
"It wasn't OK before you became friends with Cassie?' He asks me
"Sometimes my classmates were not always nice to me coz the knew I wouldn't fight back. Nothing is ever said when Tess is around but she can't always be around" I explain, getting a bit teary thinking about it,
"Aww baby, that's not nice, I hate the thought of anyone hurting you. You need to just tell them to fuck off" He wipes away my tears and kisses me on the lips.
"Tess told them to fuck off for me, she doesn't let anyone treat me badly" I tell him
"I love that she always has your back. She tore strips off me today when I called her and told her you'd left here and I had no idea where you were" He says, looking ashamed.
"I shouldn't have left, I should have stayed and talked it through but I got scared because of how angry you were" I explain again
"I'm sorry baby, I should have talked too, I love you gorgeous and I hate that I hurt you" He says with sadness in his voice, I take the ice cream container out of his hand and kiss him to let him know that we are past it.
"I love you too Theodore" I tell him, laughing
"Amelia that is not funny" he says, trying to hide his smile, I tickle his skin around his rib cage lightly and he announces to me "Oh, it is on"
"No, Angus, please no, I hate being tickled" I protest, squirming as he pins me to the ground.
"Zoey, you never tell anyone that you hate being tickled, that's the golden rule of tickling, everyone knows once you let it be known that you hate being tickled it spurs the tickler on. Now you've left me no other option but to destroy you with tickles, sorry baby, you brought this on yourself" He tells me as he runs his fingers all over me with a feathery touch.
"Ok, OK, I love being tickled" I try the other approach
"Oh, you love it? So I should keep doing it?" He teases me
"Noooo, I'll pay you to stop" I beg him through fits of laughter, this is worse than boxercise
"Your money is no good here Zo, you know this" He tells me, he's enjoying this way too much.
"I'll do anything" I plead with him and he stops, looks me in the eyes and repeats back to me "anything?"
"Yes, anything you want, I'll do it if you promise not to tickle me for the next 24 hours" I'm willing to sell my soul at this point just to spare myself the torture. He jumps up and I hear him in the kitchen unpacking things from our shopping adventures today, he returns with the slim, sliver vibrator and a condom. I felt really ready to do this when we talked about it in the car but now I'm back to being fearful of what is going to happen.
"Baby, remember you can say no at any time and we can stop" He reassures me, reading my face.
"I know, I want to but i'm just really scared" I explain
"I'd be surprised if you weren't scared really, I'm actually a little scared too honestly" he admits
"What are scared of?" I ask him, sitting up to look into his blue eyes
"I'm scared I'll hurt you and you'll want to leave and I'm scared you won't speak up if you want to stop or you're not ready, I'm scared I'm forcing you into this and you'll think I'm an arsehole." He confesses, I had never considered that he had fears going into this too, stupid, selfish Zoey, only thinks of her own trepidations.
"I'll never think you're an arsehole Angus and I will speak up if I don't want to continue because I know you won't be angry at me" I promise him
"Would you feel more relaxed if you had a drink? I'm not suggesting you get drunk but one drink might help get the fears out of your head?" He asks sincerely and I agree
"Do you have alcohol here" I ask, knowing he doesn't drink much
"Lets go check whats been left behind, knowing Immie, she will have champagne" He says, jumping to his feet and puts his hands out to help me up
"Won't Imogen mind that some stranger drank her champagne?" I ask him
"It's not like she can't afford more Zoey and you're not a stranger, Imogen know all about you, she can't wait to meet you either" he tells me as we race down the stairs to where the bar is.
"You should check your noticeboard while we are down here" I say, laughing at the fact that he didn't even know it existed. He opens the front door and steps out into the small hall.
"Zoey, there's a noticeboard out here, did you know this?" He says laughing and I giggle
"Anything good left on it?" I ask, knowing my note would still be there
"Yeah, there's a love letter on here, "Dear Angus, Thanks for helping me do laundry. Love Amelia", oh Amelia sounds cute, don't you think so Zoey?" He says, making me laugh
"I think she has a boyfriend named Theodore would would punch you in the face if you made a move on her" I joke and he comes back inside the apartment.
"Zoey I'm a lover not a fighter so he can have her, I'm happy with my own Girlfriend" He leans down to kiss me, grabs the champagne and two glasses and we head back upstairs to the warmth of the fire. Pops the bottle open and slowly pours it into the glasses and hands me a glass and we sit in front of the firelight.
"Cheers Zoey, to new adventures together" He announces and we clink our glasses.
"Cheers Angus" I say in return
We drink our champagne and I'm starting to feel a lot more relaxed, not drunk, just relaxed.
"I think I'm ready Angus" I let him know and he stares at me so intently for what seems like forever, like he's preparing himself and then, after what seems like eternity he speaks.
