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Chapter 12
The rain was still pouring hard outside. I sat on Christian's bed wearing baggy shorts and his plaid polo shirt. He provided me with a glass of hot water. My hair's still wet but the droplets of water aren't dripping from my hair tips anymore.
"It's a cold night," Christian appeared in the room and I almost dropped the glass. I felt the twinge of heat sort of burning me. He immediately rushed to my aid.
"Ana, are you okay?" He immediately took the glass of hot water and placed it on the bedside table. He held my hand and there was that spark again, traveling between us. "Does it hurt?"
"It's just a slight burn," I assured him that I'm okay.
The real burn is seeing him this hot. He had the perfect upper body. His abdomen was perfectly toned. His chest was hard, and he was wearing nothing but his pajama bottoms. He looked incredibly hot, and for the first time in my life, I felt heat between my legs.
I didn't even think. I pulled him in for an intense kiss. Before I knew it, we were making out torridly. He pressed me on the bed, and he on top of me. My hands travelled at his well-built back, feeling every inch of his skin. He pulled away from my kiss only to give me pecks on the neck.
This felt so good and I didn't want him to stop . . . but I knew that I didn't want my first time to be this way.
His hand traveled underneath my shirt and before he could cup my breast, I held his wrist and whispered, "Christian, I'm not ready yet."
He froze at that, his brows furrowed in confusion as he looked at me.
"You haven't had sex before?" He asked straightforwardly.
I shyly shook my head and answered, "No. You're my first kiss, Christian."
That made him freeze like a statue. He thought deeply before removing himself on top of me. I immediately wanted to cry. It's clear that he didn't want me anymore. I mean, he's obviously experienced and I'm not. And besides, I'm not even sure if I am different from any other girls.
But my fears melted when he lied next to me and wrapped his arms around me. His chin rested on top of my head and I felt him kiss my hair for a few seconds.
"You're not ready yet, Ana and I understand. I'll wait until you're ready." With that, he leaned to give me a chaste kiss on the lips before we innocently slept together.
We cuddled as we went off to a deep slumber, and for that, I already dreamed before I fell asleep.
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I had the best night of my life. It's not because Anastasia and I did it. In fact, we didn't but I felt so complete. Having her in my arms felt like the whole world was mine. I've slept with a lot of women, but I never stayed with them. One woman told me that I "cum and go", but it's not the case with Ana. She's . . . different and I don't even know why.
Perhaps it's her innocence that drawn me to her. The kiss we shared on the carousel was her very first. For that, I felt incredibly honored.
I had the brightest pleasure of waking up next to her against the morning sun. Speaking of Ana, she's inside the shower taking her time. I laughed when I saw her reaction with my bathroom. She was beyond astounded. She even said that she'd like to marry my shower.
My bathroom is wide. There's a sink with the mirror on it and on the right side is the shower with a monochromatic gray shower curtain.
I was already in my suit when I knocked, "Ana, I need to brush my teeth. Can I come in?"
"The shower curtain's closed so come in and brush your teeth," she invited jovially.
I opened the bathroom door and brushed my teeth in front of the mirror. I heard water falling down the floor and Ana is humming. I smiled at that. I could wake up to this, you know and maybe join her too.
But then, I heard a voice and I was mortified. Ana stopped humming when she heard it too.
"Sir! SIR! Oh my goodness! Where are you?!" Ray's voice was panicky.
"Just a moment, Ray," I tried to stay calm.
"You're in the bathroom?!" Sir, Sir, this is urgent!"
Then, I saw the doorknob twist open and I couldn't breathe. What am I going to do? The shower's still running and if he sees a silhouette of a girl, he could identify his daughter or worse, he would think that I'd be hooking up with another girl.
Before he could see me, I abruptly entered the shower. It was me and Ana and Ray in a room with a shower curtain separating us.
"Sir, I am so sorry to do this, but I am panicking. Wonted Airlines is threatening to cut partnerships with us. Trust me, Sir, I've been dealing with them for hours and they won't stop until they talk to you."
I couldn't hear anything at all. All I could see was Ana's naked back as she struggled to turn off the shower. I hinted fear in her actions, but there was the heat that we mutually felt. She slowly turned around and I saw her glorious bare body before me. She had perfect ample breast and her shape was something I wanted to trace.
I wanted nothing more but to attack her and take her at this moment, but she's a virgin and I wouldn't want to do it the first time in a shower. And most importantly, her freaking father is just a few inches away from us.
I maintained my composure. Here I was, fractionally getting my suit wet in a shower.
"I am taking a shower, Ray. I can deal with them later."
"But Sir, we might lose them. They are one of our biggest clients."
I hate to say this, but Ray has a point. He has the right to panic. We've been having a rift with this airline company lately when their administration officers changed. Well, I am impressed at how Ray assesses the importance of my relations with clients and I did give him a key to my loft in case of emergencies like this.
I just wished Ana wasn't here when this happened.
"Let me finish my shower, Ray. I'll be out in three minutes. Wait for me in the office."
"Alright, Sir. Sorry for this intrusion," he said before leaving my bathroom.
When he left, Ana and I couldn't stop laughing.