first time

Title - First time

Author - kiley

Rating - NC17

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-- 18 years earlier --

She watched on from afar, makeshift couples and trophy actors dancing and laughing, fake smiles plastered on as thickly as make up. She sat alone awaiting her get out of town free card. This was it. This was hers for the taking, freedom, escape. She heard a long low wolf whistle of approval from her left, her neck snapping to see whomever it was that dare whistle at her, a light bulb smile pinching at cheeks, her eyes squinting slightly.

"Manny" she smiled leaning against the back of her chair.

"Thought you weren't coming" He murmered softly "You look beautiful Ritza" He observed admiring the ebony curls falling softly against her chest, a soft shade of pink attiring her naturally stunning features.

"I wasn't" she sighed fingertips dancing around the frosted rim of her glass. "You know that i leave tomorrow" She stated spinning the chair to face him.

The bar was exceptionally quiet murmering back and forth to each other.

"Yeah i know" he murmered with an edge of bitterness.

She nodded to herself in self-encouragement, raising her hand once more to the frosted glass.

"I just wanted to ask you one more thing" she sighed fingers now tracing smoothly over the rim of her glass.

"Shoot" he murmered as she turned to him.

"Will you sleep with me?"

Silence.

"Manny.. Manny" Maritza mumbled her hand tapping lightly against his theight.

"I'm sorry"

"No, it's alright, don't worry about it" she shifted against the leather of her stool ungracefully, the silk dress she wore sitting above her knees.

"So what, you want this to be goodbye sex" he probed blatantly.

"no"

"so what do you want then" he refuted.

She leaned forward bowing her against the side of his neck and whispered. she pulled away quickly to judge the reaction uppon his face.

"Your a what!?!" he yelled shocked, eyes disbeliving as they scrutinized her body. "your.. a virgin? " he repeated mouth agape. "Why me" he questioned without missing a beat. "Why me Maritza.. I mean i've been chasing you around since junior high, why me, why now?"

She stepped backwards from the barstool, her mind secretly contemplating a thousand answers. "Because.. I.. i want you to.. i want my first time to mean something.. and now, because, tomorrow i leave for the big city.. and i don't know what's gonna happen, and you.. you know me.. there's just no-one else i'd rather have than you Manny".

She sighed as she watched uncertainity flicker through his eyes, contemplations evident as fingers padded against leather.

"If we do this, i can't pretend to be your good freind Manny, things won't be the same, you know how i feel about you" Orbs probed hers as she shifted weight from side to die. "you'd have to trust me" His hand outstretched tilting her chin to face him. "do you trust me?"

"yes"

He smiled gently clasping her hand against his, if only this once.. if only this once.

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Her heels clicked against the hardwood floor of his bedroom, a chill shocked down her spine as she removed her shoes placing them side by side at the door, her bare feet padding towards his open window, the cold breeze rushing against the bare skin of her back causing her to shiver.

She heard the footsteps behind her before she felt his warm hands against her back. She felt his breath against her bare skin, felt the tenderness as he rubbed her back soothingly.

"We don't have to do this" he whispered gently manipulating her to face him.

She tried to find the words, the words to tell him that she wanted this, but all she found was a false sense of self confidence and so, she leaned forwards catching his lips between hers, His hands falling promptly to her lower back caressing the soft silk of her dress, calloused fingers clutching at the material feeling her limber physiqe beneath him. Her breath caught in her throat as he pulled away her fingers tracing over the outline of his jaw feeling the stubble beneath her fingers.

Eyes transferred hidden messages, her body relaxing to his touch as his hands romed freely against her bare skin of her back, fingers catching on straps of her dress. His head bowed tasting the skin where the straps had previously been, breath warm against her cold skin.

Lashes fell to meet cheekbones, her mind concentrating on his touch only, the calloused finger tips that had pushed the straps of her dress aside, and the way his hot, moist lips and tounge worked their way over her collarbone. She leaned towards him, feeling the warmth of his shirt against the palm of her hand.

In one swift movement he had rid her of her dress, the dress falling at a shimmering pool around her feet. The cold hit her like a brick wall, eyes snapping open meeting his, her arms on reflex coming across her stomach crouching in a mere effort to conceal her body from his veiw.

"Don't..." he spoke quietly. "your beautiful" He moved around her gently, as if he were stalking pray. The stark white of her underwear in contrast with the rest of her olive complexion, able fingers linked around her back, undoing her bra rendering it useless as it fell into the pile of silk.

Trust. She had to trust him.

She closed her eyes once more as his hands ran nimbly over the newly exposed skin, her breasts heavy against his palm as he kneaded them gently, his head bowing to taste her, the sweet taste of her sweat prolonging his pleasure. Fingers twinged at erect nipples before contining the journey to hook themselves beneath the band of her underwear. Her breath hitched clearly in her throat at the thought of him touching her there.

Steady hands pushed beneath the materialistic barrier, fingers touching crevices before pushing through wiry tendrils. He felt her knees buckle before her full body weight was against him. On reflex he picked up her slender frame and deposited her on his bed.

She felt his fingers hook underneath the waistband of her panties before sliding them over her legs. A blush creeping against her cheeks, as she awaited for the next action.

She felt his warm breath against her upper theighs, felt his hand against her knee manipulating her legs to open wider to accumulate for him. She felt his tounge delve inside of her, felt the warm moisture against her clit as he lapped at her. The sensation of his textured tounge against her drove her into sense overmode, her own hands coming to rest against the back of her head, urging him to contine.

He pulled back slightly the taste of her against his tounge and her long moans of his name sent him into a state of pure need. His fingers slid against her theighs, to her parted legs. One finger extending and penetrating her, her hip raised taking in the full digit easily. He exhaled sharply as he withdrew it.

She was ready.

She heard the sound of his belt and the fluttering of clothes, the slight thud of them hitting the ground, the plastic sound of wrapper. Her eyes opening as she watched him roll the condom over his established arousal.

He came to her once more. Her legs parting on instinct as he positoned himself above her, Hands grasped at the bed head above her to support himself, muscles evident as he held himself there, eyes glancing down to meet hers a silent signal of premisson.

The first thrust was long and deep, but quick, her eyes shut tightly as a searing pain cut through her, his voice soothing as he lowered one hand to stroke her face, his full length inside of her, giving her time to adjust. Her eyes opened slowly, a slight nod giving him permission to move again, He moved slowly, arms pushing against he bedhead for support, two more thrusts and pain gave way to pleasure.

Her hands came to rest against the defined muscles of his arms, moving him closer to her, his breath falling against her shoulders, her eyes watching his as he moved. He moved to an assigned rythm a teasing pace as she began to move with him. Her hips moving with his an encouraging smile falling against his lips as he moved with her.

He thrust against her feeling the smoothness of her legs against his, smelt the smell of her hair and the smell of her arousal.

The pace quickened as soon as she started to get vocal, the moans and the long "Mannys" were beginning to drive him over the edge, his hands staying firm against his support barrier as he moved himself in deeper, her hips pulling him even deeper inside of her. Her legs quivering unexpectdly causing her to shuffle her hips in a mere effort to get back into the same postion, sent him over the edge.

Reluctantly he pulled out of her, a smile forming against the side of his neck as her mattered her obscured her eyes from veiw.

"Are you still going to leave tomorrow?" he panted fingers clasping around hers.

"Manny, don't.." she sighed leaning her head in the crook of his neck. Her breath hitching once more.

"I want you to stay" He panted once more against her shoulder, lips lightly kissing her feeling her pulse beneath them.

She closed her eyes allowing darkness to claim her.The only thought invading her sleep was. If only this once.. if only this once

TBC