"First is your hair," he picked up a strand. "It's gotten longer and freer. Then there's your face. You don't look like a child any more. You look more like an adult. Your breasts have gotten fuller. You've slimed down a little and you have this tiny waist. Your hips have gotten bigger. And your legs are curvy." He went about stating all of these changes and touching her as he went. His fingertips lightly brushed her skin. She knew she was red in the face and she felt herself tremble as he touched her. She had only felt this way in her dreams. No one else touched her like this so she didn't quite know how to react. He stepped back and continued looking at her.
She stepped forward and he didn't stop her. Wrapping her arms around him she pressed her body against his. His breath hitched and his hands held her hips. She stood on her tip toes and looked at him, silently asking for his permission. He gave her a slight nod and she pressed his lips against his. She didn't know if she was even doing it right. She only made out with one guy back in high school and he was slobbering on her the whole time and groped her. She didn't really like it.
Huey was gentle. He pressed his lips back against her and he didn't overpower her mouth. He gently stroked her sides. He was holding back, she noticed. He looked at her with a stoic face but in his eyes, he was desperate and hungry. She was definitely wet for him and her whole body was on fire.
"Come on," she whispered and took his hand to lead him to her bedroom. She gripped him tightly and walked to the bed. She knelt beside him and he grabbed her face and kissed her furiously. It was so nice, the taste and smell of him was exhilarating, he felt so manly and she had never been this turned on before. All her senses were overloading and she was in bliss.
He laid her down on her back and continued kissing her. Wow was it good. His hand drifted from her waist to her hip, down her buttocks, and under her dress. She gasped in his mouth and he slipped a tongue in. Oh my goodness. His fingers played with her most special spot through her panties. This was really happening wasn't it? She needed more of him so she tried taking off his hoodie. Her inexperienced hands kept fumbling and he pulled away to pull it over his head. Underneath he wore a black wife beater.
Oh my… he really did gain some muscle while he was gone. He was no longer scrawny but well-toned. She reached out and ran her hands over his biceps. Then the wife beater came off. She brushed her fingertips over his sculpted abs. "You did some growing up as well," she stated. He grabbed her small hands and rolled over so she was on top. He started by kissing her knuckles and the back of her hand, then the palms which she was sure were sweating, then both of her wrists. The growing need inside her was unbearable. She shifted on top of him and could feel him hard beneath her. "Are we really doing this?" He paused and asked.
"Yeah. I want to if you want to." He nodded as he looked up at her. "Umm… you do know that I'm a… virgin? Right?" She squeaked, embarrassed.
"That shouldn't surprise me but it does. Guys should have been all over you."
"I wanted to wait." It was so weird to admit this to him. He changed positions on the bed and had her standing by the bed as he sat up. He gently and slowly pulled her gown down until it was a pool of silk around her feet, exposing her breasts and panty covered mound. He grabbed her breasts with ease and ran his thumbs over her nipples making them painfully hard. She held her breath, worried that making a sound would make everything fall apart. He leaned up and took one in his mouth. She couldn't help herself and moaned at the new sensation. He kneaded her breasts, kissed them, nibbled, and sucked. Waves of sensation flowed through her and she tangled her fingers in his afro. This was just so new and amazing.
He touched and kissed further down until she felt cold air hit her between the legs. He had slid her panties down her legs and it was with her gown. Using his index finger, he stroked her. She had to cover her mouth to stop from crying out. "Wow," he whispered.
They changed positions again and she was on her back with her head rested against the pillows. She was shaking with nervousness as he stood up to take off his shoes and sweatpants. Oh no, that will never fit. That was her first thought as she saw his erection. It was so big. He gave her one of his famous, rare smirks. He must have saw fear on her face. "Don't worry. It won't be so bad at first."
He kissed her and positioned himself between her legs, moving her legs further apart. His heat radiated on her. "I'm ready," she whispered in his ear. He started so slowly at first, it didn't hurt but it was so uncomfortable. She whimpered as he pushed further into her. He shushed her and kissed her again. It started hurting when he began thrusting in and out. He was ever so gentle though.
"This isn't your first time with a virgin is it?"
He shook his head without losing pace. This might have upset her but it didn't. He knew what he was doing and he did it well. "It feels a lot better now." She muttered to him softly. He kissed her softly and whispered sweet things to her.
"You smell so nice, Jasmine. Your skin is so soft. It's so tight and wet."
He moved so slowly and gently and she writhed beneath him. She couldn't control her shaking from pleasure, she was beginning to sweat, and she panted. He picked up his pace but not how hard he would thrust. Soon, she was begging him for release. He quietly grunted and the last few thrusts inside her were blissful. The orgasm shook her to her core and she cried out, clutching Huey close to her. She lost touch with the world for a few seconds and all the mattered was him in her arms. He groaned as he found his own release, filling her with his essence and collapsed on top of her.
