Page 42 of Halo: Tales Of A Hitman

Story shook her head with a disgusting expression. But it wasn’t at me, it was at what I said. Then, she stopped her tears before they fell.

“I am so sorry I just couldn’t imagine being in your shoes. That is something that would have destroyed my childhood instantly, just like you said. I am just so sorry Halo.”

“Don’t be sorry, I’m good now, you’ve given me something nobody ever has. Not saying my brothers wouldn’t have had my back if I told them. But I never felt like I could because what boy trips about something like that.

As we got older, my brothers and our friends used to talk a lot about older girls and how they would fuck on them. I felt like I would come off as a lame punk for telling them that. You know.”

“I do and it’s just unfortunate that that’s the stigma for boys and men. But I do not believe that at all. I think males can be violated by a woman just like girls can be violated by a man. It’s sickening that any other way would even be tolerated.”

I didn’t know what to say to that because I didn’t want to come off more victimized than I already felt. So, I just went with the next feeling.

“We can just be friends if you want Story. I mean, I’m not about to be no friend the way Hendrix is with you. I’m sure y’all talk about niggas and who fuckin’ who. I can’t do that because I might off the man you speak about. But what I can do is be around you and hang with you.”

Story chuckled then she shook her head. “I can look at you and tell you really don’t want that Halo. And neither do I.”

“What do you want then?” I needed to know.

“I want to be more than friends and I want to be your first kiss. Whenever you’re ready.”

This time I looked at her lips then her eyes and said, “What about now?”

“Really?”

It was cute as hell how shocked she was but had this flirtatious smile on her face.

“Yeah.” I answered.

“Okay.” She moved even closer to me. Her soft hand went on the side of my neck and our lips touched.

The kiss was sweet and her lips were extremely soft.

“You holdin’ back?” I asked her because I could feel that she was.

“I don’t want to freak you out and do too much.”

“I dig you for that boo, but you don’t have to hold back. Do what you feel, don’t be nervous.”

Story looked just as nervous as I felt but what she did not know was. I craved her bad, that’s why I had never been with a woman. My early exposure to sex caused me to think about it a lot and want it even more. The mixed emotions I had from being exposed at a young age was a fear of making a woman feel uncomfortable.

Story made me secure in such a shirt ass amount of time. Today, with the breakthrough I had with her, it’s given me new confidence. I’m not saying I was about to act like a rabbit and just jump on her.

But I felt drunk, like a hippie high off acid and mushrooms in the 60’s. Story’s essence, everything about her I wanted to swallow me all the time. Outside of the physical, I wanted everything from her because I feel like she was reviving me from the dead.

Story kissed my lips again. This time it was a little longer and juicer. “I am going to turn it up a notch. I’ll slide my tongue in your mouth. If you can, just follow my lead.”

“Got’chu.” I knew this was about to be my first tongue kiss.

I’d seen my brothers, Blake and I’d seen it done on porno videos. I fantasized about kissing a woman like this plenty of times. Story’s tongue entered my mouth with ease. I felt like a giant lame because I did not know what to do at first.

But I remembered she told me to follow her lead. So, my tongue did what hers did and we were in sync. Soon, she and I were in a war with who could suck each other’s lips off the best.

“Do you mind if I straddle your lap?”

I answered her by grabbing her thick ass and putting her on my lap. The second her warmness crossed mine it was over for me. Story had complete control of me in all ways. When she pulled back and sat up, I tried to pull her back to me.

Story giggled and said, “We’ll go back to kissing but first I want to do something else. If you don’t want to then we can stop.”

I agreed and she stacked two pillows on top of each other.