Page 12 of Being Julia

“Julia, don’t worry. I put the idea right out of his head.” She smiled, kissed me goodbye, and then stepped into the elevator.

I waited about thirty minutes to ensure they were gone and out of sight before sending a text to Brody.

“Hi. My parents left, so it’s safe for you to come over.”

“Hi. I’ll be over in five!”

I ran up to my room and looked at myself in the full-length mirror. I ran my hands through my hair and brought itover my shoulders. As I rummaged through my drawer for my lace thong, I heard the doorbell ring. I hurried and pulled out my black one, slipped it on, flew down the stairs, and opened the door. Brody stood there, smiling and checking me out from head to toe.

“Look at you, babe. All hot and sexy.” He smiled.

I grabbed his hand, led him into the penthouse, and kissed him.

“I’ve missed you.” I smiled.

“Yeah. Me too, babe.”

I led him to the living room and sat on the couch. He leaned me back and started running his lips across my neck as his hand traveled up my shirt. I grabbed his hand and pushed him back.

“Let’s wait a little bit. We don’t have to do it right away,” I said.

“Yes, we do, Julia. I’ve been waiting for this moment. I’ve wanted this since I first laid eyes on you. You’re so hot. I can only imagine what it feels like to be inside you. You’re going to be so tight and amazing, and I’m going to show you what it’s all about. Let me introduce you to the world of sex and how amazing it is, Julia. Please. We’re going to be so good together.” He smiled as the back of his hand ran down my cheek.

Every time he smiled, it melted my heart. He had me under his spell. I got up from the couch, took his hand, and led him upstairs to my bedroom. As we stood next to the bed, Brody lifted off my shirt and threw it on the floor. He stared into my eyes as his fingers deftly unhooked my bra.

“Look at how perfect your tits are. I knew they’d be,” he said as he took them in his mouth.

Before pushing me down onto the bed, he slid off my skirt and gripped my ass firmly with his hands.

“So perfect. So perfect,” he whispered between kisses.

Nerves had taken over me, and I kept telling myself this would be okay. He knew what he was doing, and he’d make me comfortable. But comfortable wasn’t what I was feeling. He took my hand and guided it down the front of his pants. I felt so stupid because I didn’t know what I was doing. He told me just to relax, and he would help me. He took down my thong and plunged a finger inside me. I flinched because it hurt.

“Relax, babe,” he said.

As his finger was inside me, I took down his pants and underwear, taking note of the “not as big as I thought” package below. He stopped what he was doing and told me to pull back the covers and lie down as he removed a condom from his pants pocket. I did as he asked and watched as he tore open the packet and slid it over his dick. I took in a deep breath as he climbed on top of me and pulled the covers over us. He pushed back my hair as he hovered over me and smiled. His smile was so warm and caring that I was becoming less nervous. He tried to insert himself into me, and I let out a whimper. It hurt like hell, and he barely did anything.

“You’re too dry, babe. Let me get you wet,” he said as he went down on me. “There. Now you should be ready.”

The fact was that I wasn’t, but I wasn’t about to let Brody know that. He pushed himself into me, and it was weird. There was a slight pain, but nothing like I had expected. Before I knew it, he was entirely inside me, and I was having sex. I was no longer a virgin. He moved slowly in and out of me, asking me if I was okay with each thrust. He smashed his mouth into mine as light moans came from the back of his throat. His last thrust was hard as he yelled my name while he came. He looked at me and kissed my lips softly.

“Did you come, Julia?” he asked.

I didn’t know what to say because I wasn’t sure if I did or not. I didn’t want to hurt his feelings, so I told him yes.

He climbed off me, took off the condom, and flushed it down the toilet. He walked back into the room and climbed back into bed. After he wrapped his arms around me, he asked me a question.

“How was it? Did you enjoy it?”

“Yeah, it was good,” I said with hesitation.

His hand started kneading my breast as I looked up at him, and he kissed me. He wanted to have sex again, but I didn’t want to. As he rolled me on my back, his mouth forcefully pushed against mine, forcing my lips to part so his tongue could explore my mouth again. He hovered over me, and I could feel his erection between my legs. I kissed him back with pleasure, but I was too sore to have sex again. My door opened as I was about to break our kiss and tell him. Brody jumped up as he saw my dad standing in the doorway. My heart started racing, and I felt like I was going to pass out.

CHAPTER 5

“What the FUCK is going on?!” my dad screamed.

Suddenly, my mom came up behind him and looked at me, shaking her head.

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