My body craves for him to just touch me without clothes getting in the way.
"No one," I say as I look into his eyes not waiting for him to ask, after all, I know what he wants to ask.
A groan escapes the back of his throat as he closes his eyes momentarily, when he opens them once more to stare into mine he brings his head closer resting it against mine, our lips almost but barely touching.
"Please let me be your first."
The breath leaves my lungs entirely and I suddenly forget how to breathe, did I hear him right?
I search his eyes for any sign of trickery I might find in them but I see none, he's being serious, isn't he?
His hand sends warmth into my sex and I'm tempted to open them further for him but then I suddenly remember why I'm in this position right now.
In my excessive rant, I had mentioned being a virgin and this happens, which means he wants nothing more than sex with me just because I'm innocent.
