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The Encounter
My hand found hers on my jeans and I pulled it away gently. She looked up at me in protest and I placed my finger over her lips before bringing her hand to mine and kissing it. I pushed on her shoulder gently to walk backwards and made her sit when she reached the bed. Her eyes kept questioning my actions and I leaned down to her level.
"You made me nervous…" I admitted and it wasn't her actions that did it.
Her mood suddenly changed and she tried to calm me. I smiled and reached out to let her know I was alright.
"It wasn't because of this…and what we were about to do…" I made sure she was looking at me when I spoke my next words. "The way you make me feel makes me nervous. You have no idea how strongly my heart is pulling at my chest and flooding me with the sensation of you. Making sure I do everything right for you, to please you. You've made me a mess of emotions."
Her lip found it's way between her teeth and I watched as her eyes built with tears. I just wanted her to know how I felt, not make her emotions just as messed up as mine. I wiped my thumb across the bottoms of her eyes to keep the tears from falling and moved closer to claim her lips with mine.
My hand shifted around her back and across her skin trying desperately to pull her against my chest even more. She went back to grabbing my hair at her attempt to help with my needing to be close. She never spoke a word and I wondered what was going on in her head.
I put it aside for the time being and moved us up the bed further so we could lay comfortably. She lay first and I kept myself over top of her before pulling away and reaching for my pants this time instead of her. It was obvious from the bulge pressed against the material that I was still interested in finishing what we started and stayed on guard in case she wanted to stop.
I wanted her to do it though and all that was left was the zipper, so I grabbed her hand and placed it over me for her to continue. She eagerly pulled down the zipper and tugged at the waistband for them to come down. I had to shift to make them maneuver off and they were in the floor before I knew it.


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