Chapter 4

I've been working as a model and tour guide for Jagger for several days now. He's the incredibly handsome visitor who ended up in our town, and I'm so lucky that he noticed me. I thought his type of woman would be fair-skinned, tall, sexy, and sophisticated. But now, he's really my boyfriend. Of course, I grabbed the chance right away! He was the one who confessed, and we’re getting to know each other more whenever we’re together. He's a professional photographer and has a one-week vacation after what he said was a hectic job. He admitted to me that his family is wealthy, but he earns his own money.

He travels to different places whenever he has a break, and I'm happy that he liked all the spots we've visited. Aside from that, we always share passionate kisses. Whenever we walk, he always holds my hand. Sometimes, he puts his arm around me, hugs me, or pulls me close by the waist. Of course, I get so thrilled! Honestly, I feel like I’m ready to give myself to him.

And it looks like I have the perfect opportunity because, on our way back to his tent, it suddenly rained. So, we ran, and he led me inside his tent, which he said was waterproof, and he followed right after. The rain was quite heavy, but it helped that the tent was set up under a tree. The problem was that our clothes were completely soaked.

He took a towel from his bag and handed it to me. I accepted it, thanked him, and started drying myself. Then, he also gave me a large t-shirt, which made me wonder. He looked at me and smiled.

“So, you won’t catch a cold, babe. Your clothes are completely wet,” he said. I hesitated and looked at him in confusion.

“Uhmm, w-where should I change?” I asked. He turned his back on me, and my eyes widened when he suddenly took off his wet t-shirt. What?! Did he know that I wanted to give myself to him? Were we really going to do it?!

“Just turn around and get changed. I won’t peek.” I froze for a moment, blinked, and then turned my back to him as well. I don’t know why, but I suddenly felt disappointed that we were only changing clothes. I really thought that what I had been waiting for was finally going to happen.

I started undressing, taking off all my clothes, including my underwear, since they were all wet.

“I’m done,” he said after a while, and when I turned to look at him, he was already wearing a long-sleeve shirt and jogging pants. I noticed him steal a glance at my exposed legs, and my face heated up.

“Will you be able to go home?” he asked.

“I don’t know. Maybe if the rain stops, but it’s getting late,” I'm worried because if I don’t go home, my father might not allow me to leave again.

“Why don’t you text your brother? Tell him you’ll sleep at a friend’s house because you got caught in the rain.”

I nodded and took my phone from my sling bag. Thankfully, it wasn’t wet. But instead of texting my brother, I decided to call him and explain the situation. Jagger remained silent, and my brother allowed me to stay since he thought I was with Lyka. Next, I called my friend to let her know, just in case my brother texted or called her. I told her I was at her house and that we were together.

After the call, I turned to Jagger and saw him staring at me. I wiped my face, thinking maybe there was some dirt on it. I smiled when he held my hand and kissed it.

We sat there quietly, listening to the sound of the rain outside, which was still pouring heavily. A rechargeable lamp served as our light, and we ate cup noodles to keep from getting hungry.

“Sorry for the trouble. I should’ve insisted we head back earlier, but the weather was so nice earlier. I just enjoyed our date too much,” I told him. He chuckled and squeezed my hand.

“I enjoy being with you, Poppy. I don’t even notice the time when we’re together. I miss you so much whenever I’m alone in my tent,” he said sweetly.

“Really?” He nodded. I completely faced him, and he did the same. “Looks like you won’t have to miss me now since the rain hasn’t stopped yet. Can I sleep here?”

“Of course, babe. The rain is still heavy. You’re welcome to sleep beside me anytime.”

I was delighted by his response. Gathering my courage, I held both of his hands and kissed him on the lips.

“Jagger, can you be the only man to claim me?” I suddenly asked him, making him freeze. “I have no experience, and I want to go through this with you. After all, you’re my first boyfriend.”

“Poppy? Are you sure? I mean, I’m happy that you want me to be your first. Do you mean… right now?” I nodded shyly.

“D-Do you not want to?”

He cupped my face and kissed me.

“Of course, I want to, babe. It would be an honor to take you, to give you pleasure. I just don’t want you to regret it later on.”

“I will never regret it, Jagger. You’re the man I chose. I really want this.”

He nodded again and gently stroked my cheek.

“Okay…” he said softly. We gazed into each other’s eyes before he kissed me tenderly. As we kissed, I felt his warm hand caressing my thigh. Goosebumps rose all over my body, especially when his hand slipped under my shirt, nearly touching my already wet center.

“You have to be really ready for this. It will hurt at first, babe. Are you okay with that?” he asked. I nodded again.

He slowly lifted my shirt and took it off. His eyes darkened with desire when he saw my bare body. I was about to cover myself with my arms, but he stopped me. He smiled, and I gasped when his hand gently caressed my breast.

We kissed again, but this time, it was more passionate. He carefully pushed me down, his lips trailing from my neck to my chest. Then, he went lower, licking my stomach and navel while his hands continued to caress my thighs.

When he finally reached my core, he teased my inner thighs with his tongue before stopping to look at me. Without saying a word, he began licking my slit. A different kind of pleasure surged through me, and I moaned loudly. His hot tongue moved along my folds, sending me into bliss.

That night, he took me, and though it was painful at first, it became pure pleasure as time went on. I fell asleep in his arms with a smile on my lips.

The next morning, he took me home early, but I didn’t let him come near our house to avoid anyone seeing him. Though there was a slight ache between my legs, I was incredibly happy that he was my first, and he had been so gentle and caring.

On his last day, it rained again, and I stayed in his tent. We let our emotions take over, savoring each moment as he made love to me over and over until the sun began to rise.

Before he left, he promised me he would come back. But months have passed, and he still hasn’t returned. I stopped waiting and gave up hope. I thought maybe he had met someone prettier and more sophisticated in the city and forgotten about me. After all, what could a simple farm girl like me offer?

To make things worse, my father had a heart attack. From then on, I took care of him while my brother focused on managing our farm. My mother came home and told me that I should take over her job as a house helper in the city. She would stay to care for my father and brother.

I immediately agreed, for my family’s sake. I would work hard so they wouldn’t have to suffer anymore.