It Started With A Song Writeing Contest

chapter 12

*Micaela POV*
"Okay, Rocky, follow me, you can stay in my parents room" I said showing Rocky to his room. "Okay, Rydel and Ellington, you can stay in my brothers room. Riker and Madie, you can stay in one if the guest rooms. And Aimee and Ryland, you can stay in the second guest room. Me and Ross will be in my room." I said showing everyone their rooms. "Okay, well. Night everyone, see you in the morning." I said and me and Ross walked to my room.
***WARNING SEXUAL CONTENT***
Ross closed and locked the door behind him. Why did he lock it? Don't worry about it. I'm sure it's nothing, right? I pulled the blankets back. "Okay babe, ready for bed?" I said turning towards Ross. I was gonna go to bed, but Ross had plans of his own.... he was walking towards me biting his lip, honestly, it was a bit of a turn on. I could feel the nervous knot forming in my stomach. Is this really happening? While I'm panicing in my own head, I'm pulled out of my thoughts by feeling Ross's lips touch my, and his hands on my hips. It was slow and passionate, but it quickly got heated. Ross pulled my hips against his, and began to slowly grind his hard against me. I feel his hands slowly moving all over my body. I feel his hands find their way under my shirt, I gasp when his cold hands make contact with my skin. His fingers run all over my bare skin, as the kiss deepens. He moves his hands on my butt, "jump" he mumbles into the kiss. I jump wrapping my legs around him. He walk me over to the bed and lays down, with me on bottom, without breaking the kiss. I am now laying down, with Ross on top, holding his weight in him arms, and my hands tangled in his hair. Ross pulls back slightly, and look me in the eyes. "You sure?" I nodded yes, even though im nit sure. our lips reconnected. We spend a couple minutes like this before Ross breaks the kiss and slowly pulls of my shirt, and i take off his. He starts to slowly kiss down my body, he gets to the top of my shorts, and begins to take them off. I tense up. I'm afraid for him to see my thighs. "Ross... stop" I whisper. He stops and comes back up, "what's wrong?" "I'm scared" "of what? I'll go slow if thats what you want." "No, it's my thighs. I'm scared about you seeing my thighs" "why? Theres nothing wrong with your body, babe. You have nothing to hide." "Its not my body size or shape I'm worried about. It's what's on my body" I say. "Babe, let me see. It's okay, I promise." "Okay" I say, Ross pulls down my shorts, revealing scars. "Babe? Is this what I think it is?" "Yes Ross. I used to cut. I have scars, that's what I was scared about." "Babe, I'm not happy you have scars, but, each scar shows another battle you won, you were wounded, but you won. Each scar shows a reason you had to kill yourself, but you beat it, you won. And no matter how many scars, no matter how old the scar, I will love you regardless." "Thank you, Ross" "of course" he kisses me again, and it doesn't take long for things to heat up. I take off Ross's pants, leaveing him in his underwear. I can see his hard through his boxers. I reach down and rub him through his boxers causing him to moan. I feels his hand make their way up my body, and unbuckle my bra. He throws it to the side leaving me in my underwear. I puch off his boxers, and he pulls off my panties, leaving us both completely nude. Our lips reconnect. Ross pulls back and gives me a questioning look. I nodded. He gets up and slips on a condom. He lines himself up with my entrance "you sure princess?" "Yes" he slowly stared to push his length inside me. It hurt, a lot. I let out a cry, as tears brim my eyes. "want me to stop?" "No, I want this." "Tell me when your ready" I waited a few seconds for my body to adjust "okay" he resumed his previous action. He starts with slow shallow thrusts as I adjust. Soon the pain faids, and turns into pleasure. "Faster" he starts moving faster and deeper, as our moans fill the room.
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I DID IT!!