Page 21 of Cedarwood Cabin

I look down and reply, “Marty, we can’t.”

“I know. The fact we shouldn’t makes me want you more,” he confesses.

My eyes well up with tears and I feel confused. “Look at me,” he whispers.

Grabbing my waist and pulling me close, our bodies press together, the towel the only barrier between us.

I breathe deeply and can smell him, manly and musky. His lips touch mine.

He takes my hand and whispers in my ear, “I’m here. It’s okay.” He leads me upstairs.

Holding the towel tightly with my other hand, my mind is going crazy with thoughts. We reach the top of the stairs and I feel the moment's weight settling over us. Marty pushes my bedroom door open and leads me over to my bed.

“Marty…”

He doesn't say anything, he just cups my face and kisses me gently. “Flora, I want you,” he breathes.

Grabbing both my hands, my towel loosens and falls to the floor in a heap. My naked body is exposed and my breath catches in my throat. No man has ever seen me naked before.

Marty steps back, his eyes taking in every inch of me.

Am I about to lose my virginity?

His hand caresses my neck and I lean into his touch. His thumb brushes past my lip and I open my mouth, sucking it.

“Have you ever had an orgasm before?” he whispers.

I swallow hard. I have, but alone. Never involving anyone else. I would always focus on my clit, but I’d never insert my fingers inside.

My cheeks feel hot as I blush and nod. Marty’s eyebrows lift in surprise.

“Yourself, or?” he probes.

“Uh…myself.”

He breathes in deep and lets out a groan, his lips finding my neck.

“What's the most you’ve done with someone?”

“Only kissed,” I admit.

His lips trail along my neck, causing my skin to tingle. His other hand slides up my back, pulling me closer until our bodies touch.

“I can make you feel good,” he offers.

My body arches towards him, seeking more of his touch. Marty’s mouth moves lower, planting kisses along my collarbone and down to my chest.

He takes a step back and pulls off his T-shirt in one motion, tossing it on the bed. His hands move to his belt as he unfastens it and drops it to the floor. He unzips his pants and pushes them down, revealing the outline of his erection through his underwear. I’ve never seen anything like it. I can’t help but examine his body. He steps closer to me. His hand moves to my neck, pulling me into an urgent, demanding kiss.

He breaks the kiss as his hands move lower to my waist, pulling me against him.

“Flora, I need you,” he breathes.

Marty’s hands slide down my sides, resting on my hips. He pulls back as his eyes lock onto mine. I take a deep breath and nod, giving him the consent he wants.

He grips my thighs and lifts me. He lays me down and his body hovers over mine. This moment will change everything. Marty stands up and slides his underwear down, kicking them away. As he straightens up, my eyes are drawn to his erection.

“Are you on anything?” he asks.

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