Page 21 of Loving Bad

"Good luck," Jordan said just before I left to go to Sin's house. It was only when I was standing outside the door that I felt the nervous knots in the pit of my stomach. I took a deep breath and knocked on the door before I could change my mind. The door opened, and Sin smiled at me.

"You came," he said as if he was surprised.

"Hi," I said, unsure of what to say as he stepped back so I could enter the house. The house was quiet, and a quick scan of the living room indicated we were alone.

"Where are your roommates?" I asked as I clutched my hands together nervously.

"They're out."

We were alone. I felt my nervousness increase.

"Do you want a soda?" he offered as he kept his gaze on me. I shook my head. He studied me for a moment.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked softly.

I nodded my head. I had no doubts about it even though I was nervous.

"Okay," he said as he reached for my hand. He led me up the stairs to his bedroom.

His room was neat and clean. The main bedroom lights were off, the only light coming from a side lamp on a table beside the bed. I looked at his neatly made bed. I couldn't help wondering how clean the sheets were.

"The sheets are clean," he said in answer to my unspoken question.

"Good," I said, unable to stop myself.

Feeling so nervous, I clutched my hands together. I had no idea what to do.

"Relax," he told me as he walked slowly over to me, and I held my breath.

He studied me for another moment.

"Breathe," he instructed with a smile and I remembered to let the breath out.

His hand reached for mine, and he pulled me closer to him. His free hand went to my hip as my body came into contact with his. I looked up at him. His eyes darkened as he looked down at me. The attraction between the two of us was like an electric spark zapping between us. I wanted to run my hands over his chest, but nervousness kept my hands held tightly together so I wouldn't reach for him.

What the hell was I doing? I was so out of my comfort zone.

"I know this is your first time, and you're nervous," he said. "But you shouldn't be."

It was one thing thinking about losing my virginity and coming up with a plan to lose it. But standing in front of him actually about to do it was a whole different thing. I was too nervous to try and talk, so I kept my eyes on him while I kept silent.

"I'm going to try and make sure it feels as good as possible," he said. His words made my stomach fill with butterflies. I was finally going to experience my first time. I was nervous, excited and turned on.

His eyes flickered from my eyes to my lips and then he leaned closer. I waited with anticipation as his lips touched mine. The kiss was gentle. No longer able to stop myself, I lifted my hands and put them against his chest. As the pressure of his lips against mine increased, I felt the gentle sweep of his tongue against my lips. I opened my mouth and felt his tongue slip in.

My hands bunched his shirt as his tongue stroked mine, and my body came alive and I felt an aching need between my legs. He pulled away for a moment to unbutton my shirt and when he pushed it off my shoulders, I shrugged out of it. It dropped to the floor as his eyes caressed my body. My nipples tightened just at the way he looked at me.

He reached for the hem of his own shirt and pulled it over his head. My eyes drifted over the muscular and ripped chest. He didn't have any tattoos there. I reached out and touched his chest with my hand. His skin was smooth and soft under my fingertips as I trailed them down to his abs. Like I'd previously thought, he had a six-pack.

While I touched him, he'd been silent, watching me as the tip of his tongue flickered against his lip ring. When my eyes lifted to him, his hands settled on my hips, and he pulled me against him. The feel of his skin against mine made my skin tingle with excitement. His hands glided through my hair as his mouth covered mine. This time the kiss was harder and more intense.

The ache between my legs intensified as he sucked gently on my tongue, and I struggled with the new wants he was waking up inside me. Slowly, his hands released my hair, and I felt them move down my sides. Gently, with his hands on my hips, he walked me backward to the bed while he kissed me. I felt the bed against the back of my knees. He broke the kiss long enough to lay me down gently.

He stood for a moment and surveyed me, then he reached for the button of my jeans and released it. He unzipped them, and as he tugged, I lifted my hips to help. Moments later his jeans dropped to the floor. My eyes went to the tent in his boxers, and I couldn't help the nervousness beginning to grow at what was going to be happening next.

His eyes surveyed me for another few moments before he got onto the bed and hovered above me. He kissed me so hard I felt my toes curl. Then his mouth left my lips, and he began to slide his tongue in-between soft kisses down my neck. At a spot at the bottom of my neck, I felt a shiver run through me, and I groaned.

"Do you like that?" he murmured as he repeated the action of kissing me gently. I closed my eyes and allowed the rush of awareness to run through me.