Gaz
I drop her on my hoverbed and climb up beside her.
“Nice bed,” she smiles, running her hands over me. She kisses me more and I close my eyes, enjoying the moment. We’ve both been waiting for this moment for so long that I’m worried any miscalculation, any mistake, will ruin the aura of perfection.
“We can take this slowly,” I promise her again.
“Gaz, I love you, and I know you’re just trying to protect me, but I don’t need slow right now.”
“No?” I’m not convinced, but she shakes her head.
“When LeBlaie took me all those years ago, he stole something precious from me, Gaz. Yeah, he took my virginity, but he took something else. He took my innocence. He robbed me of my ability to view myself as a sexual creature without worrying about what he did to me. He stole that, Gaz. He took that from me.”
I know my eyes are narrowing, and I’m growing angry because I’m pissed. I’m hurt. I’m devastated for my sweet Hayden. No woman should be introduced to sex in such a violent and terrible way. No woman should be crushed like that.
Sex is supposed to be fun and exciting and interesting. Oh, sex can be kinky and dirty and naughty. Sex can include spankings and handcuffs and blindfolds, but it doesn’t have to, and even if it does, it shouldn’t be scary.
It should never be scary.
Hayden should never have experienced fear in conjunction with sex.
“But Gaz, you’ve given me a second chance,” she continues, and she reaches for me. I lean into Hayden’s touch and for just a moment, I feel completely at peace. I feel young again. I feel like this is the first time.
We’re both broken and jaded in our own ways, but right now, Hayden is offering me something precious and valuable. She’s offering me her trust, and I will never break that. I will never hurt her.
“And Gaz, today, it’s like,” she shrugs, and just smiles. Her smile is so bright it lights the whole room and my whole damn heart. “It’s like it’s a second chance, baby. Just you and me, Gaz. That’s all I ever want. You and me, and this moment,” she kisses me, and I kiss her back, and just like that, I’m ready to lose myself in Hayden.
I’m ready to lose myself in the most beautiful girl in the world.
Slowly, I run my hands over her body.
“Tell me what you’re thinking,” she says. “Talk to me, Gaz.”
“I can do that, princess.”
“What do you think when you look at me?”
“Well,” I stroke her clothed breasts softly. “I think you’re beautiful, and sweet, and completely perfect for me.”
She laughs. “I like it. What else? Tell me more.”
“I think you have the perfect breasts, Hayden. They’re the most perfect ones in the whole damn world.”
“I don’t know if that’s true, but I’ll take it. Maybe you should look at them now, and double check.”
I chuckle and help her out of her dress. I toss it to the floor and look at her soft, sweet body. She’s wearing pink panties with a matching bra, and I touch the bra carefully.
“Yep,” I tell her. “They look pretty perfect to me.”
“I like them, too.”
“And your skin,” I tell her.
“What about it?”
“It’s soft, and you always smell so sweet.”
“I can be a little naughty.”