"So, how did it feel? I can't believe you let him do it!" Nia asked, her excitement bubbling over—probably even more than mine. She is asking about yesterday, about me and Damian going to the city together... and our kiss.
Just thinking about it made me blush. It was amazing.
"Maya, stop blushing and just tell me already!" Nia's voice snapped me out of my daze.
I took a deep breath, letting the memories of yesterday flood back into my mind.
His lips met mine—soft, warm, and unexpected. My heart pounded in my chest as his hand gently circled my waist, pulling me closer. My hands were awkwardly trapped between us, resting against his chest. I froze, unsure of what to do.
This was my first kiss.
I could feel my cheeks burning, my breath caught in my throat. Was I supposed to kiss him back? How? My mind raced with questions, but before I could figure it out, he placed soft, patient pecks on my lips, as though he knew I was completely out of my depth.
"Kiss me, Maya," he murmured between the gentle touches of his lips. His voice was deep, quiet, and laced with something I didn't quite understand yet. He pulled back slightly, his eyes searching mine.
I hesitated but slowly wrapped my arms around his neck. My movements were clumsy, unsure. Summoning all my courage, I pressed a feather-light kiss to his chin. He groaned softly.
"Suck on it—it brings pleasure!" It was one of her many random, over-the-top tips about things I'd never even thought of. Grace loved to give advice—wanted or not.
I swallowed my nervousness and tentatively kissed his lips. He stayed still, letting me take the lead. My mind screamed at me to do something—anything. Finally, I sucked his lower lip gently, just like Grace had suggested.
His deep, approving sound sent warmth flooding through me. His hands roamed across my back, his touch soft. I could feel the heat radiating off him, his presence so close, so consuming.
With one hand now resting at the back of my neck, he tilted my chin upward and deepened the kiss. His tongue brushed mine, slow and deliberate. I tried to keep up, but my movements were unsure but earnest.
He tasted amazing—like warmth and something sweet I couldn't place. My chest tightened, and for a moment, all my nervousness melted away as I gave in to the kiss.
I don't know how long we kissed. I was so lost in the moment, completely wrapped up in him, that I didn't even notice when he pressed me against the car. His lips moved to my neck, kissing and sucking me there harder now, and a shiver ran down my spine. It felt so good.
After what felt like forever, he returned to my lips, capturing them in another heated kiss. We were completely consumed by each other, and I didn't even think to stop until I finally pushed him away, gasping for air.
"God," I thought, trying to catch my breath. He was so enthusiastic—if it weren't for me needing to breathe, he might never have stopped.
He was panting so hard, just like me. He gave me only a few seconds to catch my breath before his lips found mine again, eager and relentless. And the truth was, I didn't want him to stop.
"It was good. I mean, it felt really good. I've never felt something like that before," I told her honestly, finally.
"You've told me it felt good already, but... how did it make you feel? Like... I don't know... I don't even know what to ask you," she replied, trailing off.
I could feel her confusion. It wasn't that she didn't care—it's just that neither of us had much experience with these things. Without really understanding them, how could she ask me about them?
"Well... it felt good, you know?" I said, trying to explain. "It was like... I could taste some of the food in his mouth, like when you kiss someone, but it was more than that. It was amazing. It wasn't just the kiss itself. What got to me was what he said to me afterward."
"What... what did he say after your kiss?" she asked eagerly.
After finally pulling away, both of us breathless, he rested his forehead against mine, his hands still holding me close.
He looked into my eyes and smiled softly, his voice low but full of sincerity. "You have no idea how long I've wanted to do this, Maya. You're everything to me."
The words hit me harder than the kiss. My heart swelled, my cheeks flushed, and for a moment, it felt like the whole world disappeared, leaving just the two of us.
"Did you feel shy doing all this?" she questioned again.
"At first, yeah," I admitted. "But you don't feel shy once the heat catches up with you."
It was true. I had been shy at first, but soon, all I wanted was to kiss him forever.
"So, what did you do after? What did you see in the city? How was everything there?" she asked, eager for more details.
I told her all about my first and only experience in the city. I shared how people from the city are so different from those in the village. In the city, women also work. how Damian made some promises to me.
I continued, "There was this fountain, right in the center of the city, called The Whispering Fountain. It was a kind of spot for couples. Damian and I sat there together, just talking. Well, mostly he talked. But he insisted on knowing everything about me—my favourite fruit, my favourite colour. It felt like he wanted to know every little detail."
I paused, a smile tugging at my lips. "Near the fountain, there was this beautiful park called Angel's Grove. We decided to take a walk there, and we had some street food while we talked."
"Wow, it must have felt so good. I wish I could also go there," she said with a longing voice.
I could understand her thoughts. At one point, I also wished we could both go to the city and explore it together.
"Maya, I'm happy that you're getting married," she started, her voice a little shaky. "At first, I was so sad about it. I didn't know how to feel. But now, I'm happy for you. Damian seems like a good guy. But... I'm also kind of sad. I won't have anyone to talk to like I do with you. Do you understand what I'm saying?"
I understood exactly what she was saying. I am happy about starting this new chapter of my life, but I couldn't ignore the sadness that came with it. I'd have to leave so much behind—my family, my mother, this village, and all of my friends. Kalindi, Nia, Grace... it was hard to imagine being away from them. I was moving to Riverton City, and even though it was the beginning of something new, it felt like I was saying goodbye to everything I knew.
"I wish I could take all of this with me, but I know I can't. It's impossible," I said quietly.
Nia continued, her voice laced with regret. "right now, I feel so bad talking badly about Damian like I did the other day. He seems like such a good guy. I feel awful about the things we said. I shouldn't have talked about him like that."
Oh my god, the first time I told her that I was getting married, I had said so many awful things about Damian. I had painted such a bad picture of him to her because I couldn't come to terms with this new reality of mine. Now, looking back, I felt not only sad but also ashamed.
As I thought about him—I realized that in just two days, I would be married to him. The day after tomorrow, I would be a married woman.
My house was painted with decorations and lights, everything you could imagine for a celebration. My mom was going crazy preparing for everything—the shopping, the arrangements, all of it. She even went to Noah and asked him to bring back some special pieces from the city for me to wear on my wedding day.
He sent fresh new pieces to our house yesterday evening, which I still need to see. Damian's mom is also coming to visit me today. She's a kind lady, and my mom told me that I won't have to deal with a "bitchy" mother-in-law after the marriage.
I glanced at the clock. I had to get going. It was time to meet Damian's mom and try on the dresses. I stood up, took a deep breath, and made my way out the door, after saying goodbye to Nia.
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