Her eyes opened wide. “No! I mean, I’ve never had sex before… with somebody who wasn’t my boyfriend.”
That touched me immensely.
She had wanted me so passionately that she had thrown all caution to the wind.
I leaned over and kissed her tenderly, then said, “Well, I’d like to apply for the job.”
She gasped and pushed me back a few inches. “Wait – seriously?!”
I grinned at her. “Too early?”
“I mean – with anybody else, maybe, but – seriously?!”
“Seriously. I’ve wanted you desperately since the moment I met you, Emilia.”
She stared at me like she couldn’t believe what I was saying. “But I was a total bitch to you!”
“Mm,” I said noncommittally.
She laughed. “Hey! You’re supposed to say, ‘No you weren’t!’”
“No you weren’t!” I said in a very over-the-top way that was totally fake.
She giggled and slapped my arm lightly. “Jerk.”
“Well, you had good reason,” I said as I touched her face lightly. “I’m just thankful you gave me a second chance.”
“Not like you gave me a choice,” she joked.
“What’re you talking about?! I was totally going to keep my promise and never see you again!”
“I know, I know. I meant how you kept coming back those first few weeks.”
“Well, you can’t blame a guy for trying.”
“Thank god you did,” she whispered, and leaned her head forward.
We kissed for a long time, our tongues softly swirling –
And my cock started to get hard again.
I knew she felt it because it was pressing into her leg.
She moaned and reached down to stroke my shaft.
But I noticed she kept her legs together.
“Do you want to have sex again?” I asked as I stroked her breast. Her nipple hardened under my touch.
She looked deep into my eyes. “Did you really mean what you said about wanting to be my boyfriend?”
“Yes. A thousand times yes.”
“Then I’d be your girlfriend,” she whispered, like she was trying the word on for size.
“Of course.”
“And it’d be just you and me, right? No seeing anybody else?”
