And beyond that, she was a good listener. Anything I told her, she drank in completely, listening with interest and without judgement.
When Amelia pulled up, I noticed how late it was.
“Would you like to go home?” I asked, assuming that she would want to go home with her friend.
“Actually, could we go to your place instead?” she asked timidly.
I was both surprised and delighted to hear her ask that, and couldn’t keep the smile from my face.
“Absolutely.”
Chapter Nine Candy
“Did you guys have a good time?” asked Amelia as she winded down the road towards Elliot’s house.
“Yeah,” I said, turning to Elliot and offering him a shy smile, “We actually ended up going bowling and having the time of our lives.”
Amelia perked up and smiled.
“Well, that sounds nice,” she said. “I can’t think of the last time that I went bowling.”
We chatted for the few minutes that it took for us to get to Elliot’s, my nerves climbing with every passing mile. When we got there, Amelia bid Elliot good night. He hesitated, looking over at me.
“Hey, Amelia, I’m, uh, going to stay over here for a while,” I said, climbing out of the car.
Amelia looked at me blankly and I stared right back at her, raising my eyebrows pointedly.
“Okay,” she said, looking at me with concern. “Just let me know when you want me to come back for you.”
“No, that’s okay,” I said. “I’ll probably just end up calling an Uber or something. Thank you for coming out for us, though.”
I don’t know why I hadn’t thought about that before. That way I wouldn’t have had to bother my friend to come out for us.
She shrugged, told me that it wouldn’t be a problem for her to come back for me, and giving me a long look that clearly indicated she’d be here at the drop of a hat if I needed her. I tried to send her silent gratitude with my smile. She seemed to get the message and slowly returned the expression. “Have fun,” she whispered mischievously, and took off.
It was then that my nervousness started to set in.
I was at his house.
I had never done anything like this before, so I was worried that I would be bad somehow. I wasn’t even sure how I was supposed to get things started. Was I supposed to kiss him? Rip his clothes off and jump on him? I wasn’t sure and the thought of it was starting to make me sick to my stomach.
Thankfully, I didn’t have to worry about it for very long. As soon as he opened the front door, he pushed me inside and kissed me hard on the lips. It was like he just lost his composure and couldn’t wait anymore. And him taking control not only took the pressure off of me, but it sent a fire racing through me. I melted into his arms, enjoying the feel of his soft lips pressed against mine.
He kissed me and grabbed my hips as he pushed me down the hallway to what I assumed was his bedroom. I kissed him back, clinging to him and feeling every hard inch of him pressed against me. I felt breathless, and weightless as he picked me up and carried me the rest of the way to the bedroom.
He laid me gently on the bed and stared down at me as he unbuckled his pants. My heart started racing. I was so nervous. It was about to happen. I was going to lose my virginity right here and now.
Even though I was super nervous, a large part of me felt thrilled to be in his bed and about to do this. It was crazy, but it felt right. I had run into him at that first auction for a reason. And that magnetic force that had propelled me to go to the auction and sell myself? It was him. We were the two poles of that magnet, drawn together and meant to collide.
He unzipped my dress and helped me shimmy out of it, the snug fabric clinging to every curve.
“Are you okay?” he asked, his voice as soft as butter.
“Yeah,” I said, nodding dumbly.
I was amazed at how gently he had taken over. He started kissing me again, his hot mouth dancing with mine. I closed my eyes and leaned into him. He kissed down the side of my neck, sucking a little as he made his way down to my breasts. He pulled up my bra, freeing them from their prison. They bounced out, standing at full attention for him. He stared at them for a moment before taking a nipple into his mouth. He licked and sucked on my nipple.
His hand slipped between my thighs and through the thin cotton barrier between my skin and his, he stroked the sensitive flesh. I moaned and ground down against his hand. He slipped his hand into my panties, wiggling his fingers down until he found my moist center. He slipped a finger into my tight hole, making me gasp and moan. With his other hand, he pulled down my panties and leaned down to finish the job from the day before.
He kissed, sucked, and licked at my