"Oh, Huey. That was, I can't even explain it, it was so unbelievable."
He nodded, breathing heavily. He cradled her cheek and kissed her. "That was really good," he admitted.
She was overcome with exhaustion when she finally caught her breath. She knew she would be sore tomorrow so she better get the sleep she needed. Huey settled beside her and she pulled the covers over their naked bodies.
"You'll be here right?" She hoped he wasn't going to leave her behind again. Wrapping his arms around her, he kissed forehead letting her know that he would stay with her this time.
She had slept peacefully for the first time in a while. When she finally opened her eyes, Huey was still there, already awake. "Good morning," she said sleepily. "Morning," he replied as he looked up from his book. He was so handsome.
Yep, she was sore alright. She tried to make it look like she wasn't having problems walking around but nothing could get past Huey. "You should probably rest."
"No, it's fine." She went to the bathroom and there was a little blood but it wasn't bad. She took a quick shower and walked out wrapped in a towel. Huey was already dressed in the clothes he wore yesterday.
"How long are you staying?" She asked when picking out clothes to wear.
"I don't know yet."
"How about the rest of the week? I'm on vacation and Cindy is gone so it wouldn't be trouble at all. But you didn't bring any clothes with you did you?"
He shook his head. Jazmine sighed and walked to her purse to take out her credit card. "Go buy some stuff."
He glared at her, "I'm not using your money. I'm not that desperate."
"Do you have money with you?" She already knew the answer.
"It went to gas."
"And you're going to wear the same germ covered clothes for a week? That's unsanitary and you're going to get sick that way. Now take the damn card and buy some clothes."
He reluctantly took the card out of her hand and mumbled a thank you. "You can pay me back when you become a rich senator one day."
She went back to picking out her clothes as he left the apartment to get clothes. He was probably going to pick up cheap and simple clothes anyway so it wasn't as if she was going to be broke in one day.
Finally she chose a long sleeved sweater with yoga pants and flats. She then brushed her hair and put on a little makeup. As she was waiting for Huey to come back she made a vegetarian omelet. Just in case, she made an extra one for him. Knowing him, he wouldn't take too long.
She had just brushed her teeth after eating her omelet when Huey walked through the door. He only had two bags and she knew he didn't get much. "How was it?"
"Stupid," he wrinkled his nose in disgust. "Pagan shoppers were everywhere."
She smiled at his attitude. That's the Huey she had known since she was a girl. "There's an omelet over there. I made it with an egg substitute so you can eat it."
He set his bags by the couch and stared at the omelet carefully. "Huey, you don't remember that I'm a vegetarian too?"
"I wasn't sure if you still took up that lifestyle." He cut a bite of his omelet and chewed carefully, testing the taste and texture. Jazmine figured she did a good job since he took another bite. "When was your last meal?" She asked when he finally finished. He just shrugged his shoulders and looked at her with amusement.
She sighed and put his plate in the sink. "Go change your clothes. I need to do laundry today so I might as well take your clothes with me."
He looked uncomfortable but did as he was told. He probably wasn't used to her ordering him around like that. Or anybody spoiling him like she was. Did he deserve it? Probably not but she was doing it anyway.
He changed in jeans with another wife beater and flannel shirt. "Much better," she said in approval when she looked at him. He scratched the back of his head and shrugged again.
Sitting on the couch, he grabbed a book of hers and started reading so she did dishes. There wasn't much but it was nice to have a clean kitchen. She zoned out again, thinking about last night, when she felt something sharp slice through her fingers. She accidently grabbed the sharp blade of a knife. She hissed in pain pulled her hand back to her, she was bleeding and blood and water mixed running down her arm.
"Let me see," Huey grabbed her hand and looked at the cuts that ran from her index finger to her last finger. Blood ran in trickles down her hand. "We need to wash it off. I don't think you need stitches."
He went to the bathroom with her and sat her down on the edge of the bath tub. He gently cleaned her hand with a washcloth and examined the cuts closer. "It's just minor damage. We need to bandage it up now though."
"Bandages are in the cabinet under the sink."
He grabbed the bandages and over the counter medication to prevent infection. Unfortunately, it was the spray that stung. He spread her fingers apart and sprayed the medication over each cut. Every spray made her wince in pain. She was on the verge of tears when he finally bandaged each finger.
She looked at him while he did his work. She couldn't help but giggle. He raised his eyebrow in confusion at her. "What's so funny?"
"You're keeping your promise to me. You said when I'm in trouble, you'll be there for me."
He kissed her knuckles. "All done."
She smiled at him and stood up. "Thank you."