《I Found Your Love -Interracial-》TWENTY FIVE
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"Prove it." He slurs and smirked.
I moved closer to him and slowly pressed my lip against his. His lips were warm he then begin to kiss me back. At first it was gentle, like he was afraid to hurt me, but as soon as I began kissing him back he responded by pushing me roughly against the wall that was behind us, and kissed me with so much passion. I felt his tongue run across my bottom lip and I opened my mouth to let our tongues explore each others mouths. His lips reached my jaw, tracing the lines of my ear to my collarbone. They were so warm against my skin. I placed my hands high to his shoulders, where I entwined them with his soft light brown hair. He put his hands down at my waist while pulling me closer to his chest. He lifted me up from the wall and continues kiss me all the way up the stairs.
He places me gently on his bed and hovers over me, he lifts up his shirt revealing his tone abs that I've only seen on TV. He brushes his fingers against my shoulder letting the straps of my bra fall. He pulls down my dress and pulls me into a gentle embrace, his lips caresses mine as his hand roam down my curvaceous body. Pulling the rest of dress down and throwing to the floor. He unbuckles his pants showing his indent v-line. My lace pantie was torn off and thrown somewhere. My heart pounded in fear but soon was overtaken by pleasure. Each thrust deepened in me only made me fall deeper in love. Each kiss made me wonder why I rejected him all those times.
The morning sun peeked its bright head through the window. My head ached, and my body was sore. Last nights memories filled my head like a streaming river. I quickly open my eyes expecting to see Chase, but was greeted by a empty bed.
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"Chase?" I called out.
My called was answered by silence. I got up retrieved my clothes from the ground and walked down stairs. I was the only human existence in the house.
The tears were coming slowly but surely. My heart pound as I fumbled to find my phone. I dial Chase's number and placed it to my ear.
"This phone number is no longer in service"
I dropped to my knees and shook my head.
"No way." I mumbled. "Chase, wouldn't leave me like this."
I flipped through my phone to find Wyatt's number but he didn't answer. Great, just great. The counter in the living room were filled with beer cans. Tears rolled down my face as I pick them up one by one and threw them in the trash.
My virginity is gone, and so is the person who took it.
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