/Samantha/
"It's just awkward that's all, I'm not accustomed to having to split a girl's attention, but then again I'm not used to wanting to be with a girl other than for sex" he muttered massaging his jaw anxiously.
He stepped forwards to me again and the selfish part of me that wanted to feel better cheered. "I genuinely like you Samantha, but we're gonna have a lot of problems, your age for one thing, it's actually not legal for me to do anything with you till your 18" he stated frowning. I pulled his lips to mine and kissed him, he responded immediately with a short groan pulling me to him again moving his hands up my sides to cup my breasts, he squeezed them roughly moaning again. Ok ouch they are attached geez!
"This sort of thing isn't allowed then?" I asked as he kissed down my neck again sucking my flesh, I felt him groan.
"This is acceptable but I can't truly go all the way with you, I'm allowed to do everything else" he added staring at me with a devilish grin that made me swallow. Ok I wasn't expecting things to move on that fast.
"Err, what about Henry?" I said attempting to change the subject, the look in his eye told me he wanted to jump now and now and it terrified me a little. I wasn't ready for things to go this quickly with him, Henry on the other hand I would have sex with right now, NO! Stop tormenting yourself, Henry doesn't want you like that.
He groaned appearing slightly annoyed again, "Well I told you I'll just have to deal with it" he said bending forward to kiss me hard again.
I held my breath, ok is he saying he wants us to have a relationship or he wants to utilize me? I pushed him back and hopped off the counter, "We're not done talking stud" I said coming into the living room and plopping on the couch, he sat next to me looking bewildered.
"Well what else is there to talk about?" he asked nuzzling my neck.
"Well I wont be used, I'm not gonna sleep with you, if you want to be with me then we take things slow" I responded forcefully. He looked a little taken aback but nodded slowly, "I'm assuming that you being a player implies that you've never been in a real relationship before right?" I asked laughing at the concept, bless him he's an emotional virgin.
"Err yeah, I've never really had a girlfriend" he responded honestly appearing a little uncomfortable about it.
I nodded again, "Ok well here's how it works then, you need to trust me, and I won't let you cheat on me, if you want to be with other girls go be with them, if you want to be with me then you commit to it" I said, he grinned at that.
"I haven't even looked at another girl for the last 6 weeks" he added confidently. Wow does he honestly believe that it's gonna impress me? I giggled.
"Six weeks isn't a long time Blake" I responded giggling again.
"Hey it is for me, I'm usually with a new female every other night but since I met you I simply don't want anybody else, it might not sound like a big thing to you but trust me that has never happened to me before" he added defensively, ok I guess that is very nice in a sick man-whore kind of way.
"Ok then I get it, you've refrained from sex for six weeks I'm pleased" I said rolling my eyes a little, he chuckled and kissed my neck, "Still not done stud" I said pushing him back again.
"Jeez what more is there?" he exclaimed throwing his palms up theatrically.
"I'm a virgin" I murmured gently trying not to blush, his eyes widened in disbelief.
"Are you kidding me?" he exclaimed with a teasing grin playing around his lips.
I frowned and responded, "Nope, not kidding," since I couldn't figure out why the hell he was smiling at me like that. "What's the joke here?" I was irritated, so I asked him, "Was he laughing at me?" As he continued to kiss me, he pushed me down onto the couch, laid down on top of me, and grinned from ear to ear the entire time. Okay, what the devil is wrong with that guy?
I pulled away from the kiss and questioned, "What?" while still a little out of breath from it.
While he was kissing down my neck, he told me, "I've never been with a virgin before." When I thought about being with him and allowing him to do the things that Henry had done, and even go farther, I had to close my eyes and force myself not to recoil in pain. The concept frightened me since I wanted Henry so desperately, I wanted him to be my first, and that emotion hadn't gone away at all. However, I hoped that it would eventually fade away with time. I would simply have to keep working hard to forget about him and proceed slowly with everything.
While he was biting my ear lobe, I chuckled to myself and remarked, "Slow down, stud, you're getting way ahead of yourself there."
It was all new to him, so he seemed eager as he replied, "Ok, so you're just going to have to tell me how fast you want to go, this virgin and minor thing is all new to me."
"Oh, that's terrific, so I guess it makes me some type of project now?" I questioned while smiling, and he responded by laughing as well. Then he slid off of me onto his side so that we were facing each other and wrapped his arm around me. It was pleasant, in a different way, but pleasant all the same.
He said this to me while sliding his hand up my side and smiling at me. "You're not a project, I just don't want to do anything you don't want me to," he explained. He was really easy to get along with and actually quite funny, but I just couldn't shake the feeling that this was wrong, that he was wrong, and that my body and soul ached for Henry to be here with me like this. Although we chatted easily for a while, he was really easy to get along with and actually quite funny.
A little over an hour later, we were making out on the couch. He had his hand up my top and was massaging my breasts. He had taken off his shirt, and I was slowly following my hands down his chest while being careful not to go too far down in order to avoid giving him the incorrect idea. Already, it seemed as though we were moving far too quickly, yet the fact that we were doing this helped me almost forget about Henry.
I say "nearly" because I found myself still comparing practically everything to Henry, including his body, his taste, and the way he moved his hands. He was not gentle or loving in any way, and he was significantly more strong and demanding than Henry.
He did not have quite as much muscle as Henry, but his physique was chiseled, lean, and incredibly attractive. In addition to having one of his nipples pierced, he also got a tattoo on his arm that depicted a dragon of some type. Although we didn't hear the front door open, I did hear someone gasp, and Blake instantly got off of me in response. When I looked up, I saw Henry standing there with his hands balled up into fists and his eyes staring Blake down with a menacing gleam. It was as if he were about to scream, "What the hell are you doing, Samantha?" but instead of looking at me, he continued to gaze furiously at Blake.