Izzy raised his eyebrows at me with a sexy smirk when we heard the front door slam shut.

He shuffled closer to me. "So what do you want to do? You want to stay or...?"

I started to freak out and get a little excited. "Oh well my- Deb's driven off now so..."

"Well, I can always drive you home?" He facepalmed right after he said that. "What am I doing? It sounds like I want you out of here." He laughed quietly and he pushed a few strands of hair out of my face and he leaned in and gave me a gentle kiss on the lips.

"You know... I changed my sheets today." He pressed his lips against mine and moved along my jawline and down to my neck.

"Oh really?" I breathed, moving my hands up his torso.

He pressed his body right up against mine and he began to walk me back to his bedroom, which I assumed. I didn't really care where he was making us walk to; I knew that I was quite ready for him as corny as that sounds. 

We were getting pretty hot and heavy in just a few seconds, he had taken off my tee-shirt, and I was unbuttoning his jeans, but this loud scratching noise coming from behind us. Izzy tensed up.

"Can you hear that?" he asked looking serious.

I nodded and he slowly turned around. I couldn't see what he was looking at since I was a little scared and I just looked at his shirt, gripping onto his arms.

"Oh for fuck's sake it's only Ripley wanting to get in. Forget about her." And he crashed his lips into mine, pushing me up against the nearest wall.

"Whoa, whoa," I said in between kisses, "what do you mean forget about her?"

He stopped and took a deep breath.

"You're not still pissed off with her from earlier today with the milk, are you?"

"Well... I mean the fucking milk went under the fridge! That's why the guys came over to help me move the fucking thing. And also... you know Slash had scored," His voice wandered off, "but that's not really important..." He placed his hands on either side of my face and kissed eagerly.

"No, no." I pushed him away softly and he groaned. "Hey, don't get pissy with me. Look, it's not completely her fault. I mean she seemed to be scared of me trying to open the door for her."

"Oh yeah, that's right," he said smirking, "it's your fault that she knocked the milk over isn't it?"

I couldn't quite tell if he was being serious or not. "Well... I don't know." I said quietly.

"Yeah... I think you need to learn a lesson." He said deeply with his rough voice, and he picked me up.

"Oh no, you're not going to that 'teach me how to be a good girl'," I said rolling my eyes and taking my hands off Izzy's shoulders, I made the quotation marks with my fingers.

He laughed. "Oh yeah, you can bet, and there's nothing you can do about it." He kissed me once again, caressing my head with one hand, and the other on my back.

Yeah, so I caved in. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he began to walk, his lips hungrily eating at mine. The next thing I felt was being let go off and falling onto sheets, that smelt amazingly fresh and felt crisp against my bare torso. Izzy was standing at the end of the bed staring down at me. Suddenly, a sly grin came across his beautiful face, and he dived down onto me, latching onto my shorts and slipped them off in a flash leaving me sprawled out on the bed in my underwear. The one day I wear my boring beige bra and old faded undies... He then climbed off me and started to stare down at me again.

"What?" I asked self-consciously.

"Nothing, it's just I've kind of been waiting for this for a while." He replied quietly, his eyes glistening from the moonlight shining in the room.

That took me back. "Really?"

"Oh yeah." He breathed running a hand through his hair. When he said that, along with that sexy hair brush, I could just feel the wetness pool in my undies.

"For how long?" I whispered after a while.

He started to unbutton his shirt and slipped off his jeans, leaving him in his blue silk boxers and he slowly climbed over the top of me and bushed his lips softly against mine.

"After, like, two days of having coffee together." He laughed.

"And you've been able to keep out of my pants for nearly 2 months! Man, I'm impressed for a rock star." I slapped his chest playfully.

"Well, I did get into your pants yesterday. Too bad it was my hand and not my crotch." He laughed and I could feel my cheeks heating up, more in embarrassment than flattery.

Izzy soon lowered himself onto me, pushing his crotch into mine, making me moan softly and he began to kiss me gently. Then, without warning, he suddenly flipped us over so that I was now straddling him, and he adjusted himself so that his back was resting against the bedhead. He slithered his hands around my torso pressing one on my back, making me move in closer so he could start to kiss my neck, and after that, he used both hands to undo my bra clips. He unclipped it with ease and when he took it off I sighed in relief, which made him laugh.

"What? Dude, you have no idea how amazing it feels to take your bra off at the end of the day." I moved my hands from his chest and squeezed my boobs softly letting them know that they were free.

"Babe I swear to god that- I mean are you trying to kill me?"

I chuckled and thought I should tease him. "What? My boobs? I can do what I want with them. And I do this every day."

The next move I did was probably the bravest thing I've ever done in bed. I took my hands off my boobs, picked up his and put either one on my chest, with my hands guiding his. He looked a little startled and unsure what to do at first, but he looked me in the eyes and began to take control. He held them gently and began to knead them softly. To be honest I was never really turned on by contact with my boobs. I just thought at the time Izzy would have some magic power and would suddenly turn me on with it. Well, nope. Deborah would always talk about she could easily get turned on even by touching her own and I would always hear other woman talking about boob-age contact and how amazing it was. Well, I found out just then that there must be something wrong with me since I felt nothing...

Izzy's hardening crotch and his sudden lips against mine broke me out of my train of thought. He flipped me over, and began to kiss down my chest and stopped at the top of my undies. He looked up at me.

"Don't move." He whispered as he flung himself off the bed and ran out of the room.

