MATURE SCENE

We drove in silence. My mind created wild ideas about how the night would end.

He parked the car and got out, so I followed. Adam closed the door after me, locked it, and then led me to the stairs. My heart raced. How was I going to let him know I liked him but didn't want to have sex with him again?

Well, that wasn't true. What I mean is not straight away.

When we got to my door, he let go of my hand but didn't say a word.

I smiled and swept my hair behind my ear. "I had a great time. Kye is so friendly, the food was fantastic and watching the dice game was exciting. Thank you for taking me out." I knew I was babbling but didn't know what else to say.

Adam leant against the rail. He shook his head and smiled. When I stopped talking, he drew me towards him. "Can I kiss you good night?"

I stammered a yes as his lips met mine. He was such a great kisser. I couldn't help but respond with enthusiasm. As we kissed, he manoeuvred me to lean against the wall. By the time he took his lips from mine, my body was on fire. Man...no wonder I'd jumped straight into bed with him. My heart pounded like a butcher beating meat. I struggled to breathe. When he sucked on my ear lobe my lungs jerked in more air. His lips trailed to my neck. I whimpered, knowing if I didn't stop him, we'd end up in bed.

Before I could say or do anything he whispered, "I want to make you cum."

Those words flushed a wave of uncontrollable sensation through every nerve I possessed. I stammered, "Oh...shit..."

He laughed and nibbled my earlobe. "I hope that means you want me to."

Again, the ripple spread through me. My body wasn't going to let me say no. "Uh, huh." Words left me. I dug for my keys. Adam took them and kissed me again.

He had the door opened and shut it behind us in one swift movement. He must be a sorcerer because I was undressed and on the bed with Adam, naked beside me, in a matter of seconds.

Please don't judge me. Yes, I'm weak. Most of the time, I feel awkward with men and the sex part, but this felt right, so I went with it.

The touch of his hands on my body drove me insane. His mouth and tongue worked magic on my breasts and skin. When he pushed his fingers inside of me, I arched my body to meet them. Intense pleasure grew like a wave of sea water. I groaned. Panic gripped me because I didn't want it to happen that way but was afraid to stop him for fear of losing the sensation. 

As if he could read my mind, Adam entered me. He rasped in a breath and seized my hip so he could thrust harder. My insides thrummed in pleasure. I gripped Adam's shoulder and gasped for air "Oh..."

His body followed mine, and the awareness of him rippling within me sent another surge of fulfilment throughout my body.

We lay still, him on top of me, struggling to regain our breath. The overwhelming experience of joining with another person in this way brought tears to my eyes. Adam removed his condom. How did I not notice he had put one on?

He whispered, "What's the matter?"

I shook my head and buried my face in his chest.

Adam tilted it upwards. "What's the matter? Did I hurt you?"

"No." I half laughed. "I don't know. It... it... Last time, I assumed it was because I was upset. I'm sorry. I don't mean to get emotional; I can't control it."

Adam kissed away my tears, threw his head back and sighed. "Fuck... I love that. Love the sounds you make, soft moans and whimpers." He lay me on top of him and ran his hands down my back and over my backside. "You're so soft." He sighed again and kissed my lips. "God..." he whispered. "I don't know what to do about you." He drew one of his legs so it bent at the knee and his thigh pressed against my core. Then he put his mouth against my ear. "I love the feel of you. It drives me insane."

I shuddered and inhaled as he took hold of my lobe with his mouth when he whispered those words. "How do you do it?" I asked.

He cocked his head in question. "Do what?"

"Make me... you know?" I ventured. "No one has done that before. How do you know the right time and stuff?"

Adam laughed and touched my lips with his. "I listen and notice you dig your fingers into me or tighten certain muscles." He paused, smiled and added, "It also helps that I had a good teacher."

"Who was she?"

He beamed as he said, "I'm not sure you'll approve."

I frowned.

"My English teacher," he said with a sheepish grin.

I gasped in shock at his answer.

He flipped me on my back and tickled me. "It wasn't like it sounds. I was sixteen. Old enough. It happened before she became my teacher."

"But she was a teacher. That's not right."

"It's not right if I wasn't willing, and, believe me, I was willing. I started it. She was hot. I met her one night. She didn't know I was a student and thought I was older."

I tried to imagine one of my teachers having sex. Nope. Couldn't. The image wasn't working for me. "How old was she?"

"Twenty-six." Adam watched my reaction.

I gasped in horror. "Ten years older than you."

He tickled me some more and said, "Teachers are human too. They have sex like everyone else. Stop being a prude because I can tell you're not."

Unsure of what he meant, I frowned. "What makes you say that?"

Adam bent his head and sucked my nipple into his mouth. I bucked, and he laughed. "Prudes don't respond to me like you do." He attempted to latch onto me again.

I eased him away laughing. "You're not a complete master then?"

He grinned and shook his head. "Sadly, I'm not." Adam ran his tongue over my nipple.

I gripped his chin and made him look at me. "So, when she became your English teacher, did it stop?"

With a sheepish expression, Adam shrugged.

I peered at him.

He laughed, then put his mouth on my breast and placed my hand on his penis. Every inch of him was rock hard. I caressed him. He closed his eyes and thrust against my palm. I've never watched a man enjoy my touch before.

"Ah... Jesus..." Adam arched and thrust. He gripped my backside.

I was fascinated by his euphoria. It gave me a sense of power. I went one step further and put my mouth on him. 

"Fuck..." Adam drew in a loud breath and groaned. He dragged me up the bed and pushed between my thighs, his penis hard against my pubic bone.

It took all my strength to shove him away. "You need a condom."

Everything stopped. Adam's mouth dropped open. It's just like me to kill the moment. I do it all the time.

"I don't have anymore," he said. "Have you got some?"

"No." I hated being the killjoy. "I don't want to do it without a condom."

I waited for a comment about us doing it the first time without a condom, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he sucked in a breath as if to calm himself, then he kissed me, lay beside me and fiddled with my hair.

"I could use my hand," I whispered, taking hold of him. "I could keep doing what I was if you want."

He rolled his head toward mine, smiled and stroked my cheek. "I want to be inside of you. Do you have a Safeway nearby? I'll go and buy some."

"On the other side of the station," I said. "Two blocks to the left, then turn..."

Adam grinned and pinched my lips closed. "You'll have to come with me." He jumped off the bed, found my dress and threw it at me. He tugged on his jeans but didn't bother with his shirt.

I dug around for my underpants.

"Come on."

"I can't find my knickers."

"Don't worry about them." He laughed and kissed my nose. "Who's gonna see? You can stay in the car."

I grinned and grabbed my house keys from the table. We both scrambled through the door barefoot.

Jasmine!! I thought you vowed NOT to sleep with him, YET.

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