She had made it! She walked straight down the neighborhood looking for Mario’s car. Just when she thought that he must have forgotten about her, she saw the headlights of a car driving toward her. The Corvette pulled up next to her, and she heard the doors unlock. Without hesitation, she pulled the passenger door open and hopped in. Seeing Mario, she threw her arms around him and hugged him tightly.
“Wow,” he said, admiring her. “You pulled that shit off.”
Tiara grinned proudly like the Cheshire cat and let him go so that she could put her seat belt on.
“Where are we going?” she asked him.
“I got us a hotel suite not too far away from here,” Mario said. “So we wouldn’t have to be in the car the whole time.”
“You think you’re slick,” Tiara’s eyes lowered, and she bit her lip.
Mario laughed.
“What?” He lifted up the middle console and pulled out an already-rolled blunt and a lighter. “Stop talking shit and spark this.”
“Gladly,” Tiara said.
By the time they arrived at the Marriott that Mario had made reservations at, they were both so high they could barely feel their feet touching the ground. Since Mario had already checked in, all they had to do was get on the elevator and go up to their room.
“Here.” Mario gave Tiara the room key so that she could open the door and enter first.
She did and was instantly filled with emotion. There were rose petals surrounding the king-sized bed and a bottle of Champagne chilling on ice on the nightstand beside it. On the bed, there were at least twenty miniature Snickers bars, her favorite chocolate, shaped into a heart.
“Oh, Mario,” her hand shot to her mouth. “Nobody has ever done anything like this for me before!”
“Well, if you haven’t ever gone on a regular date before I wouldn’t doubt that,” he joked, and she playfully pinched his arm. He took off his coat and helped her remove hers. Throwing them on one of the chairs he waved her to the bed. “Come on; have a glass of Champagne.”
“You’re only eighteen,” Tiara said as she watched him pour her a glass. “How did you even get this stuff?”
“I have connections.” Mario handed her the glass and poured his own. He lifted his glass in the air. “To us. May we always remain close, no matter what happens.”
“To us,” Tiara gushed and took the cup to the head.
She had smoked weed a lot and drank a little bit, but that was the first time that she had mixed the two. It was a pleasant feeling. Her body felt amazing when it was touched, and Mario let his fingers trail up and down her arms ever so lightly. The two lay on the bed staring at the ceiling, talking and laughing.
“Have you ever just wanted to run away and never look back?” Tiara whispered, turning to face him.
She hadn’t noticed how close they were until that very second. Her face was only inches away from his. She saw his lips twitch like he wanted to smile, but it showed as more of a grimace.
“Yeah,” he said. “But this is my new life now . . . You are my new life.”
“Promise?” Tiara’s voice came out as more of a purr than a whisper, and Mario heard it.
He turned on his side so that he could face her. Nudging her nose with his, he placed his right hand on the back of her head.
“Promise,” he said and pulled her lips to his.
The kiss was a deep, passionate one, and Tiara heard herself moaning into his mouth. She pressed her chest against him to let him know it was OK if he wanted to touch them. Her hands roamed freely on his muscular body, and she felt herself growing moist between her legs each time their tongues intertwined. Mario’s hand slid under her T-shirt and massaged her breasts through her bra. Tiara’s clit throbbed each time he pinched her nipple. Mario pulled away and looked at her. He traced her face with the fingertip of his pointer finger and gazed into her eyes.
“Are you sure you want this?” he asked as he grabbed her hand and guided it toward the center of his pants.
Tiara was too far gone to tell him no. All she wanted was for him to make her feel good. So to answer his question, she sat up, took her shirt off, and unsnapped her bra. Mario licked his lips at the sight of her perky nipples.
“Lick them,” Tiara instructed.
Mario sat up and palmed one of her titties, massaging it while he sucked the other. His tongue thumped her nipple, and he was pleased at the sounds coming from her mouth. He made her lie back down; then he went back and forth from each nipple until she started gyrating her hips, letting him know that something else needed some attention too. He planted kisses from her chest all the way to her navel. Her back arched in pleasure at the perfect timing. He was able to slide her leggings and panties off with the swiftness of a sex expert. When he saw her freshly shaven pussy and the juices flowing heavily from it, he wished he could dive right in it, but he knew that since she was a virgin, he would have to take his time. Plus, he wanted to taste it first. He removed his shirt, knowing that things were about to get more than a little messy.
“Tiara?” he breathed, kissing her thighs.
“Yes,” she whispered into the air with her eyes shut.
“You are so beautiful.” He let his lips brush against her clit, causing her to jump slightly. “Tiara?”
“Yessss.”
“I love you,” Mario said to her. “Do you love me?”
“Ye—”
Before she could fully answer his question, Mario took her clit inside of his mouth and sucked it relentlessly.
