“I still believe in us,” Vic mumbled and kissed my knuckles on the hand he was holding.

We were sat on my mattress in the girl’s dorm, discussing what had happened at the matchmaking session. Everybody was distraught about it going to bad again, but they were still downstairs partying as if their life depended on it. It was all anybody really did here. Something good happened? Party to celebrate. Nothing to do? Party for fun. Something bad going on? Party to forget about it. It was a repetitive circle that I didn’t want to be in anymore. How was I ever going to be certain about anything in a place like this? I was supposed to find the ‘love of my life’ in a matter of days, but it could also end up with me being heartbroken.

“Nothing will make me want to stop pursuing this, ok?” Vic continued, wiping away a tear from my cheek that I hadn’t even realized fell from my sad eyes.

“But what if we are just wasting our time on each other?” I sniffled and wouldn’t let myself look at him. It was too embarrassing for him to see me like this. We had only known each other for a couple of days, yet I was still crying over him.

“But what if we’re not?” He contradicted and wrapped his arm around me so that I had no choice but to rest my head against his shoulder. “I don’t see any other girls interested in me, now, do I?”

“Crystal,” I pointed out with a frown. She wasn’t able to bring me down before, but if she decided to come up to me now, I would believe everything she said.

Vic shook his head and gave my side a squeeze. “I’m not interested in her, though. I’m interested in you.”

“Yeah, but she’s somebody you’d normally totally get with!”

“I used to, yes, but isn’t that the reason why I actually came here? Sure, my old self would want to do all the girls here, because of their looks. But there’s something else about you. You already know I think you’re fucking hot because I wouldn’t have been a jerk in the beginning otherwise, but as soon as I got to know you just that little bit better, your personality also stood out to me. I’ve never been interested in a girl’s life, yet I can’t get enough of your stories. You could be talking about your childhood, or you could simply be talking about how you like to make pancakes. It’s all so interesting.”

“That doesn’t mean that you’re my match, though,” I muttered even though I didn’t want to be so pessimistic. He just gave me a long speech, and I was basically dismissing it all. I didn’t want to be that guy.

He sighed, but still wouldn’t give up. “No matter what, at the end of this, I’ll come back to you. I promise I won’t just disappear or hurt you. You don’t have to be afraid of that.”

“Ok,” I gave in and snuggled further into him, bringing my legs up to put them over his lap.
His other hand went on my thigh, his thumb stroking the skin lightly. “And stop thinking of what can go wrong, think of what can go right. In my book, the possibility of you being my match is way higher than the possibility of you not being it. So, please, believe me when I say I really really do like you.”

Goddammit. I had only known this guy for a couple of days, and it had been even fewer since I actually decided to give him a chance. Yet, here I was falling for him. I didn’t want to be that girl, but I was definitely being swooned by his incredibly smooth words. I always fell for guys way too quickly and it always ended up with me being the one with the broken heart! They’d act like they loved me just as much as I did only to sleep with my sister and best friend. It just never ended well. But… but Vic was different, right? He said he wouldn’t do that. But didn’t all guys promise not to hurt me? I told him all my secrets, even though I knew there was a big possibility of us not ending up happily ever after together. But he promised… He said… He…

Agh, fuck it.

I swiftly turned around so that I was straddling him and slammed my lips against his. He stiffened up, but relaxed soon and let his hands travel up to my waist in a calm and sure position. My heart was beating fast, and I couldn’t believe I was actually doing this. I didn’t even know where I wanted this to go. But, really, now that I had started, I wanted to give him all of me. It would be my fault if I ended up naked and in tears with a broken heart, but at that moment I was way too entranced.

I let my hands tangle in his hair, pleasantly surprised by the way the long length actually felt. I was so used to the short fuckboy haircuts, but this actually gave me something to hold and grab onto. Vic moved along as I ground into him, wishing to get things more heated. He took this time to slip his tongue into our kiss, using it to make it feel more desperate without smothering me. I tugged gently on his hair, earning a throaty groan from him, causing his fingers to dig into my hips.

“We’re in a fairly public place, baby.” He pulled away, but his eyes said otherwise. They were full of lust and desire. We had started something that was not just simply going to end like that.

“It’s their fault if they walk in on something they don’t want to see,” I panted and went back to start kissing him, but he dodged it.

