Bye, Bye Virginity
Warning
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his series contains mature content, including explicit and suggestive language, sexual themes, drug and alcohol use, addiction, violence, and overall mature themes throughout the series. This story has darker themes and is not suited for all readers.
©Copyright Krissy Snifeld, 2009
Chapter 1
I walked out of the bathroom and began to slowly make my way down the narrow hallway. My hands were tucked deep into the pockets of my little pink pajama pants in an attempt to keep my fingers warm. The night air was chilly and as I silently made my way back to my bedroom I couldn't sway my mind away from the thought of sliding back under the warmth of my plush blanket. I was only sporting a tiny little black tank top and already I was starting to feel the goose bumps rising up on my arms.
The house was silent. The only noises were the sounds of the wind howling fiercely outside the window and my older brother's epic snoring echoing down the hallway. My parents were away for the weekend, gone on some major golf tournament, which left the house to me and my brother. Not that it was much of a surprise, being left unsupervised was the norm as my parents were hardly ever home. If they weren't away for golf then it was business or another vacation, either way they were really only home a few days a month.
Before they departed, they had left implicit instructions that we were not allowed to have any friends over. Naturally, my brother decided to rebel against my parent's authority and invite his utterly hot friend over for the night. I honestly didn't mind the eye candy and my parents would be none the wiser. Also, it didn't hurt that the guy was unbelievably sexy and one of the most popular guys at our school, Kersha High. I couldn't help but stare at him with quiet reverence and awe every time I saw him, even though he barely even acknowledged my existence.
As I reached my bedroom door I turned the knob and walked into my warm and cozy bedroom. My heart skipped a beat and my breath was caught in my chest as I realized there was someone sitting on my bed. It took me a moment to realize who it was as relief washed over me. It was only Damen, my brother's friend.
He was wearing a pair of black and red plaid pajama pants with a tight white muscle shirt. I could see every perfectly chiseled muscle through the thin fabric of his shirt, which instantly caused me to breathe in sharply. His tousled brown hair was about an inch long and stood up on all ends, indicating he had probably been tossing and turning in bed for hours.
Then suddenly the relief transformed itself into mild confusion. I mean, sure, I was relieved that it was Damen in my bedroom and not some creepy stranger danger crawling in through the window, but I thought to myself, 'what was Damen Hurtz doing in my bedroom?'
"D-Damen?" I stuttered as I took a few more brave steps into my bedroom. "W-what are you doing in here?"
And there it was, my very first words ever spoken to this demi-god, Damen Hurtz. Although Damen had been my brother's friend for years I had never exchanged any sort of verbal dialogue with him before. Hell, I'd never really spoken to any of the student body at Kersha High.
"I couldn't sleep," he finally replied.
I frowned, my eyebrows raised in confusion. "So you decided you come into my bedroom?"
"Well, I wanted to come see you," he answered quietly as he stood up and began to walk toward me. Instantly, I felt my heart begin to beat more rapidly and my palms begin to get clammy.
"M-me?" I asked, still completely dazed and somewhat confused. I mean why would he want to see me? Damen was two years older than me and completely out of my league. "But why me?"
He took one last step that brought him only inches away from me. "I can't get you out of my mind, Stasee," he whispered near my ear. His hand reached toward me as his fingers traced along the outline of my face. The second his rough skin brushed against my cheek a shiver of desire ran down my spine.
I stood there completely stunned speechless as I continued to just stare into his deep brown eyes. My heart continued to thump until it was racing at an abnormal and unhealthy rate. I wondered if it was possible to have a heart attack at my age.
"Stasee," he began to speak in this whispery deep voice. He placed both his hands onto my hips before pulling me closer to him. "I can't explain the way you make me feel."
"I-I...uh, b-but you...I'm not, uh." I stuttered, not being able to even remotely turn any of my words into a coherent sentence.
"Shhhh," he whispered. "Don't say anything..."
He pulled me even closer to him as he lowered his head and lifted my chin. Before I even had a chance to comprehend what was happening, he pressed his lips gently against mine. At first my eyes grew completely wide. This was nothing compared to what I had imagined my first kiss would be like.
Somehow it seemed far better now that it was actually happening!
Merely a second later the shock of him kissing me had subsided and my lips instantly began to move in unison with his. He gently glided his hands under my bottom and picked me up as my legs wrapped around his pelvis. He pulled me into a tighter embrace, our lips stuck together like magnets to metal.
Damen began to walk us toward my bed as I felt his tongue slowly invade its way into my mouth. He began to draw circles on my tongue with his. He tasted sweet and tangy. Instantaneously, my whole body began to melt as the hunger to continue overpowered any sensible thoughts I might have had of stopping. I eagerly wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him in closer as I deepened the kiss. I felt him grinning against my mouth and he emitted a small chuckle as he gently laid me down on my bed. Slowly, he began to move on top of me while pressing his body harder against mine.
He rested one hand on the bed to hold himself up as his other hand went under my tank top and slowly began to massage my breasts. His cold hand touching my warm breasts brought a delighted shiver down my spine as I arched my back and moaned loudly against his mouth.
Damen then broke the kiss and brushed his lips against my chin before going down my neck and toward my collar bone, leaving a line of tingles in its place. We both began to breath heavier as our cravings for each other grew stronger.
He brought both of his hands down to the bottom of my shirt. Panicked, I quickly forced my arms down toward his wrist and was about to stop him. But his lips then found my neck, which caused my arms to grow slack. I sucked in my breath enjoying the sensations of his lips against my skin and before I knew it, he had slid my shirt right off of me.
I watched him as he sat up and pulled his own shirt off. My hands seemed to have a mind of their own as they reached up and rubbed his bare chest. Slowly, my hands began to work their way down to his eight-pack. He came back down toward me, his mouth finding its way back to my breasts before slowly making his way down my stomach stopping at my navel and moving lower still. Every time his soft lips touched my skin a feeling of erotic pleasure would soar through my body.
I could feel him begin to pull down my pajama bottoms, but paid no attention to it. I was so lost in the feelings and sensations of his lips against my skin. Suddenly, I could feel the cold breeze against my bare legs as I glanced down and noticed both of us were lying on my bed completely naked. For the second time since we started this alternate reality, a jolt of fear pierced through my body. I felt like a wanton woman losing control and not wanting it to stop. I only had thoughts of Damen and his warm, wet mouth and soft lips on my body and this primal aching need.
He must have noticed my sudden change of mood because he came closer to me and brushed my hair out of my face.
"Are you okay?" He whispered. His breathing was loud and uneven. His eyes shone with sexual energy as he looked deep into mine.
"I-I've never done this before," I replied with a whisper. I looked back at him and my pupils began to dilate from desire.
My heart continued to thump even more rapidly inside my chest. One question continued to circulate through my mind, what was I doing? It felt as if someone had possessed my body and I no longer held any control over my limbs. The unimaginable feelings Damen was awakening inside me had completely taken control, leaving me vulnerable to each touch.
Damen continued to look at me while his breathing grew even more ragged. He pressed his lips gently against mine instantly causing my body to grow weaker. His mouth then found its way to my neck as instant tingles shot through my body.
"You have nothing to be afraid of."