*WARNING: NUDITY/ EXPLICIT*
Peter carries me out from the bathroom over to the bed, throwing me on it. My towel had fallen off, leaving me completely naked. I bit my lip, as I see Peter climb on top of me. We gaze into each other's eyes for a moment. Embracing our moment, and soaking everything in. I read his eyes, which are seeking permission. I grab the side of his face gently with my palm, letting him know to proceed. Peter nuzzles his face into my neck, and begins sucking on my delicate skin. Once again placing soft kisses, biting my skin. I moan as he does this. He makes his way down to my breasts, and places a kiss right above my nipple. Then, he grasps my whole breast into his mouth, sucking on it. My body begins to relax even more than before, slumping into the bed. Once Peter finishes with my breasts, he brings his way lower, putting his face right between my thighs. I feel him place a finger on my clit, and rub slow then fast.
"Jesus, Peter do-n't st-op!" I demand.
He leans in, letting his tongue touch the new area. Inserting two fingers, following the same rhythm and pace as his tongue. My moans get louder and louder, I'm surprised no ones passed by to knock to see what's all the commotion. By this time, it takes everything within me to not release, knowing we haven't even gotten to the good part. Peter seeing me holding it in, with my eyes closed, he makes a dive for it. Swiftly plunging into me slowly, knowing it'll hurt. He catches me by surprise and I yelp.
"I'll go slow." He says, seeing me in pain. Stretching out to give me a quick peck on the lips.
He finally gives in, and goes all in. He starts slow, and then thrusts faster. I reach my climax within a few minutes, and we both release, then lay aside each other. I, Lara Jean, just lost my V. I smile to myself.
"Was I good?" Peter asking out of the blue, gently stroking my hair.
"You were amazing. I wouldn't have wanted my first with anyone else." I reply sincerely.
We almost fall asleep, when I realize where we are, and that Peter should be leaving.
"Peter, you have to leave before Chris comes back!" I gasp, slightly nudging Peter off the bed.
"I'm going, I'm going!" He exclaims. He quickly gets dressed, then follows me lead. I walk him towards the door, and he turns around, giving me my last kiss for the night.
"Goodnight Lara Jean." Peter says dreamily.
"Goodnight Peter Kavinsky." I reply.