As I lied twiddling my fingers, now feeling my undies getting uncomfortably cold in between my legs. I began to assume that he had ducked to the bathroom to get a condom, one out the hundred we bought, and this time it wouldn't be a big disappointment...

Holy shit I thought. This is actually going to happen tonight. Deborah got her wish and soon Izzy would be... "Inside me"...

That's where I started to freak out and began to think that this was moving way too fast. I hadn't had any action now for roughly 11 months and no doubt Izzy has had it every day for a while now. Now I had to live up to his expectations? I mean, yeah, sure, no pressure Izzy when you say 'I've been waiting for this'. I sat up and began to search for my clothes, but Izzy slid back into the room.

"What are you doing?" he sounded disappointed as he stood in the doorframe with a little silver wrapper in his hand.

"I'm sorry Izzy, I can't do this. I'm freaking out. I mean your expectations are so high-" I rambled as I jumped around the room looking for my bra, with my arms covering my chest.

"Whoa, Mel calm down. What are you worried about?" he asked highly confused.

"I'm under pressure!" I spat.

"What?"

I walked up to him but didn't look at him in his eyes. "I'm probably going to disappoint you and it'll be embarrassing for both of us."

I was probably way overreacting but I can't even explain how fucking nervous I was. I was really losing my shit, but I (deep down) really wanted to be with Izzy.

He started laughing softly. "Disappoint me? Babe, I'll be doing all the work. You don't have to worry about anything except to make me feel better by screaming my name at the end." He smirked rubbing the side of my bare arm.

I couldn't help but feel my lips curl at that and I looked up at him.

"Why would you think that I would be disappointed afterwards? Wait-" he paused for a second, "how long has it been for you?" he probed, walking forwards making me walk backwards towards the bed.

"Uhh... why do you want to know?" I asked a little unsure.

"Tell me, how long?" He said moving his lips to my neck.

"Only 11 months..." I mumbled looking up at the ceiling.

He stopped and looked at me. "Are you fucking with me?"

"No..."

"Holy fuck! How do you get through the day?" His eyes widened.

"I just do."

He looked incredibly baffled. "I have no idea what to say to that." He paused again but suddenly a wave of something I couldn't quite put a name to flickered across his face.

"But I do know what to do about it." He smirked and he walked me back till my calves hit the edge of the bed and he gently pushed me down, making my fling my arms away from my chest to the bed to support myself, and he followed after me.

He put the wrapper in his mouth and ripped it open with his teeth as something took over my brain. Without a thought, my hands trailed down his sides to his boxer's waistband and I pulled them down. He laughed a sexy laugh soon after I did this.

"Smart move." He breathed.

I watched one of his hands move down his body above mine with the condom in it and I quickly looked back up at his face, since I didn't really want to completely watch what he was doing. When he "finished" he moved out of my sight as he kissed down my stomach and got to the top of my undies once again, and this time he slowly pulled them down my legs. I started to breathe really heavily while Izzy kept smooth and calm, and he came back into my view and kissed me hard. He kissed along my jaw as I tangled my fingers in his hair and he breathed into my ear:

"Tell me what you want."

Although the room was pretty dark, I'm sure you could see my cheeks glow red when he said that. Trying my hardest to reply as sexily as possible I replied with;

"Whatever you want."

He groaned softly as I brushed my hands up and down the sides of his torso, and I soon felt a firm grip on my right thigh, as Izzy brought it up to his waist for me to wrap around. His other hand trailed down my naked body as he reached my sensitive area in between my legs, and he eased one finger into me. He slowly moved it in and out as my toes curled, and I couldn't help but move my other leg to his waist to wrap around and he slipped another finger into me. As he slowly drove his fingers in and out of me, kissed all along my neck, slightly nipping me, he moved back to my mouth and inserted another finger making me moan a little louder into his warm mouth and I squeezed my eyes shut. Without warning Izzy slipped his fingers out and pressed himself against my entrance, making us both moan, he softly bit down on my bottom lip, moved one of his hands to the back of my neck and the other to my lower back, and he moved his hips towards me; plunging into me with a little bit of force.

It seemed Izzy was one for hard and fast because after he went in all the way he started thrusting long deep thrusts a little faster than usual and sooner than usual, making me wince in pain and stiffen up.

He suddenly stopped. "Are you okay?" he asked with a slightly strained voice.

I opened my eyes and straight away Izzy's face was covered in concern, but it looked as though he was really trying hard to not move as much as possible.

"Not really, can you just give me a few seconds to... adjust?" I tried to think of the best word for 'slow the fuck down and let me stretch a little'.

"Oh shit yeah. Sorry, I forgot." He continued to speak with a strained voice.

He stayed still as stone pretty much as I clenched my walls around him trying to adjust as much as possible. Izzy breathed out in a sudden gust. 

"You know what you're doing isn't helping me that much." He smirked.

"You'll be fine."

"Are you sure you're not a born again virgin?" He joked.

I realise now he might have been trying to lighten the mood but at the time this highly offended me. 

"Okay, you know what? I can't do this." I began to push him away with his shoulders.

"Wait, what? What are you doing?"

"Well, obviously this isn't working." I snarled, pushing him off me.

"Babe, you're overreacting. I was only trying to make a joke with me. I'm sorry, really."

"I'm so sorry Izzy. It's not my fault I'm not loose like your groupies." I snapped. It surprised me I said that actually because it literally came out of nowhere.

It was then when Izzy propped himself up and gave me a look that terrified me to my core.

Oooooh shit! Well it was hot for a moment but shit hit the fan all of a sudden didn't it? Sorry if I ruined the mood :P Anyway tell me what you thought!

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