"Is this it?" I ask surprised.

The house was large and well maintained. Perfectly sculpted bushes lined the brightly lit porch and the red front door in the center stood out amongst the white brick.

"Yes. This is my uncle's house." He types out another text which I'm assuming is to let his uncle know we're here.

Taehyung is the first to step out of the car and walks around to my door to wait for me to follow him, but I'm hesitant to move.

"What does your uncle do?" I hate to pry but sheesh.

"He's a video game developer and owns his own company." He shuts my car door and grabs my hand to lead me inside.

As soon as the front door opens, his uncle is there to greet us energetically as if it were more like three in the afternoon and not like it was in the middle of the night. He must work late.

"Hi! You must be Ava. Nice to meet you. I'm Taehyung's uncle. You can just call me Uncle Kim." He holds a hand out to shake mine and gives me a small bow.

I notice he's not much older like I imagined him being. When he said he was staying with his uncle, I pictured a guy in his late 40s or so with graying hair, but he had to be in his mid-30s or younger and he's handsome to boot. There are some good genes in this family.

"Nice to meet you too. Lovely home you have here." I speak like I'm talking to a parent.

"Thank you! Well, I'm headed back upstairs to continue working. Help yourself to the kitchen if you want anything. Taehyung, if you need anything just let me know." Uncle Kim pauses for a second until we both give a nod.

After his uncle has gone up the stairs, Taehyung begins to take his shoes off and he sees the confusion on my face.

"You too. Korean custom." He looks down at my sandals.

I take my shoes off and set them next to Taehyung's as he slides on a pair of slippers. He grabs my hand once again and walks me over to another room towards the back of the house on the first floor which looked like it was a guest bedroom but where he must spend his time and sleep while he's here.

"Is this okay? I thought we could watch a movie, but if you want to stay in the living room instead, we can. Up to you." He stands in the middle of the room, watching my every movement.

I look at the neatly made bed and computer set up in the corner. My eyes scan the room to a large flat screen on the wall adjacent to the bed and the sheer white curtains on the windows.

"Um..." I try to answer.

"Gentleman, I promise." He holds both of his palms up.

"Okay. This is fine." I walk over and place my bag on the dresser before walking around and sitting at the edge of the bed, slightly turned towards the television.

Taehyung grabs a remote and turns on the large flat screen, the blue light brightening up the room. He turns it on to Netflix and chooses his personal profile.

"What kind of movies do you like?" He asks as he scrolls through the list of choices.

"I like a lot of different kinds. You choose." I say with a nervous smile.

I could die right now. I've never been in a bedroom with a guy in my life, much less on his actual freaking bed. However, I'm put a bit at ease to notice that Taehyung is nervous as well as he sits down beside me. The dip in the bed causing me to uncontrollably scoot a bit closer to him.

To my surprise, he puts on a romantic comedy that I've never seen. I figured he'd put on a horror film or action movie, but once again he's proving he's really not like most guys I know and for a second, I wonder if it's the cultural differences or if it's just him.

He leans back a bit more to get comfortable and looks over to me, "Are you nervous to be around me...like this?"

I nod.

"Is there anything I can do to not make you so nervous?" He sweetly inquires.

I can tell he genuinely means it. He doesn't want this awkward and neither do I. Even if this is the only night I'll ever see him, I would like to enjoy it.

"Maybe turn on the lamp?" I say bashfully, unable to turn my head from the movie's opening credits.

He reaches up and clicks on the lamp. The light momentarily stunning me as I let my eyes adjust.

"Better?" He asks with a soft smile.

I nod. "Better."

The movie plays on for a bit and we end up laughing together while both of us grow more comfortable. I've noticed that he has put both of his legs on the bed now with his arms folded behind his head and I've subconsciously leaned more towards his side. I try to look over at him unknowingly but he catches my movement.

"Everything okay?" He asks.

