Free Sexy Love by Michelle Leyland

“I’ve loved every second of it.”
    “ Me too,” I
reply. “Happy three month anniversary, babe.”
    We laugh at how
silly it is. I’m really happy we’ve got to this point, but we’re
definitely not one of those couples who make a big deal out of
being together for another whole week or month. I mean, once we
reach half a year then that will be kind of important, especially
with it being my longest relationship record. I guess the first
half year is kind of a big deal for a new couple before it goes to
yearly anniversaries.
    “ I can’t
believe you’ve put up with me for this long,” I joke.
    She smiles,
“well I’m really lucky to be your girlfriend. I still feel really
excited about it, even though we’ve been together a while
now.”
    “ You’re sweet,”
I say, feeling happy that she still feels that way, “and I feel
like the luckiest guy ever to be with the sexiest dancer in the
whole city.”
    We share a
quick kiss and then we say goodbye as she heads off back to work. I
finish the rest of my lunch, feeling excited to see her again
later.
    I go over to
her flat after we’ve finished work and we’re soon making out in her
bedroom, getting way too passionate. I’m dying to have sex with her
but I hold myself back, used to doing it by now. She looks so sexy
in her black and purple lacy bra and matching thong, and I kiss her
almost all over listening to her moan.
    “ Rickie, I
think I’m ready,” she suddenly says.
    I look up at
her in surprise, taking in what she just said.
    “ Really?” I
ask, unable to believe this is finally going to happen.
    “ We’ve waited
three months now and it just feels right,” she answers, “but I’m
still nervous. What if it really hurts?”
    “ You’ll be
fine,” I reassure her. “If it gets too much then we’ll stop,
okay?”
    “ Okay.”
    “ Don’t worry,
just relax. We’ll take it slow.”
     
    After we’ve
made love for the first time, I lie back on her bed, feeling
stunned and out of breath. I can’t believe we’ve finally had sex
and it felt so amazing.
    “ I love you,
Star,” I say, putting my arms around her again.
    “ I love you
too,” she says, happily snuggling into my chest.
    “ Are you
feeling alright?” I ask her gently.
    I feel worried
because I know it hurt her being the first time, no matter how slow
or gentle I was.
    “ I’m ok. I feel
so weird,” she answers, “and it’s still sore.”
    I stroke her
hair, wishing I could make her feel better, and kiss her
lips.
     
    I thought
finally having sex with her would sort of cure these wild cravings
I have for her, but it just seems to make them worse. Now that I’ve
had a taste at how amazingly good it is, I constantly want it
again.
    She comes over
to my flat the next night and I drag her off to my bedroom, pulling
her onto the bed and kissing her passionately. She sinks down onto
the covers with me, her arms around my neck.
    “ You’re the
first girl I’ve brought back here,” I tell her, feeling excited
that I’ll finally be able to have sex with a girlfriend in my own
bed.
    “ Really?” she
asks, looking a little unsure.
    “ Yeah; I
couldn’t bring any of my previous girlfriends here, the base is top
secret,” I explain. “You’re the first freedom fighter I’ve been
with.”
    “ I guess that’s
a relief,” she answers. “I’d be jealous knowing you slept with
someone else in this bed.”
    We make out a
lot, rolling all over the bed and play fighting, and somehow we end
up lying upside down diagonally across the bed. We don’t seem to
mind lying in an unusual position at the bottom of my bed instead
of the top.
    I start to kiss
her neck and by now we’ve taken off most of each other’s clothes.
All that’s left is our underwear and Starlet’s vest top, which is
already lifted up over her stomach with the straps falling down
over her shoulders.
    We hear Carl
enter the flat and stop what we’re doing.
    “ Don’t worry,
he won’t come in here,”