"Where do you want to be? Out here near the fire? Or in my room? The bed is more comfortable but it is warm out here and I can bring out blankets and pillows and make you feel comfortable" He asks me as if it's the most important question I'll ever answer and I love him for being so sweet and thoughtful.
"In your bed please" I answer him, he kisses me softly, we get to our feet, he takes me to his room and I see the sheets are fresh, his maid must have changed them while we were out. He sits me down on the bed, turns on the bedside lamp and turns off the main light, he returns to sit beside me on the bed.
"Fuck I'm nervous" He admits, I'm not sure if he's saying it to me or himself though, I kiss him to try and ease both our nerves, the champagne has helped a bit with mine I must admit. We stop kissing and he looks at me and says "Im going to go very slow baby, I'm not going to rush anything ok?"
"I trust you" I tell him and he lays me back so that my head sits on the pillow.
"Im going to remove your skirt and panties and then I'm going to lick you" He's trying to explain his plan ever so politely to me.
"Will that hurt?' I ask
"No baby, it should feel good for you" He reassures me, "It may hurt when I enter you though but I want you to relax coz if you tense up it's going to hurt more"
I nod my head and unzips my skirt, shimmies it down my legs and throws it aside, then moves to my panties, had I known in advance I was going to be showing them off I would have packed a better pair than the 'Hello Kitty' pair Im wearing. I see him smile when he views them in the dull light but he doesn't say a word, he just slides them down my thighs, past my legs and they join my skirt on the floor. He sits his thumb at the hood of my vagina.
"You're very wet" He tells me
"Is that bad?" I ask, curiously
"Not at all, it will help" He assures me, "just relax baby" he orders me and take deep breaths to try and ease my nerves. I feel his tongue on me and I let a groan escape my mouth, my hips start pushing up slightly involuntary, it's like a total loss of control and I can feel that explosive sensation building inside of me again. This feels so much better than sitting on the washing machine did. I put my hand over my moth to try and disguise the moaning that is escaping my mouth and then I feel Angus' hand pull my at my elbow, he doesn't want me to me to hide anything and my orgasm builds. I moan his name as he picks up speed and I can feel my hands clenching at the bed cover and I know I can't hold on much longer. I feel my body quiver and release, my heart rate is starting to slow back down. I am happy and relaxed. I can feel myself slowly drifting out of this trance state, still tingling when I hear his voice near my ear whisper
"How was that for you?", he asks and then moves down to kissing my neck
"That part I really enjoyed" I smile at him in appreciation
"I'm glad you liked it"He smiles back and his hands start to wander over my body, "Zoey, you're still wearing clothing" He tells me as if I was unaware.
"So are you, you're wearing more than me" I accuse him
" I may need you to help me remove them" He pleads and I oblige, lifting his T-shirt over his head and throw it somewhere on the floor, I let my hands feel all the bombs and grooves of his perfect torso. He places one arm under my lower back and then uses it to roll me so that I am now on top of him, he smiles at me with a very cheeky smile, I pull myself up so that I can straddle him and he takes the opportunity to lift my red halter top over my head and it joins the pile on the floor.
"I liked it yesterday when You didn't' wear a bra, less items to remove" He laughs as he unclasps my plain black bra with ease, it falls, down my arms and ends up besides us and I bend down to kiss him deeply, I whisper to him"Will you teach me how to touch you, how you like it?", he smiles at me
"No one has ever asked me that before" He replies
"I want you to teach me what makes you....happy"I tell him, shyly
"My innocent girl can't say the word, that's very cute" He kisses me and reminds me "Zo, I'm still wearing pants and they're kinda restricting now" he laughs and I sit back up, unbuckle his belt, unbutton his pants, unzip them , I slide them down his legs and he kicks them onto the floor, it's only then that I realise he's not wearing underwear.
"It's wash day so I had no clean underwear" He smiles that cheeky smile and I know he's lying. He takes my hand and has me wrap it around his erection as he guides me with his own on how to please him. His eyes close and he groans with pleasure
"Your maid washes your underwear too I'm guessing" I ask playfully and his eyes open to look dead into mine
"Baby, don't talk about Joanna when you have your hand on my penis please, I don't want to picture my 50 year old maid while I'm getting it on with my girlfriend" He laughs and I apologise and we resume, he guides me to go faster as I feel hit grow harder in my hand.
"Fuck Zoey, We've gotta stop, I'm gonna cum if we keep going" He announces "Im sorry baby but it's time for the painful part"
I had almost forgot it was leading to that and now my nerves had returned, he rolls me onto my back and then I hear what sounds like a wrapper being opened.
"Remember, relax baby, deep breaths" He reminds me and I nod and close me eyes. He positions my legs so they are bent at the knees and I feel him slide himself between them.