"Yeah. I like this movie. I'm having a good time." I reassure him and it was true. This had to be one of the most exciting and intense nights of my eighteen years of life.

I straighten up and roll my neck. Sitting up in a weird position for the last thirty minutes was not comfortable.

"You can lay down. I can sit up instead if you want me to." He offers.

How sweet of him to really consider my level of comfort. Not only physically but within this entire situation. However, I don't feel the need to keep my distance. I feel surprisingly safe. Something I've never felt with a guy.

"You don't have to sit up," I say as I stretch out my legs and lay down parallel to him.

Silence falls between us for what feels like an eternity until we end up laughing at another joke during the movie. I see him smiling cutely at the screen and find myself rolling onto my side as if I was a moth to his flame.

I instinctively lay my head down on his shoulder and I feel him tense up. Crap. Did I make too bold of a move? I hope I didn't just screw up.

All of a sudden, I feel his arm move from the back of his head to around my waist to hold me closer and I melt instantly with his warm touch. I anticipated being nervous, but this time, I felt...secure.

It wouldn't be a romantic comedy without a make-out scene and I feel my face heat up while watching the two lovers on screen in a passionate embrace. Just as I was feeling relaxed, a stupid kissing scene makes me feel awkward again.

I roll my eyes as I take a deep breath.

"It's hard being a gentleman." I hear him say quietly.

I raise and look back at him.

"Huh?" I ask as if I didn't hear him word for word. Although, I wasn't exactly sure what he meant by that.

He looks at me and then nods at the television where the two actors continued to kiss while cheesy background music plays.

"It's hard to be a gentleman. Can I tell you the truth?" He brushed my hair away from my face.

I nod. Unsure of what to say.

"I've wanted to kiss you since we danced at the party tonight." He confesses.

My eyes grow wide and I feel my cheeks reddening again.

"Why haven't you?" I breathe out.

Taehyung smiles and begins to blush himself, "I didn't want to make you uncomfortable. I didn't want to kiss you until I knew if you wanted me to."

I'm unable to take my eyes off of him as his cheeks continued to flush. I had that effect on him? How?

"I want you to." The words slip out before I can catch them. I didn't think I'd say it out loud!

His smile fades and his eyes lower as he hears what I just said. He begins to sit up and I straighten myself up at the same time.

Taking a detectable gulp, he reaches his hand up to gently cup my face. My heart begins to stutter as he slowly leans in, looking at my eyes and back to my lips as he gets closer.

He stops just an inch away from my lips and I can feel his unsteady breath. The high voltage electricity between us is sucking the oxygen away from the room and I can't take it anymore.

The movie forgotten, I lean forward and press my lips onto his. The kiss is soft and slow as our lips move together.

I part my lips more as he slips his tongue onto mine to deepen the kiss. His body getting closer to mine as his hand pulls me in.

My mind goes blank and I swear I feel like I'm floating off of the bed. His mouth was sweet from the pancakes, fruit, and shake as his large hand slides behind my neck.

He is an amazing kisser. I don't think he could ever be outdone. Not even the acting on this movie could do him justice.

I feel him lower me down to the bed as he hovers over me, his kiss becoming more eager and I mimic his every movement.

I reach up and grab a handful of his hair and a soft, deep moan escapes from his mouth.

Shit! I can't keep going. I don't know where this would take me. I don't know if I want him to be the one to take my virginity yet and I don't know if he even wants to be the one to do that.

I move my head and he kisses me along my jawline.

"Taehyung. Tae. Hey. We have to stop." I say trying to get his attention.

He lifts, still hovering over me and his eyes are full of worry.

"Did I go too far? I'm so sorry." He sits up and runs his fingers through his hair.

"Hey. Look at me. You didn't do anything wrong. The kiss, your kiss, was amazing. I don't regret it at all." I turn his face towards me.

"So what's wrong?" He almost pouts.

Damn, he's cute. If he asked me to run away with him right now, I might just say yes. Ava, snap out of it!

