*Hey all! I changed the rating of the story to M because of some of the more mature content. Just wanted you to know in case you wondered. Brittana sex ahead, not too smutty, I'm not great at writing smut! Enjoy!*
Chapter 10
Things changed forever after that night. Her gentle hands ran up and down my body, setting it on fire. Our kisses grew deeper, more insistent. I reveled at the feeling of her body beside mine, on top of mine. She was gentle, never pushing me. I wanted it as much as she did.
Her hands were not the hands of a fumbling boy, or the scratchy palms of a rapist. They were soft and smooth, gentling my soul and soothing my spirit. I can say now, that never once in our first time, did it cross my mind that I was about to have sex with a girl. It felt seamless, easy and breathless. Her body fit the curves of mine, molding and shaping to fit perfectly into me. Both of us knew where we were heading, and that this, more than anything else we had done, would change our relationship forever.
She broke off a kiss, breathless and flushed. I could see the lust and want in her eyes and knew it was mirrored from mine. Her hands were rubbing small circles over my boobs and it was all I could do not to moan. I wished beyond anything else that I didn't have a shirt on and that she was touching my skin beneath, like she used to. Her eyes locked on to mine, and even through the lust and want, I saw concern. She was asking me if I wanted this, I realized. I nodded my head a little too enthusiastically and she smiled and giggled softly, huskily. She slowly, careful not to startle me, pulled my tank top over my head, revealing my boobs. They were always smaller than I wanted, but Britt seemed to love them.
I unmasked her the same way, and she sighed as my hands brushed over her. Her fingers worked wonders on me, twisting and flicking and roaming. I gasped under her, knowing then that no one's hands would ever be like Britt's. I melted as she took me in her mouth, her hand wandering down to brush my pants. I jolted a little at this, knowing that this was further than we ever had taken it. Her eyes were insistent, and I nodded, our lips crashing together furiously.
She stripped me of all my clothes and just looked at me. Her eyes full of something that I didn't understand. She smiled gently at me, and kissed my forehead. "You are so beautiful" She whispered as she kissed down my body, eventually reaching the place she was aiming for. I gasped and unconsciously arched as she found her mark. She was so amazing. Boys had done that before, but none of them were skilled like this. She placed kisses on me, licking and sucking and flicking me with her tongue. She slowly teasingly brought me up over the edge, and I had to bite back a scream. My eyes shut as my body arched and spasmed, feeling like I had entered some new world.
When I came down, I opened my eyes, and caught her looking into mine with that same look again. Then, just as quickly as it had come, Britt's eyes filled with lust again. "You smell so good San." She whispered into my lips before kissing me. I felt her hand brush me as we kissed, and I moaned softly, not even trying to hide how turned on she had made me. She simply smiled into the kiss and deepened it, making my head reel and spin. Then, gently and precisely, she entered me, and I came undone once more. How could something some simple become so complex? I felt her inside me, and within me, and my heart nearly exploded in love. I bit back telling her I loved her, because in this time, at this moment, I knew that it was not the love that one had for her best friend, but the love that two people share bonded together by the heart and soul.
We tangled together, dipping into each other's hearts and souls, mixing the swirling juices that flowed through our very cores. I knew from that moment on that her soul and mine were shackled together, chained by love and friendship. Tied down by tenderness and beauty.
I knew then, in a glaring brilliant moment, that everything I had been trying to escape had caught up to me and overcome me. I knew then that no matter how many guys I slept with and how many notches on my headboard, that I was gay. It was unavoidable. To me, it felt kind of like something had borrowed under my skin and lodged itself into my heart. And I knew deep down that thing was Brittany. She had somehow ripped off the mask I put up to block everyone out and guard my secret. I was exposed to her, not just in my nakedness of body, but in the nakedness of my being. She knew me in every single way. And I would never have it any other way.