“Hey, Malcolm,” she said. “Good to see you.”
“Good to see you too,” I said.
Any fear of performance anxiety went right out the window, as blood rushed to the lower part of my body. I was growing hard simply by looking into her eyes. She looked away from me, color rising in her cheeks.
“You look really good,” I said.
“Thanks. I tried to look nice for you,” she said.
She bit her lip, but still wouldn't look up at me. I yearned to see into her eyes, so I touched her chin softly, turning her face up toward me. Her skin was so smooth to my touch, and her hair tickled my hand as it brushed against my skin.
“You're beautiful.” I said the words before I could stop myself.
Once they were out though, I didn't regret it. Seeing her face light up was worth it. If I could somehow make this whole process any less awkward for her, that was what I was going to do. Without going overboard, of course. Wouldn't want to give either of us the wrong idea.
“So, this is it?” she said, letting out a deep breath. “We're really doing it.”
I wasn't sure if she meant the sex or getting pregnant, and I didn't get a chance to ask. She turned, pulling her hair away from her back.
“Do you mind unzipping me?”
I reached for the zipper, but it didn't feel right. It didn't feel right at all. I noticed she was trembling, just slightly. Instead of unzipping the dress, I massaged her shoulders. She let out a soft sigh as I kneaded the muscles in her neck and back, feeling the tension melt away under my hands.
She glanced back at me, relief in her eyes.
“We don't have to rush this,” I said. “I want you to be comfortable.”
I want you to want this, is what I really wanted to say. If she didn't want to be with me, there was no way I could fuck her. It would feel like I was taking advantage of her, and that went against everything I stood for. If she decided she didn't want to sleep with me, I'd have to understand and find someone else.
Casey turned around to face me, my hands falling at my sides. She reached out and took one of them into her hands. They were soft, warm, and so smooth.
“You make me feel comfortable, Malcolm,” she said. “I forgot, for a moment, what it was like to be in the same room with you, but now that I'm here – this all feels so natural.”
“Good,” I said, squeezing her hand. “Because if at any time you don't want to go through with this, just say the word.”
She chuckled. “There's no way I'm backing out, Malcolm,” she said. “You don't have to worry about that.”
She stood on her tip-toes and I leaned forward, her hair brushing against my cheek as our lips met. A shockwave coursed through my body, a warmth spread across my skin and down to my groin as our lips brushed against one another's. Casey pulled back and stared deep into my eyes.
“I know we can't get too attached to one another,” she sighed. “But I don't want this to be awkward either.”
“I agree,” I said, stroking her cheek tenderly. “I want you to enjoy this.”
“And I want you to enjoy it too,” she said as she leaned into my touch. “There's just one thing I think you should know – ”
“What is it?”
She closed her eyes and rested into my touch. “I'm – well – I'm a virgin.”
My entire body froze, and I felt entirely rooted to my spot. As if she could send the tension in my body, Casey opened her eyes, concern written across her beautiful face.
“Is that going to be a problem?” she asked.
“I just – well, I really don't know how I feel about being your first, Casey. Especially under these circumstances,” I said. “Your first time should be special, not just a babymaking activity.”
She moved her head just enough so that my fingers rested against her lips. She kissed them gently before speaking.
“I have no doubt we can make this special, Malcolm. I need to do this,” she said. I pulled my hand away, but she grabbed it back. “I want this.”