And Then He Says I'm Beautiful

"So what do you want from me then?" I asked, still trying for defiance even if I'd already made up my mind.

Blake flashed me a grin and his eyes slid down my body before flickering back up. He took his time taking me in and then lingered on my lips afterwards.

And I felt the clothes I was wearing so well, so very presently. The shorts clinging to me and the shirt brushing against my skin and the bra beneath it holding me in place. All perky and contained and vibrating with eager delight and need.

"Take off your shirt," he told me brusquely, an order more than anything else.

My fingers tensed and twitched, but my hands didn't move. I couldn't get them to move even though instinctively I wanted to do that for him. But the problem was deeper than that.

"Where is this going?" I asked him, "How far is this going to go?"

Blake cocked his head to one side, raising an eyebrow at me, "You need to know in advance?"

"I haven't..." I stuttered, suddenly unsure if I could say it out loud.

"Oh fuck," he replied, exasperated, "I already know that you're a virgin."

"So then you should know that I don't... I can't..." I stumbled, then it all tumbled out at once, "In the dirt behind some tents is hardly any girls idea of a romantic first time."

Blake smiled wider, shaking his head slowy while he tutted at me. He stepped forward and pulled me into a long and slow embrace, kissing me deep and passionately as he held me, my body vibrating from his touch.

"I'm not going to fuck you here," he said, "You can trust me on that. I may not be a virgin, but even I can tell you're special.

"Some other girl, well that might be enough for them and for me. If you were anything less than what you already are then I might be willing to break those rules.

"But I know a girl like you is special and you deserve something special. And if I am the man to give that to you, well I'll make it good for you baby. I'll make it better than you can imagine.

"If I'm lucky enough to be your first. I'll make it unforgettable."

He kissed me again, quickly this time, before pulling me away not to arms length but far enough that he could let his hands start to roam over me. Running up and down my back and over my hips. Teasing at the edges of my clothing and slowly but surely stoking a fire in me that would grow and grow and grow.

"For now I just want to see you. It was so dark last night and you are so beautiful, Em. I want to see you properly. I want to see how beautiful you truly are."

I relaxed into his touch as I felt his fingertips brushing at me. I mewled into him as I felt him push at my clothing, sliding it just enough out of place that there was more of me exposed than before.

This outfit left little to the imagination but before this moment was through I was sure that he would leave even less. And god I was ready for him to make me show myself to him, to make me reveal every last inch.

So there would be no secrets. So there would be no place to hide. So I could come face to face with my desire for him, the desire my body felt even if my head was screaming out resistance.

Because Blake was going to have me, but not hold me. He was going to witness me, even if he couldn't keep me.

Blake wasn't the kind of man you spent a lifetime with, but he was good enough for a no strings attached romp. To have fun without catching feelings.

And surely I could do that much.

Right?

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