"Are you ready?" He asks me
"Yes" I tell him
"Open your eyes, I want to focus on mine" He requests and I do as he asks and I feel a lot of pressure between my legs, I wince in pain and he sees it
"Do you want to stop?" He asks, concerned
"No, I'm ok I want to keep going" I plead and slowly begins to thrust inside of me.
"Wiggle your toes, it helps with nerves" he recommends and I try it and my nerves being to lessen. I wrap my legs around his waist and I feel him go in deeper as he kisses me passionately. I just want this part to end but it seems to be going on forever and I don't even know if I'm doing it right. After what seems like eternity of our bodies smooshed together in one big hot, sweaty, uncomfortable (for myself, not him) mess I feel him pick up his speed, the thrusting becoming my frequent, he grans my name before collapsing on to my chest where he lays for a few minutes in the afterglow.
I felt him leave my body, like any foreign object being removed, it was uncomfortable but it was over, I was just myself again but I knew I wouldn't be the same.
"Shit" I him him say to himself from across the room where he is disposing of condom into the bin and I sit up in a panic.
"Did it break?" I ask, becoming very aware that my breathing has increased and I'm on the verge of an attack but he is by my side in seconds.
"Zoey, breathe, it's nothing bad, I just forgot to put a towel down, that's it hun, we are all good, I promise" He soothes me and I begin to calm, I look at the sheets and see blood.
"I'm sorry" I say softly, I feel guilty, I've destroyed his freshly washed sheets, he kneels on the floor beside where I sit on the bed, looks up at me and says "Don't you ever feel bad about that, it wasn't your fault baby, it happens and I can wash the sheets"
"You don't know how to wash and you can't just leave it for Joanna" I remind him, smiling
"Zoey Green, will you teach me how to wash my sheets if I run you a nice, hot bath?" He pleads with me
"Only if there's a possibility of having bubbles in said bath" I negotiate
"Hmm I can see to that Miss Green" He promises
"Is there also a possibility you can join me in the bath?" I ask sweetly
"Wouldn't have it any other way baby" He says, taking my hand and leading me downstairs to the main bathroom. Angus was being modest describing this thing as a bath, its a giant corner spa bath, he turns the water on and I climb in, sit, stretched out and let the warmth of water fill up around me, Angus squirts a small amount of bubble bath into the stream of water coming out of the faucet and I'm in heaven.
"I'll be back" He announces and he leaves me to play in the building bubbly fun. I hear his footsteps above me, hear him stripping the sheet from the bed and a pang of guilt hits me. Tess never said anything about bleeding, she just told me how uncomfortable it was and how it felt painful. She's the only person my age that I know who has done this before but she was 16 and kept boasting about how she made Declan wait a whole year before she would even consider it. She would tell me I rushed in, that I should have waited, that I didn't know him well enough, or maybe that was my own insecure thoughts settling back in. Maybe I should have waited. Maybe I should have spent more time getting to know him, maybe I did rush things.
"How can you look so sad when you're surrounded by bubbles?" He asks me, breaking my insecure train of thought and climbing in the bath, immersing himself in the bubbly water, "You ok?" he asks me concerned look crossing his face and now I feel guilty that I'm having regretful thoughts. I smile at him and say "Of course"
"How are you feeling?" His questioning continues
"A little sore but I feel good, how are you feeling? I know you've done it before and all but was it OK?" My insecurity comes out to play. He reaches out across the bath and move into his lap, he kisses me and says "It was amazing. I'm so proud of you"
"I didn't really do anything though" I remind him and he looks at me confused
"I know it may feel to you that you did nothing but I could feel you and you worked hard too" He tells me, nuzzling into my neck.
"Will we do it again?" I ask
"Only if you want to, it's ok if you don't, I'll understand but it gets better, I promise" He replies and I believe him
"I'll do it again, not tonight though but I want to " I tell him and he smiles
"Friday night do you want to go out somewhere?" He asks
"I'm happy to stay in" I reply playfully, hoping that he's picking up on where I'm going with this.
"And what exactly are we going to do if we stay in?" He asks, raising his eyebrows
"Umm, you know, stuff" I reply
"Zoey you have to use your words, I don't know what 'stuff' is" He's mocking me
"We could woohoo" I say, thats always been my word for sex, it's a word I'm comfortable with.
"I'm not familia with that term, what is woohoo Zoey?" He's now laughing
"Sex Angus, I want to have sex with you" I shout at him, laughing
"That's My girl" he kisses me deeply
After our bath we wash the sheets and remake the bed with fresh, new sheets, climb in to bed and he holds me tight.
"Zoey?"
"Yeah?"
"Your feet are freezing"
"No, I put them on you so they can be warmed"
"Remind me to get you socks tomorrow"
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