“Uh yeah, sure, that’s fine with me.”
He shrugged, trying his best not to jump for joy like a toddler at the thought of his incredibly beautiful girlfriend saying she wanted to stay the night with him. What he wanted to do was crawl towards her on his hands and knees, ready to beg for absolutely anything she wanted if he could just put his head between her legs, but in order not to scare her away he settled with the halfhearted shrug and smile.
She could see right through him, of course. She could see how his eyes almost bulged out of his head and how his large hands flexed with anticipation. It gave her a surge of confidence she hadn't really had before, and she stood up slowly from the couch, making her way towards his very tense body.
“I don’t have anything to sleep in though,” she said with a teasing pout, “Can I borrow one of your t shirts or something?”
He took a deep breath and turned away from her awkwardly, not wanting her to see how embarrassingly quick he was growing hard in his dress pants.
“Yeah of course, come with me, I’ll grab you something.”
She followed him up the stairs into the bedroom that she had only seen once very briefly about a week ago. Although he had told her that he and Jordan shared a bedroom with twin beds uncomfortably close to each other, shedidn’tbelieve him until she saw it with her own eyes. She thought it was incredibly endearing that Jordan was so concerned with his brother’swellbeingand future that he wanted to keep such a close eye on him.
The room waspitchblack until he walked into the closet and flicked the light on, illuminating the room in a soft amber glow. He opened a few drawers before he finally settled on theshirthe wanted her to wear – his favorite Cleveland Cavaliers shirt that he worenearly everyday in high school.He gripped it tightly in his nervous hands before he turned back towards her, giving her a warm smile.
“Will you help me out of my dress?” She asked in a whisper, reaching her hand towards her backindicatingto him that shecouldn’treach it.
He rubbed the back of his neck and closed his eyes, silently giving himself a quick pep talk to keep himself in check and let Tessa take the lead on anything. He had controlled himself decently well up until this point, but they had also not been alone like this yet with such suffocating tension between them.
“Sure,” he whispered back, walking towards her.
She turned her back towards him and pushed her blonde hair over her shoulder, exposing the low back of the dress.
His long fingers were shaky as he reached out and grabbed the zipper,slowly pullingit down, exposingmore and moreof her perfectly smooth and fair skin that was dusted with freckles.Hewasn’tsure what was going to happen once the zipper was all the way down; wouldshe wait for him to leave the room? Would she undress and put the shirt on right in front of him? Would he be able to hold himself back fromputting his tongue all over every inch of her body?
He stood frozen in pleasantly surprised silence as she let the dress fall elegantly over her slim body all the way down to pool around her bare feet. She turned around slowly, her blue eyes hooded with desire and a slight glimmer of nervousness. He let out a shaky breath and lowered his forehead to hers and tangled his hands into her hair.
“I’ve beenobsessingover having you naked in front of me since the moment I saw you,” he whispered against her lips.
She reached her fingers out and slowly began to unbutton the white dress shirt he had been wearing all night. With each button that came undone her heart sped up more, and the low hum pulsing through her body was beginning to reach between her thighs.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” he asked, his hands releasing her hair and running slowly down her bare shoulders and down her arms.
“I’m so sure,” she whispered back to him, making sure to make intentional eye contact so he knew she was serious.
Their lips were hovering, breaths mingling, noses nestling. She could feel that his touch was hesitant and nervous, and shedidn’tknow why.She knew he had his fair share of experience, and she doubted he was ever this hesitant.
“Do you not want to do this?” she asked, scared of the answer.
“What?” He pulled back to look ather,brows furrowed in confusion and a slight tint of anger.
“You just seem like you’re scared to touch me or even look at me.”
He sighed and brought his hand up to grip the back of her neck.
“I just really likeyou,Tess. Like more thanI’veever liked a girl and I reallydon’twant to do anything to fuck this up. Especially with it being your first time and all. And the thought of that has me so worked up and I’m scaredI’llhurt you or do something thatyou’reuncomfortable with or-”
She cut him off by grabbing the hand that was holding her neck and guiding it down and placing his hand inside of her panties, making sure his fingers wereflushagainst her opening that she knew would give him irrefutable proof that she wanted this. His breathcaught inhisthroat,and he groaned at the feeling of her against his fingers. She was incredibly wet, slick, and hot against his skin.
“Do you feel that?” She asked, forcing his eyes open to look at her.
“It feels so good,” he whispered against her lips.
“That’show bad I wantthis;how bad I wantyou. And Idon’twant you to be scared or nervous.All ofthe thingsyou’vebeen saying you want to do to me, I want you to do them.Don’thold back. I want all of it.”
A surge of adrenaline, lust, and what he undoubtedly knew was love, pulsed through his body, and in aninstant,she was on her back on his bed.
She giggled through the whiplash of being thrown onto the bed so unexpectedly, loving every minute of it.
