Chapter 2 Losing the V Card

Both of his hands traveled the length of my body grasping my waist, one hand moving slowly up my back before he pulled away, sense trying to claim his mind. "You're drunk and so am I, maybe we should sto-" he never finished what he was going to say, his words falling into dead silence as he stared at me. His eyes falling to my lips again and instead, he moved his hand to my face and pulled it down to his lips.

I felt his tongue poking at my bottom lip and I opened my mouth allowing him to smooth my tongue with his. The kiss turned stronger and stronger as he pressed our lips harder together until I could feel my own swelling. Pulling away, my breathing uneven, I stood to wait as he followed suit. His hands instantly wrapping themselves around me and pulling me against him, our lips entwining like that small break was far too long.

His hands moved down to my ass lifting me up, so my legs wrapped around his waist until I could feel cock pressing through the restraint of his jeans and against my drenched underwear. I tightened my arms around his neck pressing a little bit harder on his lips, wanting to get closer, wanting to ease the throb between my legs. He carried me upstairs to my bedroom and lay me slowly onto my bed. The weird thing about this was that a part of me actually knew what I was doing and didn't want to stop.

I wanted all of it. I wanted him to make me beg, to show me exactly how much better this night could get.

He laid himself on me making sure to balance his weight out on his elbows and began kissing my earlobe, his teeth nipping at the sensitive flesh as a pleasured moan escaped my lips. His sweet soft lips moved down my neck planting a trail of burning kisses stopping at my collarbone as his hand found the zip on the side of my dress waiting just a few seconds to see if I would stop him before pulling it down.

He lifted himself off me and stood on his knees as slowly pulled my dress off leaving me exposed to him. His eyes drank me in again, his lips parting slightly as he took me in. I couldn't help the way my cheeks burned red, my whole body feeling like I needed to scoot away from his glare.

I couldn't take it anymore; I just wanted his eyes anywhere else. Reaching up, I tangled my hands around his neck yanking him back down so that he was positioned back on top and took hold of the bottom of his shirt, taking it off to reveal his toned chiseled abs. My hands drifted around his chest feeling the soft yet hard tone of his muscles pressing against his skin before lifting myself up and bringing my mouth to his.

We fell back and he moved his hand so that it took hold of my left breast. I moaned louder this time when I felt the coldness of his hand against my warm skin. He kissed my neck again before moving down to my breasts murmuring an apology. He kissed the tender area around them teasing me as my insides screamed for more. His teeth quickly found my erect nipples, gently yanking with his teeth before sucking each one making sure to give both my breasts equal attention. My head rolled back into the pillow, muffling my moans as my hands shot up into my hair. I couldn't help tightening my thighs around him, my legs closing around his lower back trying everything to get closer.

He pulled away and looked at me with his hands resting on my pants line. His eyes burned like a fire waiting for my response, sending my whole being into overdrive. God, I want him. I want him so badly. I nodded quickly, a groan escaping my lips basically begging him to rip them from me. I grabbed his neck and pulled him down to me again and rolled him over, so I sat on top straddling him. I let my hands wander again, feeling his hardness pulse against my hand. I unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his jeans pulling them off staring down at his erect cock still covered by the thin material of his navy Calvin Klein's. I leaned in and kissed his chest up to his lips, making sure to take my time enjoying the way his breathing heightened with each kiss, my tongue lashing out against his skin. I felt his hands move up and down my back until he rolled over again staring down at me with his jaw tensed, his eyes restrained.

"God I want you so bad," I breathed, his breath washing over my face as loose strands of hair blew back, sprawled across my pillow.

"Then take me."

He didn't waste another second, my words throwing him through hoops as a low growl filled the air around us. Within seconds his boxers were thrown across the room. He came back and my fingers got knotted up in his brown hair. I could feel him pressing up against my entrance, the tip of his cock begging to enter.

"Are you sure?" he asked again, his voice clipped.

Was I? I think so.

I wanted him, that was for sure, but I've never been with a guy. I had no idea what to do.

"I'm sure," I mumbled. He leaned back down, this time gently taking my bottom lip hostage between his teeth as his fingers found their way down to my centre, At first, my eyes shot open, shocked by the sensation of his fingers gently rubbing my clit. But the shock melted away, the electric thrill filling me up as he slowly pressed a finger into me and then another.

I couldn't help moaning into his mouth, the fire in my stomach raging as he sped up his rhythm adding another finger as my head tilted back and my back arched into him.

"Please," I forced out, his teeth freeing my lips as he pulled his hand free realigning himself against me once more. The minute he thrust into me, his mouth parted a groan overshadowing the gasp that left my mouth at the sudden burst of pain. My hands grabbed his back, my nails scratching him before letting one of my hands fall grabbing onto the sheets. He slowly moved against me, never fully removing himself, trying to ease the pain.

He stopped and looked down at me, "Are you ok? I can stop."

"No, I'm fine," I didn't even think about what I was saying. It was as if someone else took over. My moans came out full of pain mixed with pleasure and I heard a slight moan escape his lips, his eyelids fluttering closed as his lips fell back to my shoulder.

Just when I began to think the pain wouldn't leave it eased and he started moving faster. With each push, I could feel him going deeper and deeper. My moans came out faster and full of pleasure. I didn't want him to stop, something in me had erupted.

