Free Chasing Day Series: Chasing Day & Catching Day by Twyla Turner

her towards him and kissed the wet path it made. His lips touched the corner of her mouth, where the tear stopped.
    “Don’t cry for me. I’m okay.” He reversed roles, now soothing her.
    A gentle sob burst from Daylen’s lips. “Are you sure you’re okay?”
    “Yes, Pretty Day. I’m alright. A little sore, but that’s it.” Chase clasped her face in his hands. “I just need to forget. To believe for just a minute that my life isn’t this shitty. Help me forget.”
    “O-Okay,” Daylen whispered, haltingly.
    He looked up at her, brushed the tears from her soft cheeks, and pulled her face down towards his. Chase kissed her lips gently, careful of his split lip. Daylen kissed him back hesitantly. He softly bit her bottom lip and she gasped, opening up her mouth to the gentle strokes of his tongue.
    Daylen hadn’t kissed anyone since the night of their birthday party four years ago. She instantly melted into the kiss. Chase wrapped his arms around her back. His hands rubbed down, reached under her sweatshirt and tank to the smooth skin of her back. His fingertips brushed lightly over her sensitive skin as he continued to stroke his tongue against hers. Day shivered against him.
    “Are you cold?” Chase paused between kisses to ask.
    “N-No. I-It just feels nice.” Daylen’s voice quivered.
    “Hmm…” was his only response as his lips and tongue went back to exploring her mouth.
    Chase’s hands slid around Daylen’s thick waist, to her front, and moved over her round tummy. Daylen shuddered when his thumbs stroked the underside of her heavy breasts. Her nipples hardened in anticipation, of what she didn’t know. She soon found out, her body understanding what it wanted before her innocent mind could even comprehend it.
    Chase cupped each breast and his thumbs grazed over her sensitive nipples. Daylen gasped into his mouth. She had no idea a simple touch could feel that good. Or that it would send tingles to the place between her legs.
    “Is that okay?” Chase asked against her lips.
    “Mmhmm…” Daylen mumbled, unable to form a coherent sentence.
    “I want this to feel nice for you,” Chase said thoughtfully.
    “I-I wouldn’t know the difference.” Daylen got out as she looked down shyly into his sweet brown eyes. “Would you? H-Have you done this before.” Daylen asked, instinctively knowing that she would lose her innocence on this night. And to the boy she’d dreamed of for nine years.
    “No. It’s never felt right, till right now.” Chase confessed honestly.
    Day nodded her head in understanding, pleased that they would lose their virginity together. She agreed. It just seemed…right.
    Chase raised his arms slightly, starting to lift up her tank and sweatshirt. “May I?” He asked, making sure she had time to say no if she wanted to.
    Daylen inclined her head once, still unable to believe that this was finally happening. Chase grasped the bottom of the sweatshirt and tank, and began to lift them up and over her body. When the cotton cleared her head, Daylen crossed her arms over her chest. Aside from changing with a bunch of girls in the locker room for gym class. And her mom taking her to the female gynecologist to get her first exam and the birth control shot, so she didn’t have any ‘Mom, I’m pregnant’ talks. Barely anyone, especially males had ever seen her naked breasts.
    Chase gently clasped her wrists and pulled her arms away from her body. His thumbs soothingly rubbed her wrists above her erratically beating pulse. His eyes devoured her large, soft breasts.
    “Beautiful,” Chase said on a soft exhale.
    His fingers loosened around her wrists and his hands slid up her arms, moved past her shoulders, up her neck and he stroked her jaw lightly. He reached up and tugged on Daylen’s braids, making them slip out of the messy bun on top of her head. The braids fell past her shoulders, in a curtain of seductive innocence. He wrapped his fingers behind her neck and pulled