“I do to, but…” Dally starts.
“But what?” bạn ask. bạn were lying on the giường tiếp theo to him.
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“We’ll it won’t hurt that bad…”
“No… I mean I don’t want to hurt bạn hurt you.”
“What do bạn mean?”
He pauses, and rolls on his side to look bạn in the eye. “I tình yêu you. You’re the first girl I’ve actually loved. When I’m around bạn you, it’s like my world has so much thêm meaning. So bạn know… If we bang, there going to be so much thêm emotional. It’s wont just be having sex… It will be making love. And I know I sound like a forty năm old man, but it’s the truth. I wouldn’t want to do it with bạn because you’re hot, which I wanted to do when I first met you. Now, I want to do it because you’re beautiful, and I tình yêu you. I want bạn to have my kids. I want bạn to tình yêu me as much as I tình yêu you. I don’t want bạn to give up this part of you, for the fear I may end up failing you.” He says, finally looking away.
“Dally…” bạn whisper. “I tình yêu bạn that much to. That is why I want to do this.”
He bites his lip, looking bạn over. “I’ll be gentle. I promise. I’ll tell bạn I tình yêu bạn the whole way through.”
bạn lean over, kissing him, gently at first, then getting thêm passionate. Your fingers start running through his hair, his hands on your hips.
His áo sơ mi was already of, and he now was pulling of your dress, gently.
bạn reach down to undo his thắt lưng, vành đai and slid off his pants.
“You sure you-” he starts, concern in his voice.
“Shh.” bạn command. bạn roll over on hàng đầu, đầu trang of him, straddling him. bạn reach behind you, unclamping your bra, slowly taking it off, and tossing it down.
bạn smile down at him. He just bites his lip, looking bạn over.
He rolls over so he’s on hàng đầu, đầu trang now. He slowly slides down your panties.
“You sure?”
“I’m positive.” bạn whisper, as bạn tug his boxers down.
“Just… Tell me if I hurt you.” He says, looking away.
bạn just nod your head as he slides into you.
bạn gasp quietly, not expecting it.
“Oh my god, are bạn ok?” The fear is drawn on his face.
“Keep going.” bạn say.
He shakes his head, but gives another thrust; each one gentle, but getting faster and faster. bạn moan as he hits your spot each time. bạn dig your nails into his back.
“I… Love… You.” He says, heavily breathing.
And then bạn both hit your high, and he falls onto you, still gently.
“I tình yêu bạn too.” bạn whisper.
