Novel & Cerita It's My First Time Being Loved

Your hand brushes mine And a thousand sensations seduce me ‘coz I… I still remember the first time she told me she loves me. It was way back third year in college in front of the university gate. I’ve been pursuing and dating her for years before she could finally say it back. “I love you.” I can still remember how I felt that day. All the emotions I thought I wasn’t capable of having live on…until today. Until now…’till this very moment. I do cherish you for the rest of my life. You don’t have to think twice.

I chuckled, "we all know your favorite is Ilya." "No, he’s not. He’s just the youngest. But you are the first man I have ever loved. The first person, actually, I ever consciously loved. At the school, I had some friends, but it wasn’t until you were born that I understood what love was. You’re the one who made me a mother, Brax, and you’ll always have a special place in my heart because of that." "Are you trying to make me cry?" I said, feeling a lump in my throat.

His arms circled my back as he caressed my back softly. His voice brought me the pleasure that I needed. The protection I needed. The amount of happiness I needed. Most importantly I felt loved for the very first time. "Darling, when I'm here, not a single fucker can hurt you."

Hopefully, it will soon turn into a reality. “Marcus.” I sighed, “I’m never going to survive it.” His size was unbelievable. How is that going to pleasure me without causing pain? “Sit back and relax, darling.” He said, “I’ll make you feel loved.” Gulping, I peeled my eyes away from his manhood to look at his face instead. As he climbed the bed, I instinctively moved backward to make room for him. I had been eager to see him make love to me, but nervousness was dominating me now. It was my very first time. After this, I was forever going to be his. Although the thought overwhelmed me, I knew that I didn’t want anything else.

I closed my eyes and couldn't hold back the tears that fell from my eyes. I couldn't believe myself when I felt so happy. The tears that fell were not because of pain but because of joy. He doesn't love Mandy. He doesn't love Mandy anymore. Can I believe it? "I couldn't speak immediately when I heard what you said that night. Let's just forget what happened in tagaytay-" He stopped, and he made me face him. "Really, Baby? You want to forget that night? I hate to say this because I didn't think that this day would come. That night was my first time to make love. Yes, it's my first time making love with someone, because I know that it's not just pure sex like I used to be."

I asked curiously. Looking at me like I was crazy, he wrapped me in his arms before whispering in my ear. “You are too pretty and sweet to be hurt in any way.” I could feel my eyes getting moist before tears began streaming down my face, it was the first time a guy had ever cared so much for me. I felt loved and wanted and it warms my heart that Adam cares for me this way.

"Didn't you notice all those times? All those times where I wanted to tell you how much I loved you even if I'm a dumbass, even if I don't give a fuck about other women, I actually care about one, and that's you. The first time I saw you, I wanted you. I wanted to claim you. I wanted the whole world to know how much I'll protect you even though you're so hard headed. Right now, you mean the whole world to me and I'm scared that being in love with you will only end up to nothing." I felt my heartbeat instantly change. I felt loved when I was with my family and friends, but this kind of love is different. I don't know what to say to him. I don't even know what to do. This is sudden. I've never

“I love you.” My heart swelled in my chest. It was the first time he ever told me he loved me, and one I’d forget all too soon. “I love you too.” I never want to leave this dream.

"Yeah. Atasha Valverde. She was... my first love." The phrase hit me unexpectedly. My heart gave a small, irrational sting. First love. There was a weight in those words, a kind of tenderness you could never quite replace. I took a quiet breath, willing myself to stay composed, but jealousy brushed faintly across my chest like smoke.

Not to mention that I was his first love. “KYAAAAAHHH! Let’s celebrate!” Zaina shouted, not minding that some of our classmates were looking at us because of our loudness. I wanna shouted in joy just like Zaina, but I don’t want to create a scene that would turn me off to Quir. This is my first time having a love for real and I am seriously freaking don’t know what to do. All I feel was happiness overload and I want to feel this kind of excitement for long.