My breathing was shorter than ever.
I was so scared that something would go wrong or he wouldn't like what he saw.
He grabbed the bottom of my shirt.
"You okay?"
I nodded.
"Yeah. Keep going."
He pulled it over my head.
Our lips moved in sync, our bodies pressed together.
I messed with his buckle and he laughed.
"What?" I said shyly.
"You're a little anxious aren't you?"
"Honestly I am so scared."
"Do you wanna stop?"
"No, not at all. I just don't wanna do anything wrong."
"You won't. I'll help you."
We both rose up.
He took off his buckle and slid down his pants.
"Wow aren't we getting close?"
He laughed.
"You'll be fine. You just need to-holy shit.."
I drew my hand back.
"What did I do?"
"Nothing...well nothing bad."
I palmed him again.
He threw his head back.
I started moving my hand.
"Fuck. God, that feels amazing."
I went faster.
His breathing quickened.
"Al-alright. S-stop."
I stopped.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing. Stop thinking negative. It's just the climax. I wanted to be inside you when it happened. You're doing amazing."
I smiled.
I unbuttoned my jeans and took them off.
"You look beautiful, Skylar."
Butterflies filled my stomach.
"I think it's your turn for pleasure."
He messed with the back of my bra.
When it fell I immediately covered my chest.
Why am I so insecure?
"Babe...you can trust me. I think you're beautiful."
I took a deep breath and uncovered.
"Wow. All of this for me."
He hesitatingly grabbed one and started massaging it.
I moaned.
That gave him enough confidence to go for both.
He sucked on one and then switched.
I was gasping and moaning.
He finally pulled back and smirking.
That smirk will be the death of me..
