Chapter 5 Crossing the line II

The kiss started slowly as it intensified, he was still standing, my legs were still wrapped around his waist. My hands shuffled between the back of his head and his neck. We were only a few steps away from the bed. He walked slowly towards the bed, I felt him put me down and come on to me slowly as I lay on my back. His weight is completely on me at this point, it feels so good to be under someone this good looking.

The light from his flashlight was growing faint. His lips meet mine again, but this time more aggressively, he holds his weight over me and I and I pull him back in, I don't want any distance between our bodies. I want to take his hoodie off, I want to know how good things can get, but I don't. feel his hands go around my thigh, he's caressing my thigh making slow movements with his hands. He leans backwards as his other hand slowly thugs my thighs, opening my legs slightly. I'm confused, I'm not sure I want him to stop, but I don't know where this is going. The moonlight is our only source of light at this point, the flashlight is completely dead. I feel him lean over me once again, this time his body is positioned in-between my thighs. He moves slowly upward, kissing me from my chest up to my neck and then finally on my lips again.

His hands slip inside my blue sleeveless top and I feel him thuggin over my bra. I can now feel his hands on one of my breasts, with a soft grip, this man knows exactly what he's doing.

Is this what making out feels like? I'm completely ignorant, I don't know what to do with my hands.

He pulls away from the kiss and rests his forehead against mine as he mutters, "if you're not okay with anything, tell me okay?", what a gentleman, he's taking my soul away and being a gentleman at the same time. I wrap my arms around him as I feel his tongue in my mouth, and I couldn't help but moan a little.

He takes his right hand out of my top and moves it slowly down my thighs and I can feel it in-between my thighs, he pulls my panties to the side as he starts moving slowly and I can feel his finger in me, I let out a moan. No one had ever done things to me like this, no one ever made me feel this way, I didn't want him to stop.

In just 14 days of meeting Ken I was locking lips with him, I know it's too fast. But hear me out, I'm feeling things I've never felt before. I'm doing things I've never done before, not with anyone. I only read about moments like these in books and I saw scenes like these in movies. Never have I thought I'd be experiencing it with Ken. He knew just what to do to make me feel like a woman, to make me feel alive. In just 14 days I was making out for the first in my entire life. In just 14 days I felt extremely seen and wanted. My heart is hammering in my chest as I'm filled with intense pleasure, I sink my nails into him as my hands go under his hoodie. My moans get louder and louder until finally...

He pulls his fingers out of me slowly, putting my panties back in place and collapsing beside me. We're both breathing heavily. What does this mean for us? Are we an item? Am I shameless for making out with a man that's not my man? Am I shameless for having the most intense makeout session of my life with a man I just met 2 weeks ago?...

The room is quiet, I can still hear his breathing. The room is suddenly cold and even with my clothes on I feel completely naked.