To Love Preciado

We were at the beach for about an hour. Let me just say, the water was absolutely freezing. I kind of regret going for a swim because I was freezing my ass off and now my hair smells like salt. Although, it was pretty fun splashing Jaime and just acting like kids.

We walked through the front door of his house. "Do you mind if a take a shower?" I asked him, as weird as that is.

"Uh, yeah sure. There should be towels in the bathroom."

"I won't take long." I ran upstairs to the bathroom.

As I walked in I checked to make sure there were towels. They were in there, folded on a shelf. I began to yank off the soaked bikini and shorts. I turned the water on and waited for it to warm up. I stepped in, letting the heated water run down my back. I washed myself with some body wash that was already in the shower. Next, I scrubbed my hair with a very nice smelling shampoo. While I was rinsing the suds out of my hair, I realized that I didn't bring my casual clothes in here. Shit. Hopefully Jaime isn't in his room so I can get dressed in there.

I shut off the water, dried myself off for the most part, then wrapped the towel tightly around me. I opened the door slightly, peeking down the hallway. I ran directly across the hall into Jaime's room. My clothes were sitting on a chair right next to the door. Without checking my surroundings, I was about to drop the towel and dress myself.

"Whoa, uh, what are you doing?" Jaime's voice came from behind me.

He almost gave me a heart attack. "Holy shit!" I turned to look at him. He was lying in his bed wearing only briefs, his eyes were wide open. "I didn't know you were in here."

"If you're going to change in here, I'll make sure to stuff my face into a pillow." He threw his head into the pillows and sheets.

I pulled on my underwear and hooked my bra. Instead of wearing jeans, I slid on a pair of basketball shorts I retrieved from the ground. Then I threw on my shirt, now clothed and presentable for Jaime.

I crept over to his bed and crawled in under the sheets. Jaime turned around to face me. "Hi, Baby." He pulled me into him, my forehead leaning on his chest and his chin resting on my head.

I lied there listening to his heart throb and felt his lungs expand with every breath he took. It felt good being able to lay my head upon him and let everything go. When our skin touches it reminds me that he's there for me. Every movement of his reminds me that he's actually real and that this is happening. Sometimes I still find myself in disbelief. I mean, he's so perfect and I'm not.

Out of nowhere he kissed my forehead. "Kiss me." he said softly.

I tilted my head upwards as his head went down. We looked into each others eyes before going at it. He leaned in with such sweet movements. His lips so soft, his rhythm gentle. When he kisses me I feel a sense of importance, like I'm the only thing that matters to him. For the longest time he kept things sweet and loving, of course this changed in a matter of time. Using his legs, he pulled me even closer to him, I was right up against him. Like I mentioned earlier, he's only wearing briefs. So now that there's practically no space between us, I could feel what he had packed down there. Of course, it was not soft at this point; it was hard and sticking out greatly.

Feeling him hard turned me on, thoughts started to flare up in my head; thoughts that I wanted to make happen right now. Without pulling apart our lips, I got on top of him. He placed his hands on my hips, mine were on his chest. His tongue and mine were now dancing furiously together. He found his way under my shirt and moved his hands up to my chest. He was feeling around for a little, then he pulled away from me so he could rip off my shirt. After pulling off my shirt, I moved his hands around to my back and had him take off my bra.

I sat there on top of him as he played with my boobs. "Boobs!" Jaime explained. He looked as happy as a kid in a candy store. I couldn't help but laugh.

He then pulled me in, kissing me once again. I decided to spice things up a bit so I began to grind on him slightly. His hands ran down my back and slid under my shorts, he gave my butt a squeeze. He stopped kissing my mouth and instead started kissing my neck. I was so caught up in the moment I didn't realize that he began to slide down my shorts. They were around my ankles and he took them off with his feet. He started sucking on my skin as his hands sat right under my butt. He moved his hands around to my thigh. He stopped kissing me then looked at my eyes.

He sat up and directed me to sit across from him. His hands were still on my thighs, his eyes still on mine. We both looked down at the hundreds of scars littering my thighs. Some thick and puffed out above the skin, some thin and barely visible. He ran his fingers across some of the thick ones. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"I was too embarrassed, I thought you'd never see me the same." I paused, "I'm sorry."

He looked up at me, "Don't be sorry." He then bent over, planting a kiss on the scars on my skin. "I still think you're beautiful."

He brought his hands up to my neck and passionately kissed me. We picked up at where we left off before, only this time he was on top of me. We both got real handsy. I got curious, so I shoved my hand into his underwear and then retreated quickly, thinking I taking things too far.

He noticed and stopped to look at me. He raised his eyebrow at me, then he took my hand and led me back to his underwear. "Don't be scared, it won't bite."

As my hand explored his junk, he slowly slid his hand into my underwear. After feeling how wet I was he dragged his hand back out. I want him to touch me so bad, so I took my hand out of his drawers and took my lace underwear off. He smiled at me as he moved his hand down my stomach. His fingers met the lips between my legs, he teased me a bit before proceeding to do anything. He slipped his finger inside, I felt a warm rush through my body. He leaned forward and began to make out with me as his fingers started to work magic. His middle finger wiggled inside as his thumb rubbed my clit. Of course, I've played around with myself, but when he did it it felt so much better. His fingers got a little faster, his free hand grabbed mine and placed it in his briefs. My hand wrapped around his shaft and then he took off his underwear. We both worked each other with our hands until Jaime changed things up.

He got off of me, grabbed my legs, and spread them. He tucked his head in between my thighs and looked up at me. A fierce look took over his eyes, I've never seen this side of Jaime before, but I like it. He ran his tongue across my vagina, sending shivers down my spine and I felt a tingling sensation down there. He flicked his tongue fast, with every strike I felt warmer. He stopped, keeping me from peaking.

"Do I have permission to enter the cave?" he asked me while giggling.

I nodded. He reached for the nightstand next to his bed. He pulled out a condom and put it on. He got back on top of me and stuck his fingers inside one last time. He took his fingers out and replaced them with his long, hard dick. I took a deep breath in as he pushed it into me. He planted his hands down on the bed and began to thrust his hips slowly.

"Does this feel okay?" he asked, making sure I was comfortable.

"That feels great. Please go faster?"

"Okay, Baby."

He moved his body a little faster, ramming into me a little harder. A bead of sweat trickled down his forehead as he continued. We both started to breath heavily. The feeling he gave me started to grow, it felt amazing. A feeling I've never felt before and pretty much impossible to explain.

"I'm getting close." he said in between breaths.

"Here, I can finish." I suggested.

We traded places, he was so tired. I sat down slowly on top of his dick. He exhaled, signaling to me that it felt good. I was riding him with all the energy I had left in me. Up and down my body went, shaking the bed furiously. Being on top didn't feel as good to me but I could tell he was gaining an exhilarating feeling. A few more strides and he exhaled loudly, throwing his head back into the pillow.

I plopped down on the bed, trying to catch my breath as he did too. Once our pulse slowed down and our lungs calmed we both got up and cleaned up. We found ourselves lying next to each other in our undergarments afterwards.

I snuggled into him, his arm wrapped around me. I looked over at the clock next to his bed, 4:36 it read. Knowing that I didn't have to be home for several more hours, I let my eyes shut.

Jaime noticed I was falling asleep. "I love you." he said softly into my ear.

"I love you too, Jaime." I was too tired to start fangirling, that was our first 'I love you.' Within a few minutes, I fell asleep in his arms, happier than ever.

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