I buried my head in his shoulder and muffled my moans. I could feel myself tightening around him, milking him for more until I felt his body tense against me. His thrusts turned quicker, more desperate his voice low and tight as his lips slammed to mine. My own body felt like it was rising with him, my insides tightening as a wave rolled over me until a loud cry left my mouth, my skin shivering as I fell back against the mattress with him limp on top of me.

A few moments and he rolled off over as I lay my head on his chest and he wrapped his arms around me, our breathing slowly tuning and going back to normal despite the rush in the air around us. For that time together I actually felt something strange that I'd never felt before... but I couldn't put my finger on what it was. Sleep was just around the corner and it took us both in our sweaty drunken states.

*

I woke in the morning with my head killing me. What did the hell happen? Sitting up, I placed my hand over my thrashing forehead, my duvet falling in a clumped mess around my waist. "Jesus what the hell happ-" my words cut short, my eyes snapping down to my body when I felt the cold nip of the air. "Why the am I naked?" I whispered, my eyes shooting straight up. A small groan next to me took me off guard as I slowly looked down. The next thing I knew, I was on the floor, the sheets tangling in my legs and screaming. "Oh my god!"

"Tess, what the hell?" Adrian yelled, jumping to his feet and running for his boxers as I gripped the sheet to my still exposed chest.

"Wha...what are you doing in my bed with me naked?" he looked at me than at the bed then back to me.

"You don't remember?" I looked at him and then it all came rushing back to me. The club, the headache this morning, the falling over and...and the sex.

"OH MY GOD! Did I sleep with...with you? You mean I...I lost my virginity...t-to you?" I loosened my grip on the sheet and slammed my palm to my forehead. "Shit! Oh god no, no, no!" I muttered to myself.

I forced my eyes to look up at him. His face took on a shocked expression as if the realisation of what we did came hitting him in the face only now. "Fuck! I really did do you?"

My whole body tensed, my blood turning cold as I stood up walking over to him and bringing my palm down as hard as I could with every inch of strength in me. He backed away quickly, his hand jumping to his cheek as he rubbed the reddening patch forming. But still, his face looked distant like he wasn't really looking at me but lost elsewhere in thought. "Why the fuck did you do that?"

"Because you...you took my...my...you...I hate you...it couldn't of...but...Ah, why do you always make things so- ugh!" I moved away before I hit him again, tears threatening to spread down my cheeks as I tried blinking them away.

He looked at me and all of a sudden, a sharp pain spread across my abdomen. I let out a yell and fell to the ground clutching my stomach.

"Tess!" in seconds he was by me. "Are you ok? What's wrong?"

"Nothing," I mumbled not too sure what it was. His face suddenly drooped, his voice low and uneven as I'd never heard it before.

"I....really...Dan's little...I'm sorry...I didn't mean-" his voice was quiet and for a second, I believed the sorry until the end.

"You didn't what? Mean it?" I asked, trying to keep my own voice even as I looked into his shocked blue eyes, the green almost enveloping the blue completely. It seemed shocked was his chosen emotion lately. "That it was a mistake?"

I couldn't help snap, the pain in my words clear.

"I have to go," he ran to his jeans and top throwing them on in a hurry before shooting me a glance saying, "I'm sorry, but you have to get over it. It doesn't mean anything we were drunk, and I still hate you like you still hate me." His voice was a bare whisper, his eyes leaving mine as my own widened, my chest erupting in pain as my heart thrashed against it before he went running out leaving me alone in a heap on the floor.

The second I heard the front door slam closed I let the tears fall freely. How could he? His words hit so much harder than I thought he ever could, I don't even know why but it fucking hurts. Things could never go back to normal. And how the fuck was I meant to get over it? He took my virginity my enemy took it.

Adrian took it.

I know should feel angry, which I do, but part of me just feels hurt...like I've been used and then dumped. Why was I feeling like this?

I got up and dressed before calling Tracy to make sure we were still on for tonight. One way or another, life goes on. I then called Krissy and spent half an hour convincing her to come, I just said I had to talk to her about something that happened last night. At first, she thought it was about her not waiting for me before she left and I just simply told her I had already left before her.

Just around about five, my brother came in. "Hey, Tess! I'm home, what's up home girl?" I ran downstairs and hugged him tightly, for the first time I actually missed him. "Hey, I invited a few friends over for a sleepover as you like to put it. That cool?"

"Yeah, who are they?"

"Well Jimmy, Chris, Luke and Adrian" my heart stopped at the mention of his name.

All my mixed emotions towards him drifted away, I only had anger left. I didn't feel like crying. only like getting my own back. But deep down a part of me felt differently, it still cried except that part of it was buried too far down and too hold onto.

I nodded and made my way to my room. We only saw each other a few hours ago and now we were gonna see each other again. To be fair, after his reaction this morning and mine, I would have thought he would stay away even if for a bit longer. Wasn't he worried I'd tell Dan? Ugh let's be realistic, I was too chicken shit to say anything. But he wants to act as nothing happened then fine, we'll act like nothing happened but that didn't change the way my stomach seemed to flutter at the idea of seeing him again, but my heart twitched, a little broken.