“We could go to the bedroom…” He suggested with a raised eyebrow, kinking his head in the direction of where he wanted to go. In case you were wondering, there was one bedroom in the house that had a nice king sized bed and was only used for couples to get intimate without anybody walking in.

I looked at the door and shook my head. “Somebody’s probably already in there. I mean, they are getting fucking wasted, it’s bound to happen.”

“Let me check, and I’ll come back to either get you or stay with you.”

I nodded and let him get up. As he rushed out, I was left all alone on my mattress in the big empty room. This place really didn’t feel as cold when Vic was here. Although I still had my doubts, I now knew I felt completely out of place without him. After our first date, we had been hanging out continuously, it was rare to have a moment like this. Everything felt awkward and strange without him by my side.

As I was daydreaming about him, he quickly checked if anybody was in the room. Trying to make sure nobody saw him, he rushed back to where I was and tried to get my attention from the doorway.

“Psst! Sabina! Come here!” He whispered and motioned for me to come over. I didn’t understand why he was being so quiet and discreet when nobody was around us, but it just added to the excitement as if we were doing something forbidden.

I giggled and tiptoed over. As soon as I was within reach, he grabbed hold of my hand and started guiding me along the wall to our destination. I could hear the loud music and people in the living room, which you could see if you looked over the balcony (the house was designed as one floor and then just a hallway along the walls for the second floor). Vic slowly opened the door and slipped in, dragging me with him. I, however, had managed to accidentally make eye contact with one of the guys downstairs.

But, hell, what could they do?

Vic quickly turned the lock before pushing me up against the door. His lips were on mine in no time as if this small little break had never happened and we were continuing from where we left off. I circled my arms around his neck and pulled him closer just as his hands traveled down to my ass and gave it a squeeze. All these feelings were bubbling up inside me, making me want him so bad; it was trust, desire, care, and lust. I needed it so bad.

It didn’t take long for Vic to pull up my shirt and throw it in some random direction to get rid of it. As I was left topless, he looked down at me, breathing heavily and a small smirk tugging at his lips.

“Could you be any sexier?” he exhaled with a nod and moved his head so he could kiss my neck instead.

My breath hitched in my throat and my craving for him grew. I let out a moan as his kisses became rougher and he started sucking on one specific spot. Although I knew it was going to leave a hickey, I couldn’t be bothered at the time. It felt too good for me to think of the consequences I’d get the next day when it was out for everybody to see. They already knew what Vic and I were doing here, there was no reason to act like it hadn’t happened.

I opened my eyes just enough to see his shirt and fumble with the buttons to try and take it off. The ecstasy was already running through me, making my fingers tremble as my whole body already shook from pleasure. It seemed like an impossible task to make each button slip through the small hole on the other side of the shirt. However, as soon as I managed to pop the last one, I couldn’t have pushed the fabric off his shoulders faster, letting my hands roam over his toned arms.

As his lips left my neck and went back to my mouth, it almost seemed as if he was ready to take me right there against the door, but I couldn’t let that happen. I started to push him away from me, making sure to keep our lips connected, until we reached the bed. As I made him sit down on the edge, I didn’t come down to the same level except for bending down to end the kiss. He gave me a confused look as he put his arms behind himself to lean backward, his shirt still just below his elbows.

“Just watch,” I whispered in his ear and started to slowly back away.

Just as I was one step away from him, I turned around in a gentle way so he was left to watch my back. I continued to strut away softly, gingerly placing each foot in front of the other, hoping I was creating the effect I wanted it to. My fingers went up to my hair, combing it as if I was going to put it in a ponytail, only to let it all cascade down my shoulders again. It had been a while since I had given a strip tease, but it all came to me so naturally. I didn’t even have to think when I swept my hair all to one side and tugged at the bra strap on my exposed shoulder. After letting it snap lightly against my skin, I pushed it down so it fell off my shoulder, edging Vic on to beg me to take it off.

I let it be for the time being and decided to go for my shorts first. Starting off with the more clumsy stuff was key, that way it didn’t ruin the mood anymore when we were both already really into it. I unbuttoned the shorts and nudged the waistband down my hips, shaking my butt along with every movement I made. When I felt like I had moved it far enough down my thighs, I decided to pull it off completely by bending down and keeping my legs straight to make sure Vic was getting a good view of my ass.

