Her ex-boyfriend Russ had been texting her all week. He obviously wanted to make things right with her. They were newly broken up. Things were left unsaid. With everything that was happening in her life, she didn't feel like she could handle a relationship. There was so much personal power she was not willing to surrender to Russ.
She did, however, trust him enough to allow him to lose her virginity. She picked up her cell phone after she was fully dressed. Today she wore an emerald green, long-sleeve sweater with a white T-shirt underneath. Faded jeans and her most comfortable pair of low-cut green Chuck Taylors completed the ensemble. She finally texted him back.
His response was immediate.
"Hi."
"R U home?"
"Yep."
"Cool if I stop by?"
"Always."
"C u n fifteen."
"K."
She grabbed her snakeskin crossbody and exited her home.vFifteen minutes later, Carolina got out of her car and headed towards Russ's abode. She walked onto the porch and opened the front door, which made a loud screeching noise when she shut it. She noticed the lights were dimmed everywhere in his home. She didn't call out to him.
Instead, she searched his home. She found him still laying in his queen-sized bed. He wasn't wearing any clothes from what she could see.
"You really came. I thought you were just playing with me," he nervously admitted.
"No, I'm here." Her voice was shaking. She was nervous as well.
" So you're back then?" He asked, referring to them getting back together.
"Not exactly." She admitted honestly.
"Then what's up?" He was confused.
"I want to lose my virginity." She blurted out.
He had been trying to look the part of a mellow, laid back sexy guy, lying under his down comforter, but when he heard Carolina say those words he stood up. The covers slowly peeled off his muscular frame. Carolina had been right she mused to herself. He wasn't wearing anything. Carolina always thought he was handsome and had a sexy, muscular, physique.
His six-pack was prominent. Russ being handsome and charming had never been a problem. It was the lies. She looked down at his bare crouch. It was limp but still had some length and girth to it.
She found herself wondering what it felt like. She felt her core throbbing at the thought of him kissing her passionately and making love to her. She had been leaning on the door. She closed the space between them. He kissed her then.
She felt her lips tingling from it and she fervently kissed him back. He broke the kiss when they were both out of breath. She sat down on the edge of the bed. She shed her boots and jacket. Russ came to her aide and took off her large sweater and her pants last.
He pushed her back and she gently fell back on the soft mattress. He put his hand on her shaved sex. When she pulled his head to hers and french kissed him he knew she meant business.
"Fuck, Carrie! You are serious." He whispered in her ear.
He seemed drunk with pleasure and surprised at how wanton she was being. She sat up from the mattress and straddled him then. His erection was big and pushing on the material of his boxer shorts. She could see the imprint. It frightened and delighted her.
This was actually about to happen, she thought.
She leaned forward and kissed him. Sticking her tongue in his mouth. She felt his erection grow and then jump. She was pleased with her progress. She used her left hand and slid it in his boxers.
There wasn't much room to fit her hand but she made it. The material was tight around her hand. She had found her reward. It felt just like she had remembered. Soft, long, thick, veiny, and hard.
She remembered the first time he had asked her to touch it. She had been terrified. Not now. Now she wanted it. She was wet and ready for him. She heard him moaning.
He was finally getting the chance to be completely enraptured by her. They would get to be together and she would move in. He quickly realized that wasn't the case. She only wanted him for right now. He wanted more.
He couldn't do it. As good as her hands and mouth felt he wanted her to stop. He put both hands on her shoulders and pushed her off of him.
"Dammit Carrie, stop!"
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Carolina woke up in a cold sweat. Her heart was racing. She had had the most vivid dream. Her mother had been medically abused by Dr. Roberts. She and Russ were broken up, and she was a companion for a Crime Lord. She looked at the clock on her nightstand table. It was 2.a.m. She pulled her knees up to her chest. The dream had been so vivid. Carolina put her hand to the place where the gunshot wound had been. There was nothing there, but the sat
He was pulled off of Lorenzo by two of Monzoon's guys. Lorenzo stood up and spit blood. Geo was still on the ground kneeling. Tired. Feeling defeated by his past and the inevitable trajectory of his life in crime. "You piece of shit !" Lorenzo pulled out a gun, took the safety off, and pulled the trigger. Geo knew his life was over. He closed his eyes when he heard the trigger click and heard a collective gasp from the crowd as the gun went off. He heard a large thud and smelled Carolina's perfume. He opened his eyes to Silk's scream and he saw her then. Carolina was lying in front of him on her stomach. A small pool of blood was slowly forming underneath her. He rolled her over gently. She moaned
"What the hell was that ?" His father whispered to him, referring to the bow he acted when Monzoon had given the briefcases. "I do have my pride, y'know. He doesn't have to buy me." "Son, he isn't buying you, he's buying your loyalty and your silence. It is a sign of goodwill, and you better get used to accepting large quantities of cash from people for the services we render. You are lucky Monzoon is like family. I know gangstas who would have slit your throat for less." His father was right. His behavior could have made a turn for the worst, Monzoon could have harmed him or his father. "It won't happen again, pops." He apologized as they rounded the corner in the staircase. Geo scanned the crowd and within a few
“Oh, yea?” “Yea. You lit up on the dance floor. I didn’t even know you could dance so well. Now I feel like an asshole for always breaking your mother’s balls about her making you take all those dance lessons as a kid.” He lightly chuckled at his father’s remark. “Thanks, Pop. I like her. She is very special to me. In fact, tonight, after this sham of a party, we are leaving for a nice long vacation together.” “Vacation? Where are you going? And why wasn’t I consulted on this, son?” “Because I didn’t think I had to tell you my every move, Pop. It's a vacation, not a hostile takeover.” “I know, but son do you think taking a vacation right now is in our-your best interest?”
They were left alone on the fringes of the dancefloor, watching others laugh, and dance. It was still a wonderful sight to see. The party she would probably never be able to forget. A waiter walked by. She grabbed some more champagne. Silk spoke. “Let’s take a walk.” She nodded her head in agreement as she took a nice sip of the cold, sweet champagne. Carolina had expected Silk to take her in the same direction she and Geo had gone earlier, but she went in the opposite direction. They walked through the large rooms and out on the lawn. The music was faint, background noise now. The air was crisp on her skin. She inhaled and took another sip of her champagne. “He is in love with you.” Silk announced. Carolina
Usually, when she went to large parties like this, she felt like she was floating in a sea of people, but not tonight. His strong hand was like a grounding stone. She saw someone across the room waving. She focused her vision and realized it was Silk. She smiled and was about to wave when she remembered his reaction to her having a relationship with her. She turned to him and then pointed. Geo saw her and his father and nodded. He knew he had said some harsh things about his father's wife, but he still wanted to be hospitable. It was a party, after all. She trailed behind them as they crossed the large room. When they reached his dad and Silk, his dad hugged and congratulated him while Silk gave a slight smile and a timid wave to him. “Hi, Silk.” Carolina Greeted her. Knowing it would probably ruffle his fe