"Can I be honest with you now?" My heart feels like it's going to pound out of my chest.

He nods.

Here we go. The moment of truth. Most guys flee the moment they find out I'm a virgin. Reason number 543 of why I've remained single.

"I'm a virgin and I wasn't sure how far you were trying to go or if I am even ready for that. And I understand if you don't want to see me again." I look at the bedspread and begin to twirl a loose stitch.

He lifts my chin with his finger to look at him, his lips still pink and glistening from our kiss.

"I don't want to do anything you're not ready for and I definitely want to see you again." He leans up and leaves a sweet kiss on my lips before he smiles at me lovingly and I realize that we have now reached a new level between us. One that isn't quite as shy or nervous.

Just as I feel the urge to kiss him again, I hear my phone ringing in my bag across the room.

My brow furrows and I get up to go check it. Who could be calling me at this hour?

Mom

My eyes widen and I look back over to Taehyung who is curious about my expression.

"My mom. Mute the television." I whisper to him as if my mom can already hear me.

I click on accept and put the phone to my ear nervously.

"Hey, mom!" I answer cheerfully to try to cover up my bundle of nerves.

"Where are you?" She calmly asks.

"I'm at Madison's." I look back over at Taehyung who is smiling ear to ear at my lie.

"Are you staying over there tonight?"

"Yeah. It's pretty late so I think I'll crash here. Is that okay?"

"Yeah, that's fine. See you tomorrow, baby."

"Love you mom"

"Love you too sweetie."

I hang up the phone and quietly gasp for air.

I call Madison immediately. Man, I hope she picks up!

"Hello?" She groggily answers.

"Hey. If my mom or dad calls, I'm staying with you tonight."

"You're coming over?" She's obviously half awake.

"No, just lie and say I'm staying over there."

"You're with that cute guy, aren't you?" Her voice suddenly clears, making me roll my eyes in response.

"Yes and bye!" I hang up quickly. We can have a girl chat some other time when he's not hearing every word I'm speaking.

"Everything okay?" He asks as he stands up and walks over to me. My breath hitches as he slowly takes my phone from my hand and places it back on the dresser.

"Yes," I nod.

"So I take it you need somewhere to sleep." His facial expression was intense.

I nod again.

"You can have my bed. I'll sleep on the couch if you need me to." He says still standing in front of me as I look up to him. He easily had five to six inches more height compared to me.

I gulp, "Thank you."

He steps closer to me and I step backward until my back touches the dresser, "I'm going to kiss you again. Let me know when it's too much."

I don't say a word as I look up at him with wide eyes and anticipation.

He lifts me and sets me on the dresser, standing between my legs. He puts an arm on the wall behind me and crashes his lips into mine. This time skipping the slow rhythm he started with before.

He needed me. I could feel it. I literally, feel it, but I trusted him. Oddly enough it was true. I wrap my arms around his waist and pull him in closer to me and I can feel more of his bulge on my thigh.

He groans a little, obviously trying his best to stifle it but I wanted to hear it.

I had kissed in the past but I've never gone farther than first base. I may not be ready for a home run tonight, but I could go further with him right now than I personally ever had.

Leaning back slightly, I look him in the eyes. It takes me a minute to get my thoughts back together, "I want to try new things with you. Things I haven't ever done. I take it you're not a virgin, too?"

He shakes his head, "No, but don't get the wrong idea. I haven't slept around. I've only been with my ex."

I nod. "No judgments."

I lift his shirt over his head and he lets me with ease. His honey-colored complexion and six-pack abs make my jaw drop. And of course, he notices!

With a sheepish smile, he nibbles on his bottom lip. I lean up and pull my top over my head, leaving only my white cotton bra to keep me covered.

He regards me carefully as I toss it to the ground.

He kisses me again, rolling his sweet and skilled tongue over mine. He flexes his hips and I let out a soft moan as he pushes on to me.