When I looked over my shoulder, I saw him staring at me with awe and eagerness. I still got it. With my confidence skyrocketing, I swept back towards him and placed a knee on either side of him. By now knowing he loved it when I touched his hair, I let my fingers get tangled in the locks and slowly lowered my body down so that I was sitting in his lap. I wouldn’t dare kiss him and give he what he wanted yet, and instead reached backward to unhook my bra and slowly let it fall down my arms.

I could have gone further, but decided to give into both our desires and brushed my lips up against his. Normally, I would have gone further, teasing until I knew he couldn’t take it any longer. But this time, my own need got the best of me and decided to speed it up for my own good. That didn’t exactly mean I was done with all my teasing, however. I reached down to palm him through his jeans, first making it seem as if my brushes were accidental, but gradually turning into a less subtle movement.

He was trying his best not to succumb, keeping any noise he wanted to make down in his throat. It was like this was a battle of dominance going on between us. I gave him the most innocent look I could muster as he had to hold back from closing his eyes and letting me do my work. But as soon as I looked down, I no longer could keep that small pout I had on my face and it turned into a simper. Poor boy, it really looked like those black skinny jeans were too tight and restricting.

I reached down and undid his belt before unzipping his jeans. It was like he let out a sigh of relief as I let him have more room. Skinny jeans might not have been the best option for situations like this. Thinking I had won this round, I went back to kiss him and started to make him lean further backward. However, as soon as his back hit the bed, he was sly enough to flip us around and take full control.

He tricked me!

More love bites were being trailed down my body, first on the fragile skin of my collarbone, then between my breasts, and slowly down my stomach. I thought he might take this chance to tease me back, but my panties were taken off and his lips continued down to my thighs. As he got closer and closer, I had to stop myself from squirming around to make him go faster. I couldn’t let him see that I was completely succumbing to him.

They say guitarists are good with their fingers, but boy, did he know what to do with his tongue as well. Maybe those vocal warmups were good for more than just making sure he didn’t ruin his voice. My head immediately dug back into the mattress, eyes closing and mouth opening, my hands grabbing tightly on the white sheets. I didn’t want to know how he had perfected this skill, but I was definitely enjoying it. He managed to make me feel more than any guy who had tried to do the same.

He only broke away when he went to shrug both his jeans and boxers off in one go. The way he stared at me showed how he couldn’t wait any longer. Neither could I. After shuffling back up my body, he looked me in the eye, asking my permission to start. I nodded and gasped as he slid into me. Somehow he managed to turn my exhale into a loud moan echoing off the walls. The music downstairs was still loudly playing, I just hoped it was loud enough to cover up what was happening in here.

Vic continued to thrust in and out of me, my panting continuously coming along with noises caused by the immense pleasure that I couldn’t show in any other way. I wanted to flip us over again so that I could be on top, moving exactly the way I wanted, but he had already turned me into mush. The was the first time I was being satisfied completely without having to take control myself. All he was doing was so simple, but somehow he managed to make it feel like I was trying out a new position.

This was just too good.

I groaned out his name as my back arched in response to the feeling that was building up in my stomach. All I needed was him to help me find my release. I was so used to guys finishing off by now, leaving me in that limbo right before I hit my orgasm, but he kept going strong, moving at a faster pace and trying to go deeper than he had before. It was like there was this sort of urgency to make sure I finished off before he did, but in the process of doing that, he was making it more difficult for himself as well.

But then, suddenly, there was a flip of the switch that made my eyes roll back and no noise able to escape my throat anymore. My nails scratched down Vic’s back as I let myself be completely consumed by the electricity running through me. Experiencing my bliss, managed to let Vic hit his high as well, releasing inside of me as he let out a loud deep grunting sound.

As quickly as we managed to reach the point of euphoria, we also came back to earth. He collapsed on top of me and moved the sheets before rolling off my body. Pulling me closer to him once again, he helped me underneath the sheets as well while I was still trying to regain my breath.

“Oh my god,” I panted, my heart still racing, “I haven’t had an orgasm in ages. Holy shit.”

“I don’t even-- I don’t even know what to say.” He wrapped an arm around my shoulders and I snuggled into his sweaty chest, hearing his heart beat in a similar pace as mine.

“Just that that was fucking amazing,” I told him, glad I had had a wild moment where I just went for it.

“Well, that was fucking amazing.” He smiled and kissed the top of my head.

Notes

Two months since I last wrote for this story... oops. Hope this makes up for it.