Chapter 7 First Kiss

Makayla was in a trance hearing Thomas whisper talk to her, his hands felt warm to say the least, and the way he looked at her gave her butterflies in her stomach.

However she was caught off guard when Thomas suddenly kissed her. Thomas had just finished his speech when he asked her to be his girlfriend, she looked so cute talking to him shyly.

Then his gaze traveled from the flutter of her eyelids, to her rosy cheeks and to her slightly parted lips. He suddenly felt the urge to kiss her, the plump lips before him was rosy in color, a nice fit to her face.

He couldn't control himself, he just wanted to kiss her so badly, and he did. Makayla who was inexperienced with these kind of things was utterly shocked to feel his hot breath against her nose bridge.

Eyes wide open, Makayla let him take the lead as it was something she had no clue on how to do. Thomas kissed her slowly and passionately, smacking sounds traveling in the room, slightly nipping her lips, Thomas wrapped his arms around her, bringing her closer and seeking permission to delve into her warm depth.

His tongue doing wonders to her own, Makayla weak in her knees, succumbing to the savory feeling of need that coursed through her body. She finally closed her eyes melting to the pull she felt.

Thomas didn't need to wrestle with her, she was inexperienced and longing for his touch after the first few seconds, he kissed her lovingly, that must have been the best kiss he'd ever had in his life, one filled with love and not basic lust.

Makayla fit snugly on his lap, facing him, his arms wrapped tightly but gently around her waist. The hem of her skirt had raised slightly because she had to part her legs to sit comfortably.

Thomas and Makayla parted from their first beautiful kiss, a string of saliva an evidence of their entanglement seconds ago was evident, it snapped seconds later as the duo had their fill.

Thomas looked at the work of art that sat on his lap, she looked so scrumptious with the errant hairs from her messy bun sticking to her forehead, her breathing fast, eyes closed and lips slightly parted. It seemed like she was still in a daze.

She finally recollected herself and noticed that she was now sitting on his lap, she struggled to get up from his laps, flushed cheeks and looking away shyly, but Thomas was having none of it. "Where are you going?", Thomas asked noticing that she was struggling free to stand up from his laps.

" Someone might see!", Makayla said looking away shyly, Thomas followed her head movements, as she turned her head in opposite directions when he wanted to make eye contact. He was able to make eye contact, holding her chin in place and looking down on her lips, his other arm wrapped snugly on her waist.

"Do you think I'm ashamed of you?", Thomas asked, Makayla looking down because she thought Thomas was ashamed of her. " ohh my God!", Thomas exclaimed before he wrapped her in a tight hug, his head between the crrok of her neck.

He looked her in the eyes, "I'm never ashamed of you kitten, never, alright?", Thomas said to Makayla, smiling because of the blush that formed on her face, she tried to stand up again, uncomfortable by the prick below her bottom.

Thomas noticed this and asked, " what happened?", Makayla was hesitant to talk at first but she realized that if she really wanted their relationship to work, sh needed to start talking about how she felt.

"Your belt is poking me?", Thomas smirked at how naive she was, "but that's not my belt sweetheart!", Thomas said watching her reaction go from confusion to shock.

She looked in his eyes realizing what he meant, Thomas smiling at her realization, she looked away and tried to get up. " where are you going?", "I have to go to the kitchen, to make dinner!", Makayla said trying to get herself out of the situation.

Her mind was thinking a lot of dirty things which couldn't even be uttered and the man in front of her wasn't helping matters. " Okay, wait for me, lets cook it together!", Thomas said, surprising Makayla and Pearl who was eavesdropping on their conversation.

Thomas finally lifted Makayla off his thighs, revealing the bulge that had formed on his area. Makayla looked away, an evident blush on her face, Thomas chuckled at her reaction and kissed her hair all of a sudden, startling her.

He grabbed his laptop and went up his room to take a cold shower, something he really needed to calm his blood, literally. He felt really excited when he was with her, he made a mental note to keep his member at bay because he didn't want her to think she was a sexual interest. Everything he felt for her was raw, unmatched, overwhelming and extraordinary, he wasn't going to mess it up.

Makayla rearranged the fluffy pillows, and the couch to where it was supposed to me, a smile plastered on her face just reminiscing what she had just experienced with Thomas.

It was her first kiss, and it was like everything she imagined, tender touches, slow and passionate, and with someone she liked. She went to the kitchen to get the materials needed to prepare dinner, a smile still plastered on her face.

"My work here is done!", Pearl muttered after seeing both of them leave the place of entanglement, she had watched the whole scene unfold with her eyes, and she couldn't help but commend her brother for being so fast. She walked to her room to get the remaining of her stuffs, as she would be going back to her husband after dinner.

Makayla was in the kitchen, taking out the items they needed to cook dinner, she was checking everything again when she noticed a spice container needed to be refilled.

The can was high in the cupboards and she couldn't reach it no matter how she tried, she didn't notice the person watching her from behind, who raked her from bottom to top appreciating the view that laid before his eyes.

When he saw she was most likely to fall, Makayla suddenly saw a hand filled with arm veins reach out for the same can so easily. " This one?", she heard the familiar voice ask above her head, she nodded, shy, remembering the moment they shared minutes ago.

She turned, expecting Thomas to drop the spice can on the kitchen island, but he didn't, instead he dropped it on the counter and held Makayla between his chest and the counter behind her.

For a few seconds , all they did was stare at each other, Thomas looking down and Makayla looking up as she was much shorter, taking in each other's view. However, they were jolted back to the kitchen after Pearl yelled, "are you both making dinner, or babies?". Makayla was startled by the sudden interruption and slipped through his other arm when he turned to look at Pearl in disbelief, he angrily sent her a glare.