Page 29 of Innocent Bratva Twins

He was fun, charismatic, and outgoing, and he loved to party. I was shy and quiet, but he took me everywhere with him, and I started making so many friends. It was the first time in my life that I had that many people want to get to know me.

Brandon didn’t know that I was a virgin, and I was nervous to tell him. There were a number of times he was pushing for sex, and I got really nervous, but managed to get out of it without confessing my secret.

But as we got closer and we were dating for longer, I got to a point where I wanted to lose my virginity to him.

I was actually excited about it.

I started flirting with him, making naughty, suggestive comments, getting more confident, trying to let him know I was ready.

The night came, and we arrived back at my dorm room after a really amazing dinner together, and I invited him inside, knowing my roommate was staying over at her boyfriend's. Brandon didn’t hesitate.

And as soon as the door closed behind us, he was all over me.

Yes, I wanted it, but I was nervous and wanted to go slower, savor the moment and understand what was happening. But he was kissing me and pushing me onto the bed, practically ripping my clothes off.

It got to the point where he was about to push his cock into me, and I froze up and very quickly scooted away from him.

“What now?” he huffed in annoyance. I remember the tone of his voice, cold and agitated. It made my anxiety ten times worse.

I sat with my back against the headboard and my knees curled against my chest. “I want to do this—I really do—but I want to go a little slower, because I’m nervous,” I confessed.

He glared at me before his mouth dropped open in shock. “Wait—are you a virgin?” he blurted out. And before I could answer, he was laughing.

Proper, cold, nasty laughter.

“You’re a fucking virgin?” he continued to laugh, and I pulled my knees tighter against my body.

“So?” I mumbled.

“So, you have no idea what you’re doing? You wouldn’t even know what to do with my cock if I waved it in front of your face.” His laughter got louder and louder until I couldn’t take it anymore.

With tears running down my face, I kicked him out of my room.

He wasn’t even upset. He told me he didn’t need an inexperienced girl. I broke up with him. I never spoke to him again.

But he told everyone.

And the rest of my college experience included my ‘friends’ constantly teasing me about how I’d never had sex before. They never missed an opportunity to bring it up, anddespite asking them to stop, telling them that it hurt me, they continued to do it.

So I stopped hanging around with them. I hunkered down, focused on my studies, and longed for the day I graduated.

And of course, I left college a virgin.

And I started this job a virgin.

And now I am a virgin with a crush on Nico, a man who wouldneverwant a girl without any experience.

I can’t go through that again. It was so painful, and I’m still scared and hurt from what happened.

I’m still chewing on the inside of my cheek when Nico pulls the car to a stop outside my house. But now I’m also fighting tears; flooded with those memories, I’ve come to realize that my crush is even more pathetic than I thought.

I look towards Nico and smile tightly.

“Hey, Sera—what’s going on?” he asks.

I’m clearly not doing a great job of hiding my emotions.

“Nothing. Thanks for the ride,“ I blurt out, hurrying to push the door open. I stumble out of the car in a rush.