Chapter 5
I get home and call Mandy. "How'd it go?" she asks. "A lot better than I thought it would. Apparently he's a Mayan." I tell her. "Oh wow. That doesn't bother you?" she asks. "Not at all. My uncle was a Rambler back home. Motorcycle clubs are what I'm used to." I tell her, laughing. "So, tell me about him." she says. "He's better looking than his pictures and he was really sweet. We sat on the benche and he told me that I was absolutely perfect. And, Mandy, he's fucking beautiful. Just beautiful." I tell her and she starts laughing. "And I kissed him." I tell her. "Hell yeah. What did he do?" she asks. "Kissed me back but then the club called and I told him it was all good to be safe and call me later." I tell her. "That's great babe but just be careful and don't jump in farther than you're comfortable." she tells me. "I won't but we did agree that we wanted to see where this went." I tell her and I can't help the smile on my face.
That evening, my phone rings. "Hello." I answer. "Hola Beleza." he says. "Hey Michael." I respond with a smile. "How was your day?" I ask. "Better now." he says sounding tired. "Are you okay baby?" I ask. "Yeah. I'm okay." he says. "You...maybe...wanna come over?" I ask. "Are you sure Beleza?" he asks. "Yeah. We can snuggle on the couch and watch a movie." I say, remembering that's what he said he liked. "I'd like that." he tells me. "I live at 582 Joshua Tree Lane." I tell him. "I'll be there in ten." He tells me. We end the call and my butterflies start freaking out again.
Ten minutes later, I hear a motorcycle pull up and I walk to the door. Seeing him get off his bike, he walks up and I move to let him in. As soon as I see him, I see something is bothering him but I know not to push. I lead him to the couch and he takes off his kutte and boots and I pull the blanket off the back of the couch and give him the remote. I lay back and pull him to lay on my chest while we watch a movie and I run my fingers through his hair. "That feels good." he tells me. Looking up at me, he leans up and kisses me softly before laying his head back down. "This is just what I needed." he says and I feel him give me a little squeeze. I kiss the top of his head and he kisses my chest right above my breasts. It just seems so normal with him. Like we've been doing this for years even though we just met. We watch the movie and I keep running my fingers through his hair and I hear him yawn. "You want to move the movie to the bedroom?" I ask and he looks at me and I say "We said we were going to see where this went. That means we're together right?" I ask and he smiles softly and say "Yeah sweetheart. It does." I kiss him softly and say "I don't know if I'm ready to be intimate with you yet but we can sleep in the same bed can't we?" I ask. "Yeah baby. I'd like that." he tells me.
We get up and head to the bedroom and he takes his jeans and shirt off, leaving him in his boxer briefs and his wife beater. I strip down to just my tank top and panties and we snuggle up but this time my head is on his chest. I look up at him and he kisses me softly. He moves to hover over me and breaks the kiss. "We don't have to do anything until you're ready but I am going to kiss my girl." he says. I don't say anything. I lean up and kiss his lips and he deepens the kiss and that's how we spend the next little bit. Just kissing each other gently and talking and getting to know each other a little more.
Waking up the next morning, I have my back to Michael and his arms are around me. We had talked last night and I know his last name is Ariza and he knows mine is Hastings and I know he also goes by Riz so I told him I would call him Riz in front of others but wanted to call him Michael when it was just us. He was okay with that. I feel him place a soft kiss to my bare shoulder before kissing my neck and it feels so nice. I turn in his arms and decide to jump in feet first. I kiss his lips and he deepens the kiss. I move to straddle him and he says "We don't have to." I take my tank top off and say "I want to." He sits up and crashes his lips with mine before kissing down my neck and to my chest. Paying attention to both breasts before flipping us over and taking his wife beater off. He starts to slip my panties off and then his boxer briefs and he moves to my entrance. "Are you sure?" he asks. I reach down and wrap my hand around his impressive length and line him up with my entrance before I thrust towards him and slowly take him in. He moans at the sensation before pushing the rest of the way into me and that causes me to moan. "Holy shit." I moan. "You okay?" he asks as he stops. "Yeah. Just never been with someone as big as you before." I tell him. Kissing me softly, he starts to thrust in and out at a slow and steady pace. Never breaking the kiss, he makes love to me nice and slow before causing me to find my release with him finding his right after. Pulling out of me, he lays over me a little and kisses me softly. "Thank you." he whispers. "For what baby?" I ask. "Being just what I need." he says. I kiss him softly and he moves to his side and I snuggle up against him as we just hold each other. Neither of us saying anything else, just being close.