Chapter Five: First Kiss?

Chapter Five

Sawyer

I closed my eyes to kiss her. I want to say it was a habit to close them when I kissed a girl, but the truth was I didn’t kiss. Sure I’ve received my share of lap dances and one very unfulfilling blow job that my brother forced upon me at the strip club he owned, goddess. I felt so bad for the girl. She was begging for drugs, my brother said suck him, and he'd give her what she wanted. I couldn't even get hard, which he further made fun of me for and kicked the girl over to another of his friends. Who happily whipped his dirty hard cock out for her. After that, I avoided meeting him there at all costs.

              Even after spending time in those places always surrounded by eager women, I’d yet to kiss a woman. Fuck it, I was probably the only nineteen-year-old virgin in the city. However, I started following Aurora when I was fifteen, and she was a year younger. For some reason going into high school, my father believed he needed to keep tabs on her. It only took me a couple of years to start putting the pieces together on what they had planned. But after one-afternoon stalking, I never had eyes for anyone else. Hell, the past year, I’ve beaten myself raw thinking about her nightly, and I couldn’t dream of sinking my cock into another woman.

              I’d yet to kiss a woman. Fuck it, I was probably the only nineteen-year-old virgin in the city. However, I started following Aurora when I was fifteen, and she was a year younger. For some reason going into high school, my father believed he needed to keep tabs on her. It only took me a couple of years to start putting the pieces together. But after one-afternoon stalking, I never had eyes for anyone else. Hell, the past year, I’ve beaten myself raw thinking about her nightly, and I couldn’t dream of sinking my cock into another woman.

But when I opened my eyes, I found myself staring into two beautiful piercing blue ones. I pulled myself from her body only to discover her smiling. She sat up in her pink princess bed and drew her knees to her chest before getting up from the bed. She lifted her finger to her lips, walked over to her door, and drew a symbol with her finger, which I didn’t pay any attention to because I was fixed on the pair of long bare legs, perky bouncing breasts hardly contained by the thin straps of her light pink satin slip. Her creamy skin and long flowing blonde hair were on display. I was honestly shocked that her father allowed her to sleep in something so short and scandalous. What if there was a fire and she had to leave in the middle of the night. His precious daughter would be seen by all the hungry wolves.

               “You are even more breathtaking than I imagined,” I sputtered out. I couldn’t stop starring at where the satin turned into her thigh. I’d give my left nut to touch and taste her flesh, to find out what sweet heaven was underneath that scrap of satin. My blood began to boiling, thinking about how my worthless brother would. He will learn every inch of her perfect body. He would never treasure or love her the way that I have or would. It should be me who marries her. I’d never force her, though. I would have spent time courting her, wooing her, and then when I knew she loved me, I would have asked her to spend her life with me.

I would have been a saint and not even touched her until our wedding night if she wished. She was a goddess who deserved worship and adoration- not screams, and a busted lip, or something much worst. I can’t let tomorrow happen, but I’m not allowed to discuss it. I couldn’t warn her. We were all under strict Alpha Command not to tell, actually communicate in any way, to a soul about the wedding. Father was very specific with his command’s wording. My only prayer was that it wasn’t a guarantee my brother would hurt her. He could do as others, treat his wife with respect, and then take out his anger and depravity on a hired woman. There was still hope for her even after tomorrow.   

               “My handsome shadow, I knew you’d eventually find me.” I had heard her voice so many times from afar, but it was different in the intimate setting of her bedroom. Unlike the boisterous young woman singing down the street hours earlier, this woman was shy and seductive. She looked just as hungry as I was. “Were you hired by my mother before she died?” she was so hopeful. That would be an easy explanation, and since I couldn’t tell her who I was, I went with it.

               “Aurora, I was tasked with protecting you even when she couldn’t. I’ve watched you from afar for a very long time.” I couldn’t stop my fingers from running through her hair all the way down to the ends of her curls that stopped in the middle of her perfect round breasts.

               She watched me. When I got to the end of the strands, she breathed, which only pushed her chest out further, touching the back of my hand. My eyes immediately went to the hard pebbling mounds underneath the satin. She was incredibly turned on. I could smell her arousal. Her heart was beating like a hummingbird, and her beautiful blue irises were being taken over by her dilating black pupils. She liked me touching her. I gave her more. One hand dropped from her hair and stroked the outside of her soft rounded breast. She exhaled, and when I looked at her face, she was biting that delicious bottom lip. When she quit nibbling, her little pink tongue darted out and licked it, wettening her lips more.

               Goddess help me, but all I wanted to do right now was lift up that tease of a satin gown and see if her pussy was as magnificently pink and wet as her lips. The idea of licking her sweet honey from her core made my cock harder and pushed against my jeans. As the dirty thoughts went through my head and precum built on my tip, she blushed and sniffed the air. Her cheeks went a dark shade of red.

               I knew the answer before I asked the question. “Have you ever been with a man?” I was a bastard and going to hell or hades or whatever it was where bad people went. Because I was already playing out what was going to happen tonight between us in my mind. If I couldn’t have her tomorrow, I’d have her tonight. Surely they wouldn’t look at the bedsheets after consummation to check for her virginity. That’s just medieval, and we are a modern society even if we do feud.

               “No, that was my first kiss.” She ran her fingers through my hair. She seemed anxious and excited to touch me too. “But I think you already knew that.”

               “You don’t miss anything, do you?” I gave her a sly smile as I played with the straps on her gown.

               “I’ve seen you for a very long time. I’ve always wanted to talk to you. Goddess, I’ve craved running up to you and throwing my body around yours.” Her blush returned. “I wanted you to be my first.”

               “Your first kiss?”

                       “My first everything.”