Pierre looked down at Julie confused for a moment because she pulled him out of the trance, he was in. Julie was breathing heavily, her hair was messy and her cheeks had a nice red color. Pierre became even more aroused by the sight of her. To him she looked like the most alluring goddess. It was hard for him to stop especially because her appearance gave away how aroused she has been. Yet she asked him to stop. Why?
Pierre moved his hand away and looked at her with a hint of disappointment in his eyes but that feeling was more directed towards himself than her. "Did I do something wrong?"
Julie pulled her dress down and sat up on the sofa shaking her head. "No, nothing. I'm just not ready for this. I'm sorry." She felt bad for going that far just to push him away because she could feel how much he wanted this. She didn't want him to think that she was leading him on because she absolutely didn't. She enjoyed every second of it until it got a little too serious.
Pierre just realized that she didn't call his name earlier because she was aroused but because she wanted him to stop. He started to fell ashamed and he chided himself for being so inconsiderate. He got carried away and didn't make sure that she wanted it too.
He took Julie's hand in his. "Don't apologise. It's my fault. I should have asked you for your consent. I'm sorry Julie. I swear I don't want to pressure you. We can take as much time as you want."
Julie smiled at him thinking that he was the cutest, most caring guy she has ever met.
Then why didn't she want to sleep with him? Her body wanted him. She has never felt like this before. Everything he did felt good and she was craving for more.
Yet something inside her started to panic when he moved his hand near her intimate part. It felt like there wouldn't be a way back if she didn't stop him right then.
She kept her virginity for so long to find someone who is worthy of giving it away and it felt unreal that now the time has come.
Is Pierre worthy of taking her virginity? Well, he is the most amazing guy she has ever met and he loves her. Shouldn't that be enough?
"Thank you, Pierre and don't worry about it. You did nothing wrong. I liked everything that happened today," Julie tried her best to reassure him.
But it wasn't working that well. 'Except the last part,' Pierre thought dejectedly.
Julie gave Pierre a kiss on the cheek and stood up. "It's late. I will go over to my place. Good night."
"Wait!" Pierre grabbed Julie by her arm "Don't you want to stay overnight. I promise, I won't try anything. We will just sleep in one bed and if you let me, I will hold you in my arms." He couldn't let her go like this. If she leaves now, he won't be able to sleep tonight.
Pierre looked at Julie with sad puppy eyes and she almost gave in but the truth was that she needed some time alone. Her head was a mess and she wanted to think about what happened in peace.
"I'm sorry but I need some time for myself. I will see you tomorrow." Julie gave Pierre one last kiss on the lips before she left.
"Okay, Good night." Pierre gave up and looked after her with a heavy heart as she walked out of his apartment. Great, the last thing he wanted was being alone with his thoughts right now.
Pierre buried his face into his hands. He felt like shit because he let it come to this. How did he let himself get carried away like this? Julie's first time should be special. He should prepare something she will never forget and not like this in his apartment with traces of alcohol in her system. Maybe she wasn't drunk but she had a few drinks in the bar and that might have influenced her. So, it was clear that it wasn't the right timing.
Pierre felt like an ass because he knew that Théo's words did something with him. His ego got the best of him and he kind of wanted to proof that he can have Julie if he wanted. He wanted to proof that she desires him too.
He knows that it was stupid because Julie has no experience and it is only natural that she wants to wait in her first relationship but he has to admit that a side of him feared that Julie doesn't want him. What if she doesn't find him attractive?
After all, she never considered him as more than a friend before he confessed his love. Pierre remembered the guy Julie was dating briefly. He looked totally different from him. Dark curly hair with slightly tanned skin and a cleaned shaved beard. He on the other hand was blond and he couldn't grow a hair in the face if his life depended on it. Not that he was insecure about his looks. He knows that he got a handsome face with a nice jaw line. Many woman find him attractive but what if he just isn't Julie's type? What could he do about it?
Pierre felt the thoughts in his head spinning and he decided to take a cold shower to distract himself from his anxiety.
Julie was in her apartment trying to process what just happened. She and Pierre almost slept together. And it would have been her first time. She didn't know what came over her when she jumped on him in the car. She guessed that Pierre's way to show his feelings openly just did something with her.
He had the talent of making her feel safe and desired and that's why she kept going for so long. And of course it felt good. Feeling all of this lust that was completely new to her was addicting and a part of her didn't even want to stop him.
But something inside her told her that it wasn't the right time. It just happened all so fast and she never shared that level of intimacy with a man before Pierre. Making out und touching was already a huge step for her.
And Julie was sure that she will sleep with him some day. Why wouldn't she? Pierre has proven time and time again that he is the absolute perfect boyfriend. He is smart and kind and he has only eyes for her. Such a man is rare.
Julie just wanted that their first time feels absolutely right and for that it was just too early.
She remembered Pierre's sad expression when she left and she decided to reassure him tomorrow that everything was fine between them and that he did nothing wrong. She hoped when they spend a nice day together he will forget about it.
Julie noticed that he is a little sensitive when it comes to her what she can understand in a way. After all, Pierre was hopelessly in love with her for weeks and is now afraid to screw up. She wants to tell him that everything he does is great and that he can't possibly mess up.
After Julie made up her mind, she finally went to bed.
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Oh no! Not again! Julie saw the forest in front of her and she knew she was dreaming again. 'Why is this happening to me?' She thought that she was over this but apparently she had only one night of peace.
Julie started to become really irritated about this. 'How long should this go on?' She really would like to punch a tree but she kept it together.
When she grabbed her heavy gown, she noticed that something was different. This was not the dress that she was usually wearing.
In her other dreams the dress was green but this one is completely white in color. 'Is this a wedding dress?' Julie's brain stuttered.
The dress is wide at the hips and the material reached down to the ground with many riffles on the entire skirt and the short sleeves. It's pretty tight at the waist as well. Julie is sure that she is wearing a corset.
'What's this supposed to mean?' Julie didn't know anything. She just wanted those vivid dreams to stop.
'If I see the handsome stranger again, I will not kiss him this time,` Julie thought. She didn't want this kind of romance when she has one in real life. And Pierre deserved someone loyal to him even if it's just something happening in her dreams because she was sure that he doesn't dream about other woman. He is only focused on her.
'Wait. Does the dress mean that I will get married?' And she will marry the handsome stranger? Julie shook her head. She just remembered that he will not marry her but the woman named Jane.
Julie didn't notice this before because so far she was always covered in clothes that didn't allow her to see her body clearly. But now that she is wearing no gloves and looking down at her arms she can clearly see that this is not her body. It is Jane's.
She already had the suspicion that she sees those visions through the eyes of someone else but this confirms it.
Julie kind of envied her. Why do they have to rub it under her nose that they are happy and getting married? She didn't ask for this information. 'Damn it!' Julie couldn't believe that she felt jealous. How silly.
She started to walk through the forest following her instincts. It was definitely a different way than usual. Maybe it was even a different forest. Who knows? But she is definitely not recognizing anything.
Her thoughts were interrupted by a loud bang and for some inexplicable reason that sound shook her whole being. 'Was that a gun shot?'
From one moment to the other it was like something possessed her and Julie started to run as fast as she could in the direction of the noise. After a short time, she already saw the edge of the forest but what awaited her there shocked her to the core.
There was the man of her dreams lying on the ground, deathly pale and with a bloody wound on his stomach.