Our kissing grew more and more intense. My hands were tangled in his hair, involuntarily tugging each time he planted a kiss on my neck right underneath my chin. Meticulously, he moved his hands down my body and stopped just where my shirt had rolled up a bit.
I didn’t give me any indication to stop, and he moved them a little bit lower, squeezing my thighs. He moved his hands back up and let them rest at the hem of my shirt.
As soon as I grabbed his hand, his whole posture changed. He lifted his weight off of me and looked me in my eyes. I smiled up at him, trying to ease some of the anxiety he was feeling. It’s not like he did anything wrong, but I knew that’s how he felt.
T: You alright?
M: Y-yeah, I just got overwhelmed. That’s all
T: Are you sure?
M: I’m sure. It was just .. very fast. And I’m not ready for ... THAT yet
T: Amor, we go at your pace. Whatever you need, or do or don’t wanna do, I got you
He caressed my cheek with his thumb as he spoke. I couldn’t help but smile at him. I averted my eyes for a second before I could gather my thoughts. I looked back up at him, biting down hard on my lower lip before I spoke.
M: I’m ... I’m still a virgin