"I don't need a psychiatrist." I smiled.
"Jocelyn?"
"I know I'm not what you're used to."
"What does that mean?"
"I've seen some of the girls you've dated." I lowered my head. "I'm much younger, very inexperienced, and definitely not as pretty."
"I don't care about age." He sat up and rested his hand in my lap. "As far as your inexperience, that's refreshing and not just from a physical standpoint. I like the fact that you're so eager to learn, and I love when you ask me questions about my education and the experiences I've had. There are so many things I want to show you."
I continued to look down because I felt ridiculous, insecure, and unworthy.Thatis the story of my life.
"Jocelyn." He took my face and moved it to the side so that I had to look at him. "I also happen to think you're beautiful."
"You don't have to say that," I whispered.
"Yes, apparently I do." He stared at me. "You really have no idea." He gently kissed my lips as he ran his fingers down my cheek. "I want you," he whispered. "But, I'm willing to take things slow."
"Sorry I got too eager." My cheeks flamed.
He continued to kiss me, but then pulled away and in a breathy voice whispered,
"Oh no, I want you eager." He moved his lips down my neck, hesitating just at the top of my T-shirt, but then moving lower and brushing his lips over my nipples.
A bolt of electricity shot throughout my body.This is exactly what I wanted.
He moved his hand up my stomach, and, just as he was about to reach for my other breast, we heard a banging at the door.
"Hey, love birds," Evan called. "Pizza is here, so put your plans on hold."
Alex moved back up to my face, pressed his forehead to mine, and squeezed his eyes shut. I started to giggle.
"You think that's funny?" He laughed.
"Did you hear me?" Evan banged again.
"We're coming." Alex groaned.
I took a deep breath. "I am kinda hungry."
Alex shook his head and rolled his eyes. He got up off the bed and gently pulled me to my feet. "I need you to go downstairs first."
"Why?"
"I need to get dressed and settle down, if you catch my drift." He glanced down at the bulge in his pants.
"Oh," I squeaked. "I did that?"
"Yes, baby, it was all you." He smiled.
I pressed my lips to his and thrust my tongue into his mouth, extremely turned on now.
He pulled away and pushed me toward the door. "I'll never get downstairs if you keep that up."
I pouted.
"That's adorable," he said. "But go, before I start ripping your clothes off."
