She turned and kissed him; enjoying the feel of his stubbly cheek against her smooth one。 Outside; the storm was still raging; but in the attic; next to Nate; she felt cozy and warm and safe。
Nate kissed her back hungrily。 Her tiny; curvy body felt so good in his arms。 He edged down one strap of her lacy camisole and kissed her milky white shoulder。 It felt so nice; so familiar to be with Jenny; even though the last time they’d hooked up was three years ago。 But that was the thing about Jenny。 She was fortable; soft; sweet; easy。
Watch it—no girl likes being called easy。 Especially in a bed。
“Wait。” Jenny pushed his hand away and held it。 Her hands were tiny; like little kid hands。 She led his hand to rest on the center of her chest; on top of the little rosette on her bra。 “I’m a virgin。” Jenny smiled shyly。 “I want you to be my first。 I’m just letting you know in case… you know;” she finished。
“Oh;” Nate said。 It made him feel protective of her。 He didn’t want to hurt her。 “Are you sure?” he asked; intertwining his fingers in hers。 He hadn’t been with anyone for a year。 At Deep Springs; the nearest women were tens of miles away; and until recently; they were even further from his mind。
“Yes; I’m sure。” Jenny smiled at him softly; invitingly。 She eased her camisole straps all the way down her shoulders。 “I just wanted you to know。”
Nate nodded and blew the candle out。 Then he took Jenny—sweet; unplicated; sexy Jenny—in his strong; capable arms。
That’s one way to end a year。
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when the lights go out
You know how in Jane Austen novels; the most scandalous things always happened in the country; never in town? Well; we may be more than a century away and an ocean apart; but the same thing happ