I feel him smile against my lips and I lift my head to offer more to him. We'll see where my stopping point is for the night.

He licks along my jaw and I grip his back at the sensation.

"Is this okay?" He whispers in my ear, his deep voice and warm breath making it hard for me to reply.

I nod.

"Say it, please. I need to be sure." He waits by my ear, but I can still feel the warmth on my lobe.

"Yes. I'm okay." I breathe out and he takes my earlobe between his lips with a slight caress of his tongue as he lets go.

Oh my god! No wonder Madison lost her virginity last year. I make a mental note to apologize to her for talking shit.

Unskilled and in completely new territory, I follow his lead and take his earlobe into my mouth but with a bit more tongue since I personally liked that a lot.

"Shit." He breathes out and I hear his nails scratching on the dresser beside me.

He grabs my hips as I run my tongue slowly down the side of his neck. The feeling makes him dig his fingers in to squeeze me tighter.

"Is that good?" I whisper as I come back up to his ear.

He nods and turns his head to suck on the side of my neck and I moan out instinctively. He grips my hips tighter as he pulls me into his hip roll and holy crap he feels big. I may not have ever seen one in person, but I immediately start to question how would it even fit.

My breathing quickens as he begins to dip down to my chest, kissing me along the way as if he needed to leave a trail to find his way back.

Standing up, he looks at me as we both breathe heavily, "What's the most you've ever done?"

"Kiss." I honestly reply and his eyes grow wide.

"Kiss? That's it?"His voice was a bit shocked.

I nod.

"So this is all new for you so far?" He quirks an eyebrow.

I nod again.

"Do you want me to keep going?" He looks at my body and back at me.

"Yes." I lick my lips to taste him again.

He kisses me again, this time a little slower as he realizes how new this really is for me.

Lifting his arm, I feel his large hand cup my breast and I gasp into his mouth at the unrecognized sensation. He pauses his movement for a moment as he continues to kiss me through it, giving me a moment to get used to the newfound feeling. Then he slowly begins to knead my supple breast with the palm of his hand. I reach up and grab his hair again, making him moan mid-kiss and I chase it as I allow my carnal instincts to take over.

Following my lead, he runs his finger up the strap of my bra and lowers it over my shoulder. I give him permission by slipping my arms out of it as he pulls it down, the cold air in the room stunning my nipples.

He dips down and licks in between my breasts while palming them both. I lean back and press my head against the wall, closing my eyes. The electric current running down my body completely takes over my senses.

Softly kissing my nipple, he spreads his fingers around it. I look down at him with my lips parted and my brow furrowed as he stares back up at me.

With his eyes locked on mine, he sticks out his tongue and circles the pink, sensitive flesh.

"Fuck." I breathe out and that seems to entice him even more as he sucks the entire nipple into his mouth while rolling the other in between his long fingers.

I scratch his back as he flicks his tongue swiftly, his eyes closing on my command. He lets it go with an audible pop and swiftly sucks the other into his mouth, giving them both ample attention.

I am extremely wet and horny, but not ready for more yet. I just met him and as much as my hormones say fuck it, keep going my mind tells me it's time to stop.

"Tae. We have to stop." I force myself to say. He stands up right away and kisses me gently on my lips. "You're not mad?"

I honestly expected to feel at least a hint of aggravation from him, but nothing.

"No. Not at all." He helps me slip my bra back on and grabs my shirt off of the floor to pull it over my head. "I told you. I don't want to do anything you're not ready for. You're in control."

He kisses my forehead and helps me slide off of the dresser, leading me back over to the bed.

He lays down and tells me to lay with him. I grab the folded-up blanket at the foot of the bed and cover us both up with it as he turns his body to cuddle me.

"Was I okay?" I ask as things grow silent.

He smiles and starts to chuckle, "You were more than okay. I like you, Ava. Much more than I thought I would by the end of the night."

I smile at his sweet words. "I like you too, Taehyung."