031

Camille:

“I…I…” I stammered, unsure of exactly what to say. Was I supposed to apologize for my status?

“Are you a freaking virgin?” He asked me in a sharper tone this time, pulling every part of his body away from me.

“I am…” I finally answered.

“Shit,” he groaned before running his hand through his hair. “And you never seemed it fit to tell me before anything happened?”

I studied his face which was a mix of anger, frustration and disappointment. I still didn’t understand why finding out I had never had sex would elicit such reaction from him.

“I didn’t think it mattered,” I said.

“You didn’t think it mattered? Seriously?” He snapped, standing up from where he had been kneeling to eat me out. “Tell me. What did you think was going to happen?”

To be honest, I didn’t fully understand why he was making such a big deal about this. What did it matter if he was the first or not? I was tired of waiting to make it special. Since when did he make a distinction about who