17
JILLIE
Wow. Last night was incredible. I can’t believe I let Leo go down on me—twice. Guys have tried to do that to me before, but I stopped them. I wasn’t comfortable, too exposed, and I didn’t trust them like I did Leo. In truth, I think I needed to love the guy I let myself be that vulnerable with.
And I can’t believe I gave my first blowjob. Leo was patient, letting me learn, reassuring me—and then he wasn’t so patient and thread his fingers through my hair and pulled just before he came. I’m not a fan of swallowing. It’s kinda disgusting, actually, but if he can do it for me, I can do it for him.
We had sex three more times. He had me climb on top. Talk about feeling exposed. But once we started moving, I didn’t even think about it. He took me from behind, and, I gotta say, I liked that a lot. He pulled my hair again. I think I’ve got a bit of a kinky hair-pulling fetish. The last time, it was slow and sexy. It was making love.
I spent the night. Aunt Ruthie didn’t say much when I texted her. Just to be safe, and we were. Condoms.
“I think I need to go on the pill,” I announce to Leo as I brush my hair after my shower.
He looks surprised. “You sure?”
I nod. “I want to be doubly protected. I mean, think of what happened to Trey.”
He cringes. “Yeah. I’m not ready to be a parent.”
“Me neither.”
He touches a fingertip to my nose. “I can go with you, if you want.”
“You don’t really want to go in and see all that, do you?” I ask. I mean, what guy would?
“Well, no, but I can wait in the waiting room for you.”
I smirk. “You realize that room is going to be full of women and some of them will be pregnant, right?”
He looks uncomfortable then shrugs it off. “If you want me there, I’m there.”
I cup his cheek. “You’re so brave.”
He chuckles. “You’re such a brat.”
I roll my eyes. “Duh.”
“I’ll give you ‘duh’,” he threatens, then I hear the garage door open. I freeze.
“Uh…”
“My parents are home,” he tells me as if that’s not a problem.
Hello! Girl in your house and your parents will know we had sex!
“Yeah, I should sneak out.”
He laughs. “You should not sneak out. My parents have been wanting to meet you.”
“Um, not likethis. They’ll know what we were doing, Leo. It’s embarrassing,” I admit.
“Embarrassing?” he questions, looking less than happy.
“Well, maybe not that, but I’m a little uncomfortable meeting your mom and dad when they know I’ve spent the night and we were having sex all night,” I confess.
He nods. “It’ll be okay.”
He doesn’t wait for my reply. He just grabs my hand and leads me to the kitchen where I hear people talking. I’m pretty surprised to see the kitchen and house are clean. Magic elves?
