I had been staying with Benito for almost a week. Luís had somehow convinces Oliver to go back to New York and thank god that he had listened. As long as my cheek was still healing, I couldn't go back home because I didn't want my brother to see the aftermath of my fiancé's outburst. Was I feeling guilty that I was sleeping in one bed with Benito every night and that I felt ecstatic whenever we kissed? A little bit but my desire was stronger than the lingering feeling of guilt. I was actively cheating on a man I had thought to love. The more time I spent with Benito, the less I cared about Oliver and the more I realised how much I didn't want to marry him. My bruises were slowly fading away - they had turned green in the meantime and weren't hurting anymore. Benito and I had not gone any further than kissing so far but that changed during the night of the sixth day. I was laying on the bed next to him, my head on his chest, while we were watching a movie. I had forgotten how incredibly nice cuddling could feel because Oliver had never wanted to. My right hand was softly placed on Benito's stomach while the fingers of his right one were gently stroking over my hip bone. His cheek was pressed against the top of my head, letting him peck my forehead every now and then. I knew that he was a rather sexual person, he had always been like that with other women but with me, he was patient. As the movie was depicting an intimate moment between the two protagonists, I felt myself tense up. "We can watch something else if that makes you uncomfortable." Benito said, when he noticed it. "No, it's fine. It's just been a long time." I told him and readjusted my position a little. What do you mean, it's been a long time?" he asked, sounding a little confused. "Well, I kinda avoided sleeping with Oliver every chance I could." I gave back. Benito stopped moving his fingers on my hip and moved his hand up a little, so it was now placed on my waist. "Why?" he questioned curiously. "Uh, I don't know. I guess that's just what happens when the feelings aren't strong enough, besides that he's not necessarily a sex god." I replied and looked up at him to find him stare down at me. Benito chuckled, closed his eyes and started shaking his head. "Who would've thought?" he said sarcastically. "I thought it'd get better over time, blamed it on not knowing each other's preferences in the beginning but it only got worse, so I just avoided it."  I explained, still looking up at him. "Did you never tell him?" he wanted to know, scooting down, so he could lay his head down. "Of course I did but he's selfish and only cares if he has fun." I responded and sighed. "So he never made you cum?" he questioned in shock. I sat up to look at his face directly and shook my head. "Matter of fact, nobody has ever made me cum." I said quietly, feeling my cheeks turn red at this confession. His mouth was slightly opened as he tried to process what I had just told him. "You're kidding me, right?" he mumbled in disbelief. Again, I shook my head in response, prompting him to sit up as well. "You're telling me, you don't know how good sex can feel?" he asked, still in shock. I looked down at my hand that was still laying on his stomach. Benito brushed the strand of hair that fell into my face behind my ear, studying my face. I felt ashamed and embarrassed by that. He softly pulled my face closer to his, then he placed a gentle kiss on my lips. I returned it, feeling my lower body tense up. Benito let his hand slide to the back of my neck, deepening the kiss which caused a wave of arousal rush through my body. I had also forgotten how it felt to get turned on by a kiss since it hadn't happened in a long time. After a few minutes, Benito broke the kiss and leaned his forehead against mine, his hand still tangled up in my hair. A smile spread across his face. "I have a silly idea." he whispered. I opened my eyes and looked at him with a questioning face. "What idea?" I wanted to know. He avoided eye contact and shook his head. "It's stupid, never mind." he whispered and let go of me. "You never had stupid ideas." I gave back, sliding my hand up his chest to his neck. "This one is. I thought..." he started and looked at me, "maybe I could show you how good it can feel." he then stuttered. It made me chuckle. "Just like back then. We're comfortable talking about sex but we're not doing it." I mumbled and started laughing. Benito did too and started nodding, then pulled me into him. I laid back down on his chest and we continued watching the movie.

This conversation had planted a seed in my head that was growing with every minute that passed. Although he wasn't doing anything, his hand was laying on my shoulder, I could feel myself get wetter and wetter with every tiny movement he made. "I kinda like your idea." I mumbled, then placed a kiss on his jaw. I'm pretty sure that he could see the lust in my eyes because his gaze changed as well. His eyes darkened, when he started leaning in. The kiss we shared was longing and it was anything but innocent. My heart started to race when he adjusted his position to lay on top of me. Benito was so incredibly gentle when he was touching me, it was a harsh contrast to Oliver. After a while he started kissing my neck which made me suck in some breaths. Slowly, slid his hand underneath my t-shirt, causing goosebumps to show up on my skin. Until I stopped him to take my shirt off, he was placing wet kisses all over my neck. I didn't even know that I had a weak spot but Benito found it right away, directly over my collarbone. "Are you sure about this?" he questioned, during kisses he placed down my stomach. "Sí, estoy segura."(Yes, I'm sure.) I gave back, causing him to stop and stare at me. A smile spread across my face, then he pecked my lips and went back to my stomach. When he reached the hem of the shorts he had given me, he pulled them down slowly but didn't stop kissing my skin. I was already breathing heavily because I was nervous. "Tranquila, Caye. No tenemos que hacer esto." (Calm down, Caye. We don't have to do this.) he said, when he noticed it. "It's fine, it's just my first time doing this." I responded, staring down at him. It was a picture I could've gotten used to - his head between my legs looking up at me with his big brown eyes. "Wait, you've never been eaten out?" he asked surprised. I shook my head and response. He obviously couldn't believe that. "Okay, fuck sex now, we do this first." he said and pulled the shorts down completely. "But then you don't get to have fun." I gave back. "Pleasing someone else is the most fun I could possibly have." he told me and grabbed my hand. Benito bit his lower lip - god damn did he look good doing so - and leaned down to my stomach again. His lips softly brushed my skin, then he started placing kisses on my inner thighs. He was careful whenever he hit one of the bruises. I watched him closely as he worked his way up to my panties. When he was done with that, he hooked his fingers under the hem of my underwear and slowly pulled it down. It had been 16 years since he had seen me naked the last time, so I felt weird at first. The feeling quickly faded away as soon as he placed a wet and longing kiss on my core. I sucked in a breath and suppressed a moan. Why had I never asked anyone to do this? This felt heavenly and I just knew I was gonna get addicted to this feeling. The longer he did this, the more relaxed I got and so I at some point let my head fall back. I could feel him smile against my skin, when I started moaning. Almost automatically my right hand found its way to his short hair, while I was arching my back in pleasure. I absolutely lost it, when he carefully and slowly entered me with his tongue. His one hand had reached for mine, intertwining our fingers. I was making noises I didn't even know I was capable of producing, earning a smirk against my skin every now and then. After a while, Benito pulled his tongue out and since I had my eyes closed, I could only feel what he was doing. My hand slid down from his head as he sat up. I didn't dare to look at him, so I kept my eyes shut. When I could feel his breath on my lips, I just knew he was gonna kiss me and that's exactly what he did. He sped up the movement of his finger and then there it was. My climax hit me with full force and I automatically started moving my hips with his finger to ride it out. Benito helped me through it and when he noticed that it was fading, he pulled his finger out and cupped my face with his hands. I needed to catch my breath, so I broke the kiss and leaned my forehead against his. "This is how it should feel like." he mumbled, when my breaths became calmer. I was at a loss for words and I couldn't believe what I had missed ever since I had lost my virginity.